The happy life of Queen Nong

Chapter 339 Humiliation?

"Worship heaven and earth!"

"Two thanks to the high hall!"

"Happy husband and wife!"

"Licheng, send it to the bridal chamber—"

Watching everyone welcome the bride and groom into the house, perform the wedding ceremony, and then send them into the bridal chamber. After the ceremony, the sky has already dimmed.

The villagers and guests began to eat dishes around the round table. For a while, the place was brightly lit with candles, cups of wine were intertwined, and people's voices were buzzing.

Qing Sang and Xiao Lin were sitting on a wine table near a rockery. Most of the villagers here were from Xiaocan Village, and they scolded each other. When they were eating, someone asked Qing Sang why she and Xiao Lin didn't have a meal together. The wedding banquet, so that everyone can be happy, suddenly, countless people made a fuss, asking them to re-organize the wedding.

After all, if you can spend one more meal, you are making money.

Qingsang smiled, and didn't mention the wedding, but said that after a while the family moved, and they would definitely be invited to have a meal. As for the make-up, it would be waived. After all, they are already husband and wife, so there is no such thing as a make-up wedding ?

After all is ancient.

The villager who proposed this idea also felt that he was absurd, and apologized with a smile, and the matter was over.

Just when Qingsang was about to continue eating, a red figure gradually approached in the distance.

It's the bride.

It stands to reason that the bride should be in the wedding room at this moment, but for some reason, the other party came out.

She was masked, and everyone couldn't see her face. She came to Qingsang in two or three steps, holding a glass of wine in her hand: "So your name is Ning Qingsang! Tsk tsk, what a good name."

Qingsang is sitting, Gao Fangfang is standing, so from her perspective, it is condescending to look down.

"What advice does Mrs. Yang have?"

Qingsang put down her chopsticks and responded with a smile.

"Oh, I don't dare to give advice. You don't know each other. I'm here to buy you a glass of wine. Miss Ning, please!"

Gao Fangfang stretched out her hand and gestured to Qingsang with her wine glass.

Qingsun drank the wine glass and drank it down.

"Tsk tsk, what a good drinker, I can't even take half a sip of this glass..." Gao Fangfang shook the glass in her hand, and then, when—the glass slipped from her hand and splashed on the ground, the wine in it also Followed by the splash.

"Oh, I lost the glass. The wine has wet my shoes. Qingsang, why don't you help me pick up the glass?"

Qingsang bent over and picked up the wine glass.

Taking this opportunity, Gao Fangfang poked her shoes forward: "Wipe them for me! I'm a bride, how can I be splashed by dirty things?"

Qing Sang looked up at her quietly, took a handkerchief to wipe, Xiao Lin stopped her: "Sang'er, don't do this!"

"Oh, what's the matter! I'm a bride, and I asked someone to wipe off her shoes, so why did she feel wronged? Tsk tsk, other people think it's their blessing to help the bride!"

Gao Fangfang pursed her mouth, pretending to be delicate and said.

Immediately, there was a woman next to her who didn't think it was a serious matter: "That's right, Ning Qingsang, Mrs. Yang is right, you shine her shoes, that's your blessing!"

"Well, if you want me, it's too late for me to be happy!"

"Who said I won't clean them? It's normal to shine shoes for newcomers!"

Qingsang smiled faintly, stood up, bent down, and wiped the cards for her.

But Gao Fangfang seemed to want to embarrass Qingsang intentionally, when she stretched out her hand, she deliberately avoided it, letting Qingsang miss out.

"Haha, hahaha...ha..."

Gao Fangfang wanted to laugh out loud, but she stopped abruptly after only two laughs.

Because Qingsang grabbed her shoes and wiped them vigorously.

"tear--"

Gao Fangfang felt a stabbing pain in her toes.

(End of this chapter)