Marry A Younger Husband

The drizzle blurred the view.

Xiao Mo'er takes Su Yun by the hand and walks out of the gate of the official office. The matchmaker is in front of her, followed by Yu Tong and Xi Niang, as well as a bunch of servants who are married with her.

Su Yun's green silk is not waned, and her red cap is covered with a shawl. The onlookers on both sides point out and talk. The magistrate and his wife know Su Yun's temperament best, and they don't speak. Let her be willful for the last time!

The bride came to Su Yun's ear: "girl, it's time to cry."

Su Yun said faintly: "on the day of great joy, why do you cry?"

The matchmaker was originally a member of the Wu family. It doesn't matter whether Su Yun weeps to marry or not. Anyway, it hurts the dignity of the Su family. She says with a smile, "the young master's sedan chair is waiting. Don't miss the time."

Su Yun has a red carpet in front of her. On the opposite side is a red embroidered ball sedan chair. Next to her, the bridegroom is wearing a red wedding dress and riding a white foal. He bows to the audience, and an experienced servant rewards him with wedding money.

Another two servants came to Su Yun with a piece of brown felt and sang a song. Yu Tong took the wedding money as a reward. A person puts brown felt at Su Yun's feet first, let Su Yun step in the past. Another person put the brown felt under Su Yun's feet and let Su Yun step on it. Previously a person, and previously Su Yun stepped on the palm felt to another person, still put Su Yun foot, let Su Yun stepped in the past.

Again and again, in front of the sedan chair, the bride took a fish bag from her servant girl's plate with red velvet. The pattern of the fish bag was embroidered according to the official rank of the bridegroom.

The bride presents the fish bag to the bridegroom. The bridegroom thanks and takes it. She hangs it around her waist and asks the servant to reward her.

The matchmaker screamed sharply: "press the sedan chair!"

The sedan chair man pressed down the sedan chair, and the old servant beside the bridegroom ran over in a hurry, offering a red envelope in both hands: "please send the bridegroom's uncle to the sedan chair."

Xiao Mo'er takes the red envelope, shoves it into her arms, and sends Su Yun to sit in. The red curtain of the sedan chair is put down, and Yu Tong rewards the eight sedan chair bearers with happy money: "my lady is a precious body. Please be considerate." This is an unwritten rule. If the wedding money is not given, or if it is less, the sedan chair bearer will bump up the sedan chair midway through and sing a little song that seems to congratulate but actually asks for money, which makes the bride feel dizzy until the wedding money is given.

The chief sedan chair driver said with a smile: "girl, don't worry, we are all from the government. Unlike the wild sedan chair drivers invited from outside, we know the rules."

Firecrackers rang, the matchmaker is a sharp cry: "from the sedan chair!"

Little Mo'er finished the task and ran to shuilinlang with her ears covered. She said with a smile, "lady, let's set off firecrackers, too!"

"Why are you so happy? You're not the bridegroom!"

"You already have you as my wife, and you will never be the bridegroom of others."

The water is dazzling and you sigh: "what I think in my heart, you don't understand after all."

The sedan chair was lifted, the gongs and drums were beating, and the suona was blowing. Amid the cheers of the crowd, the wedding procession moved forward slowly. The guard of honor was like a long dragon, waving petals all the way to the ferry, picking up the bride and getting on the flower boat.

Shuilinlang thinks that she was sent to xiaomo'er's room just by a word. She feels sad and sad. She can't help but shed tears.

Little Mo'er was terrified: "lady, did I do something wrong to make you sad?"

"It's OK. I just can't bear Miss Yun."

"Actually, I don't want to give up my sister Yun, but my daughter's family always wants to get married."

"By the way, just now when you sent Miss Yun to the sedan chair, why did those people take the palm felt mat under her feet?"

"Carry on the family line."

Water Lin Lang a Zheng: "what are you talking nonsense?"

"When a bride marries, she must not occupy land, otherwise it will disturb the underground earth Lord, so she has to use brown felt to pad her feet. Of course, large families will lay another red carpet on the ground, but poor families can't afford it. They all rely on brown felt. Then, the bride will give the bridegroom a embroidered bag. If there is an official position, it will be a fish bag. If there is no official position, it will be a perfume bag and a rice bag. Only when the palm felt is handed down and the fish bag is taken over can the family be passed on

"You've never been through this. How do you know so clearly?"

"I heard it." Suddenly, I thought that I had not experienced these, and shuilinlang naturally had not experienced these. Seeing her look sad, she blurted out, "lady, you don't want to inherit the family, do you?"

"Who's going to carry on your family?" The water was so beautiful that a big bang hit it.

"It's not fun to carry on the family line, but the bridegroom's foal is really impressive. I'll go to our horse farm another day and pick out a foal, hee hee!""You are not as tall as a horse. What kind of horse do you ride?"

"I'll tell my ancestors and mother to let you go back to the katydids hall."

"Why, are you going to drive me away?"

"No, you live in the katydids hall first, and I'll take you back to the Qilin courtyard by riding a Baiju. Let's have a good time, will you?"

Shuilinlang said: "don't mess around. I don't want my ancestors to think I have a wrong idea." Now is the time when her ancestors valued her. She didn't want to spoil her impression at this time.

"How can this be regarded as an indiscreet idea? Our family has plenty of money and can't afford to buy it. Let alone a white foal, it's not difficult to bring the horses in the whole racecourse and let me ride them instead."

The water looked at him speechlessly: "it's not about horses, idiot!"

"That's what happened to the sedan chair?"

"You want to piss me off, don't you?"

"Well, if you don't like it, forget it. You're my wife anyway."

"I'm not your wife, I'm just your concubine." Shuilinlang raised her eyes and looked forward to the guard of honor, slowly moving forward, and her mind sank down silently.

"It doesn't matter if I am a concubine or a wife. Anyway, you are my wife."

"You don't understand how important fame is to women."

But also think, fame for men, why not important? A man who has a concubine but no wife can't be regarded as a family after all. He is still teased. But little Mo'er was still young, and no one came to make fun of him.

"How hard is it for you to get fame, I told my ancestors?"

"What do you know? You just want to play all day. Where do you know what's in it? This words spread to the ears of my ancestors, and I don't know what she would think of me. The situation will be even more difficult in the future. Have you thought about all this? "

"What you say is that I didn't think about it clearly, but... But I don't want to see you aggrieved. If you think that fame is important, I will try to get it for you. I don't know who set the rules. You are my wife. Why do you want someone else to give you your reputation? " Small Mo son chagrins ground to say, have a few disheartened again.

Shuilinlang knows that his personality is different from others since he was a child. He has a lazy attitude towards life. He doesn't see things that others think are important to heaven, but he holds them in his hand as treasures