food color and fragrance

Chapter 201 Marriage
On the first day of November, the weather is fine, avoid opening the market and going out; it is suitable for offering sacrifices and getting married.

Fanyin felt that she was being lifted up by Feng's mother as soon as she closed her eyes, and she opened her eyes only when she was stuffed into the bathtub to take a bath.

"Why are my eyes sore and sore?" As soon as Sanskrit finished speaking, Mother Feng covered her with a bag of iced tea, and the cold Sanskrit called out "Aww".

"Are you still astringent?" Mother Feng asked.

Fanyin's little heart was devastated and quickly replied: "It's not bitter anymore, it doesn't hurt anymore."

"Caiyun, you have to seize the time. When the time is up, quickly fish it out for the eldest lady." Feng's mother told Caiyun, then walked outside the clean room, calling Shuixi and Xiangcao, "Missy wants the wedding dress on the upper body. Is it smoked? The fu mat on the bed is almost ready, don't let it fall!"

Feng's mother's yelling made Fanyin wake up quickly, and Caiyun took the time to remind Fanyin to get up. Shen Yuniang hurried in from outside before Fanyin wiped off the water droplets on her body.

Touching Sanskrit's small face and looking up and down carefully, he said with a smile: "Yes, you look good, you must be a beautiful bride today!"

"Mother, can you let me put on my clothes first?" Fanyin only felt so shy standing naked in front of everyone!

Shen Yuniang smiled and kissed her on the forehead, "Call again?"

"Niang Niang Niang... my dear mother!" Fanyin yelled happily, and then Shen Yuniang took the clothes Cuiqiao brought and began to dress Fanyin herself.

Mama Liu brought breakfast, "Eldest Miss, eat more, I'm going to have a hard day today."

"Mama Liu still loves me!" Fanyin didn't eat well yesterday, and she was really hungry and dizzy after taking a bath on an empty stomach in the morning.

Mrs. Zhang also came into the room after a while, and she and Shen Yuniang began to gather all kinds of laid out objects and dowry mirrors to be put on makeup. Fanyin laughed when she saw them busy, and she just laughed. eat.

The whole morning passed quickly, and Fanyin put on the inner coat, just waiting for Mrs. Zhao to come and apply makeup on her face.

As soon as Cuiqiao and Caiyun carried the makeup box to the door, there were already guests and women rushing to the backyard one after another.

The blue sky is dotted with a few white clouds. Although it is green that has not bloomed in winter, the Yang Mansion is full of colorful stripes of happy characters, which are particularly prosperous and lively.

The people passing by are willing to stop and watch for a while when they see this booming energy, but whenever they go up and say "Congratulations", the Yang Mansion will send a bowl of congratulations soup, which adds a deep touch to the cold winter. warmth.

Sanskrit obviously didn't know about such arrangements. These days, she is not even qualified to participate in the discussion, because she is a married woman, and she has to take care of such matters in the girl's house, which will make Shen Yuniang, the mistress, incompetent.

Fanyin could feel the thoughts in Shen Yuniang's heart, so she simply handed them all out, and she just waited to enjoy this festive day.

But Fanyin didn't laugh at this moment, it was the first time she knew how painful it was to shave her face!

Mrs. Zhao took two thin threads and scraped Fanyin's face lightly, but Fanyin grinned in pain and shouted repeatedly: "Be gentle, be gentle, why does it hurt so much, ouch!"

"Whose girl will call you like this when she gets married? If you don't know, you will think I abused you!" Mrs. Zhao smiled and looked at the people around, "I don't dare to do anything!"

"Sister Huailiu, are you ashamed?" Zhao Yue'e covered her mouth and teased, Sanskrit lightly tapped her forehead, "Don't even think about laughing at me, you have this day too!"

Zhao Yue'e's face turned red when she was told, she pouted and said, "Anyway, I'm just watching you for fun, I'm not in a hurry!"

"I haven't seen you for a few days, but you are so talkative!" Sanskrit patted his face lightly with both hands, still teasing Zhao Yue'e.

"That's what I learned from being with you for a long time." Mrs. Zhao slapped Sanskrit's hand down, "It's the last touch, and then I have to put on makeup quickly, don't make trouble!"

Fanyin sat down obediently, and when the thread that opened her face rolled, she screamed again.

Mrs. Zhao ignored her, she painted her eyebrows and eyes, put on powder and rouge, and the procedure was extremely smooth.

When they took out the set of hair masks given by Mrs. Uncle, not only Mrs. Zhao, but also Mrs. the servant of the household department all opened their mouths in surprise.

"It turns out that Mrs. Uncle is marrying a daughter-in-law to her natal family, and she is so generous!"

"That's right, Huai Liu is the girl Mrs. Uncle values ​​most!"

Everyone was talking about it, and Shen Yuniang's face was extraordinarily airy, who didn't know that she came from the uncle's house?Mrs. Uncle's gift like this is also an honor to her.

The big red treasure crown with pure gold carved phoenix, the red jadeite dripping pearls and golden steps, the dripping beads are as big as soybean grains, three begonias and jade luan hairpins inlaid with gold and jade, one with three colors of blessing, wealth and longevity Collar inlaid with gold wire.

Just one of them can be regarded as a family heirloom in ordinary people, and Mrs. Uncle really paid for it this time, and prepared all these items for Sanskrit.

Fanyin really didn't know Mrs. Uncle sent such a valuable item. That time, it was only when Shen Yuniang returned to the uncle's mansion that she sent someone to bring it back, and Shen Yuniang had never shown it in front of outsiders.

Mrs. Zhao opened her mouth in surprise, looked at Sanskrit and smiled and said, "Why isn't this our daughter, in that case I will get rich!"

"Our baby can't be given to you." Shen Yuniang personally tied Fanyin's hair in a bun. The love and joy in her eyes were not concealed. She really loved this child, so that the wives around Shen Yuniang also had love for Shen Yuniang. new evaluation.

After the bun was finished, Mrs. Zhao chanted happy words, and hung the hair crown, step shaker, and hairpin on the Sanskrit bun one after another.

"It's so heavy, my neck is sore!" Fanyin felt as if a pile of stones had been pressed on her head. If she stayed here until night, how could she bear it!
"Don't talk nonsense anymore, the person who is going to marry has to endure the discomfort." Shen Yuniang reprimanded lightly, and Sanskrit could only stick out his tongue.

There was another lady who came to add make-up at the door. Although Sanskrit did not know her, she smiled and returned the gift after the one-on-one introduction. Afterwards, various small boxes for adding make-up were put into the dowry box.

This state lasted until noon, and the Yang family had already prepared a banquet to entertain guests and friends, and only waited for Zhong Xingyan to come to welcome the bride before officially opening the banquet.

Yang Zhiyuan is also very happy today, full of guests and friends, piles of congratulatory gifts, this is the first time in his official career, but he doesn't care about these, because these people are not only for him, Yang Zhiyuan, but for the Zhong family , Aiming at Zhongfeng Bofu.

If he doesn't rely on the front and the back, it will be a high incense for the guests and friends to come, let alone ask people to give gifts.

People, no matter what they live at any time, they are all connections, relationships, and vulgarity.

Who can really put aside this "vulgar" word?
Zhang Wenqing was beaten by Caiyun and Liu Ma yesterday, and today he has returned to his normal state. He has helped entertain guests and sent people to thank him back and forth. .

Touching the beads of sweat oozing from his forehead, Zhang Wenqing laughed at himself.

Before, everyone coaxed and begged him not to care, and they deliberately kept distance, but instead made the relationship stiff, making it difficult for parents to be human.

Now that he was run over by two servants, and was instructed to run around without touching the ground, he thought about it, to put it bluntly, isn't this just being cheap?
If you are cheap, you should be cheap. You can't be a husband and wife if you have a relationship, but you are happy to have such a younger sister!
Zhang Wenqing was smiling when he saw Fang Jingzhi coming in through the gate with a dazed look, as if he hadn't woken up from the wine the day before yesterday.

"It's a good thing I didn't come late, I ran all the way here." Fang Jingzhi patted his chest, "If it's really late, I'm afraid I will regret it for the rest of my life."

Zhang Wenqing looked at his swollen eyes and squeezed: "I thought you deliberately stopped coming in the name of being drunk."

"Then why?" Fang Jingzhi relaxed her neck and said in a low voice, "It's better for me to come and see her get married. If my heart hurts, I can wake up a little bit."

As if seeing Zhang Wenqing's ridicule, Fang Jingzhi couldn't help but retort: ​​"Don't act like a sad person, now that you have a wife and children, how can I be so... uncomfortable."

"It doesn't make sense to you, dead literati!" Zhang Wenqing turned and left, and Fang Jingzhi chased after him, "Is there anything I can do to help? Let me do some work too."

In the carriage, Yu Wenxin looked at the bustle and joy of the street leading to Yang's house without any expression on his face.

Closing his eyes, he meditated quietly in the car, and the guards were also surprised that Mr. Yuwen had been here for nearly an hour, but he still hasn't told them whether to go or return.

Is it just staying in the corner of the street?

No one can guess Yu Wenxin's true thoughts.

And he himself didn't know what he was thinking.

Yu Wenxin laughed at himself indifferently, he had never been so interested in any woman, and she was going to marry his biggest rival in this life today, is this a joke from God?

"Zhong Xingyan, do you think you can come back after going to the battlefield?" Yu Wenxin murmured to himself in the carriage, lifted the curtain of the carriage and ordered, "Go to the Yang family."

The carriage of Uncle Zhongfeng's mansion slowly drove into the street of Yang's house, the carriages on both sides all gave way, and many people from the official family stepped forward to exchange greetings with Uncle Zhongfeng.

Uncle Zhong Feng also showed some joy on his face. After all, his brother-in-law is going to marry a wife, and he is relieved!
Mrs. Zhong was beaming in the carriage, she was supposed to go to the Zhong Mansion today, but she was always thinking about it, so she simply came here to have a look first, and then followed to the Zhong Mansion.

The carriage stopped, and Shen Yuniang and Yang Zhiyuan greeted them personally at the door.

Helping Zhong to get out of the carriage, Shen Yuniang said hastily, "Congratulations."

"Okay, we can't sort out our relationship, so I won't say more." Mrs. Zhong put Shen Yuniang's hand, "Go and see that girl, I really want to see what she looks like!"

The crowd followed Uncle Zhongfeng and his wife to the yard, when suddenly there was a commotion from the street corner.

Yang Zhiyuan ran out a few steps and looked in that direction. Seeing the carriage flag fluttering in the wind, he was shocked, "It's actually the carriage of Yuwenhoufu!"

(End of this chapter)