Farmhouse with a little field

Chapter 578 The Wedding Begins

"Why can't you see it? Can't you see that my face is full of radiance these days?" Song Ning grinned. He always likes to laugh and often laughs, but that kind of smile is shallow, Free and easy, gentle, polite, and now the smile on his face...

If he had to describe it, Han Duyue could only think of one word: "Silly, you laugh so stupidly, I can't stand it anymore."

"Really?" Song Ning touched her face, and her smile seemed even more silly, "I thought my smile at the moment must be full of spirit, how come Xiaoyue's eyes turned into a fool?"

"Because you laughed so silly." Han Duyue was overjoyed. She actually liked seeing Song Ning like this.

Song Ning smiled until her eyes rolled: "You still talk about me, you probably don't laugh smarter than me."

"Then we are really each other, haha..." Han Duyue smiled even more happily, seeing her teeth but not her eyes, Song Ning just looked at her like this, her eyes were so doting.

After eating, Song Ning directly rushed Han Duyue to rest: "Tomorrow is still busy, you should go to rest."

"But I just lay on the bed for a while before eating." Because Han Duyue was in a good mood, Han Duyue was a little full just now, and now his stomach is round.

Thinking that Xiaoyue had indeed eaten a lot just now, Song Ning paused for a moment, and then changed her mind: "Why don't you walk around with me?"

"Okay." Han Duyue nodded happily.

On the seventh day of February, there was a hook hanging in the night sky. Han Duyue and Song Ning walked slowly around the wall side by side, and the surroundings seemed extraordinarily quiet.

The night before the marriage ceremony, the couple can get along like this, it's quite strange to think about it.

"Song Ning, what are you thinking?" Han Duyue tilted her head to look at Song Ning and asked softly.

Song Ning turned her head to stare, and said with a smile, "I don't seem to be thinking about anything, but I think about a lot of things, isn't it strange?"

"It seems a little strange," Han Duyue nodded solemnly, and said innocently, "But what a coincidence, I seem to be in the same state now."

Some things will make people feel unreal, especially at this moment, Han Duyue feels more and more like he is dreaming, even the steps under his feet seem to be stepping on clouds.

The two looked at each other, and couldn't help laughing. Song Ning couldn't help sighing again. He took Han Duyue's hand and said softly, "I'm actually a little worried now."

"What are you worried about?" Han Duyue didn't know, so this person must have suddenly developed premarital phobia and wanted to escape marriage, right?
"Although I have always said that I will definitely not let you suffer any grievances in the future, I am indeed making such a determination." Because it was cold outside, Song Ning wrapped Han Duyue's hand in her own and covered it carefully. He said, "But no one can tell what will happen in the future. I am very worried that I will mishandle things in the future and make you feel wronged."

It turned out that he was worried about this, Han Duyue couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, but then he felt that his thoughts just now were really unreasonable, even if he really wanted to suffer from premarital phobia, she should be the one who got it, right?

"Your thinking like this is absolutely unfounded and superfluous. Because the future is unknowable, we should treat it with a positive attitude, shouldn't we?" Han Duyue pulled his attention back Seeing Song Ning's words, she smiled and comforted, "Furthermore, I have hands and feet, so can't I protect myself? Or do you think I'm too weak and will definitely be bullied by others?"

"I was thinking too much." Song Ning said so, but looking at his expression, one could tell that he was still thinking too much at the moment and hadn't really come out.

Han Duyue couldn't help reaching out and tapping Song Ning's forehead, shaking her head exaggeratedly and sighing: "You, a person who usually has such a good brain, why is he confused at this time? People live in this world , there must always be bitterness and sweetness, if you have never tasted bitterness, how would you know what sweetness is like?"

"Even if I'm really going to be bullied and wronged, so what? Am I bound to be crushed? Or will I leave you because of it?" Han Duyue explained Song Ning earnestly, she was actually pretty good at it. To be honest, really, "Those are just small episodes on the road of life, to set off how beautiful our life is, so what are you worried about?"

Song Ning stared at Han Duyue with twinkling eyes: "Then you really won't leave me because of this?"

"Of course not. Do you think I look like that kind of person?" Han Duyue subconsciously shook her head and replied.

Hearing this answer, the uneasiness in Song Ning's eyes disappeared immediately, and the whole person seemed to be refreshed: "In this way, I can rest assured that no matter what happens, my Xiaoyue will never leave me. This is very good."

At this moment, Han Duyue suddenly felt that he had just fallen into a pit and buried himself by the way.

Why...why would she be plotted against by the person who is about to marry her at such a time?

"Xiaoyue, what I'm most worried about is that you might leave me." Song Ning pinched Han Duyue's face, and said in a gentle and serious tone.

These words were like a cup of hot honey water, which directly extinguished the anger that had just burst out from the bottom of her heart. As for why it was a cup of honey water instead of a basin of cold water, it was naturally because her heart was both sweet and warm at the moment.

"Fool, of course I won't leave you." Han Duyue wraps Song Ning's hand behind his back. Although the wrap is not tight, at least it is wrapped.

Song Ning smiled sincerely, his voice almost turned into a cup of hot honey water: "Okay."

After the sweet talk time was over, the two walked for a while, and Song Ning sent Han Duyue back to the main room to rest.

"Tomorrow you have to get up early, wash up later, and go to bed quickly." Before leaving, Song Ning couldn't help but reminded again.

Han Duyue nodded obediently: "I see, then you should rest earlier, I'm in the house, see you tomorrow."

The last few words Han Duyue said were purely casual, but in Song Ning's ears, they seemed to have additional meanings. He slightly hooked the corners of his mouth and said meaningfully: "See you tomorrow."

Han Duyue, who had just raised her foot to cross the threshold, almost lost her balance and fell directly. She ran away again, which was so embarrassing.

This night, Han Duyue didn't sleep well, she couldn't fall asleep at all, but she had several dreams in a row after falling asleep, and she seemed to be in a state of half-asleep and half-awake all the time.

Such a state made her feel a little dizzy when she was woken up in the morning.

Song Ning invited a woman in her 50s to help her comb her hair. She looked very kind. Although Han Duyue didn't know this person, her attitude towards Han Duyue was very similar to how an elder treats a younger generation: "Looking at Xiaoyue's appearance, she must have not slept well last night, right? This is also very common, after all, it is a once-in-a-lifetime event, and it is inevitable to feel nervous."

Han Duyue actually wanted to say that she was really not that nervous, but after thinking about it, she still closed her mouth obediently.

She is a bride today, so she can't forget the rules by talking too much.

But the woman took Han Duyue's reaction as acquiescence and a sign of nervousness, she couldn't help laughing and continued: "Don't be nervous, someone will know what you are going to do later You, it doesn’t matter if you forget, there will always be someone serving you, and you will never make a mistake.”

"I see, thank you." Now Han Duyue had no choice but to speak.

Probably Song Ning specifically explained that when combing Han Duyue's hair and makeup this time, it was not as exaggerated as before, and the jewelry on her head was not so heavy, but it looks very dignified , which probably fully reflects the importance of taste.

When the auspicious time was approaching, the sound of gongs and drums sounded outside again, and Han Duyue's heart began to beat violently along with the sound of gongs and drums, which made her subconsciously clutch her chest.

The woman who combed Han Duyue's hair looked at it and said with a smile: "Isn't it still too nervous? Good boy, the more nervous you are, the more prone to mistakes you will make later, so don't be too nervous .”

This time Han Duyue chose to keep silent, because she was really nervous now, what should she do?

Crying, what should I do if I suddenly feel like I have a premarital phobia?Would she still have a chance of letting the disease flare up now?
This time, Song Ning came in quickly because no one was asking questions, and Han Duyue had covered her head and waited quietly.

When Song Ning walked in, Han Duyue was twisting the handkerchief in his hand, so he walked up to Han Duyue and said in a low voice: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Song Ning said this before, when Han Duyue heard this sentence again, although she still felt a little nervous, her heart gradually settled down.

Yes, no matter what happens, this person will always be with her, so what is she nervous about?As long as he is there, she should be fearless.

This time Song Ning directly hugged Han Duyue, then walked towards the sedan chair parked outside the courtyard step by step, and carefully sent her in.

Probably because what she was about to experience was completely different from the previous one. This time Han Duyue felt completely different from the last time sitting in the sedan chair. Some strange and subtle thoughts came out one after another. She even had The illusion that imagination finally overlaps with reality.

Listening to the loud sound of gongs and drums outside, the sound of crackling firecrackers, and even the kind comments of passers-by, Han Duyue slowly only had one thought left in his mind.

This time it's true, she is really going to marry Song Ning.

Han Duyue was immersed in this thought, and then she suddenly felt that the sedan chair swayed suddenly and stopped...

(End of this chapter)