"Crack..."

The crisp sound of firecrackers suddenly disappeared. Luo Baobao opened his eyes and saw the tent above his head and the festive red room.

In front of the dressing mirror in front of the bed, Aunt Xiao Duo was already sitting there in a snow-white underwear, and her hair was hanging down behind her like a waterfall.

Aunt Xiaohua stood behind Aunt Xiao Duo, holding a comb in her hand, and was combing Aunt Xiao Duo's hair.

Luo Baobao got up, looked at the sky outside, and rubbed his eyes.

"Auntie, aunt, have you not slept all night?" she asked.

Before going to bed last night, the two of them sat there and whispered.

When they woke up, they were still there.

When the two people in front of the dressing mirror heard the question, they looked here together.

Xiaohua pursed her lips and smiled gently: "Of course I'm asleep. Your Aunt Duoer is going to get married today, so we got up early in the morning. After a while, Quanfu people will come over to dress up your Aunt Duoer. Baby, if you wake up, just put on your own clothes and get up, okay?"

Luo Baobao nodded obediently and quickly grabbed the neatly folded clothes on the small stool beside the bed.

"Wow, this is a new dress. Did you prepare it for me? It's so beautiful!" she said in surprise.

Xiaoduo smiled, "Yes, this is for you. Today, you will follow your uncle to the Xiang family on behalf of your father and your brother. You are dressed beautifully and energetic, so you can give your aunt a face!"

Luo Baobao raised the corners of his lips, blinked his big eyes, which were purer than gems, and smiled badly, "Aunt Duo'er, aren't you afraid that I am too beautiful and energetic. Will you steal the limelight from your bride?"

Xiaoduo was stunned for a moment and then smiled.

"I'm not afraid or afraid, just come and grab it! No matter whether it's your limelight or my limelight, it's the limelight of our family, and we won't fall into the fields of outsiders." Xiaoduo said.

Luo Baobao laughed, jumped out of bed and ran to Xiaoduo, leaned down and hooked Xiaoduo's neck, rubbed his head against Xiaoduo's back like a coquettish, and suddenly whispered: "Aunt Duoer, I'm so reluctant to let you get married, what should I do?"

Xiao Duo couldn't laugh immediately.

She raised her hand and gently patted the soft white hands on her neck, her eyes slightly red.

"Aunt Duoer is reluctant to get married, I can't bear to leave you, leave our family!" Xiao Duo said.

Luo Baobao looked at the two people in the bronze mirror and frowned and said, "Although my mother told me so much before going to the capital, she asked me to be sensible at home and to send you happily on behalf of her, my father and brothers, I also patted my chest and promised."

"But you are really going to get married now. You have prepared such a beautiful new dress for me, but I can't be happy at all."

Xiaoduo also pursed her lips and gently patted Luo Baobao's hand, tears falling down.

Although this child is only six years younger than him, he watched him grow up with his own eyes.

When she was a child, she slept in the cradle, so she stayed by the cradle. Sister Qing'er feeds her, changes her diapers, and wears clothes. She is involved.

She learned to call people in the first time, she learned to turn over in the first time, she sat up in the first time, and learned to walk in the first time, she was so excited and excited.

At that time, Chen'er was unfortunately stolen by the hateful Qian. There was only one child in the family, and the whole family looked at the child like a frightened bird.

She also watched her grow up day by day, growing from such a small wrinkled baby to the cardamom girl who is almost eleven years old.

This feeling is far better than others. It is okay to say it is a sister, an aunt and a nephew, or a mother and a daughter!

Now that I am getting married, a thousand feelings are coming to my heart, and I wish I could marry!

Seeing the two reluctant to part with each other in front of the bronze mirror, the little flower next to her was both sad and relieved.

At this time, as the sky gradually became brighter outside, the footsteps in the yard became more and more loud.

I guess the uncle and aunt who came to help had arrived and were about to prepare for the morning table.

"It's a happy day. Look at you two, you two have not started crying and marrying yet. You guys are crying first. Don't do this." Xiaohua quickly came over with a smile and pulled them away.

He touched Luo Baobao's slightly cold face and said, "Go and put on your clothes quickly, don't catch a cold."

Luo Baobao nodded obediently and quickly went back to the bed to put on his clothes.

Xiaohua withdrew her gaze and pulled out a veil to wipe Xiaoduo's tears.

"Don't cry, don't clean up, and Quanfu people will come to put on makeup for you later." Xiaohua said again.

Xiaoduo also nodded and tried hard to put away his tears.

Xiaohua said to the two people in the room again: "Don't be sad. Men are married as soon as women are married as women are married. This is the only way for each of us. Even if you are a baby, you will have to get married when you grow up in the future."

"Your auntie Duo's marriage is near, and you are in Xiangjiazhuang on the other side of the mountain. It's only a few miles back and forth between Changping Village. In the future, no matter whether your auntie returns to her parents' home or when you go to Xiangjiazhuang to see her, it will be convenient. Don't cry anymore. Be happier. Today is a festive day. You have to smile and smile."

The previous words were said in a proper way, but the last four words were a joke, and Luo Baobao couldn't help laughing.

"Aunt, what does it mean to smile? When you say that, I remembered my father's horse king. The horse king likes to smile when he eats grass. He smiles funny. Oh, I'm so giggling..."

When Luo Baobao was dressed neatly and finished washing, Sun entered the house, and led Quanfu people behind him.

This Quanfu person is not someone else, but the Dasun family with children.

Xiaoduo quickly stood up to greet Quanfuren. Dasun received the gift with a smile, then pressed Xiaoduo to sit down in front of the dressing table, opened the dressing box he brought over, and placed a row of makeup hairpins inside.

Next to him, Luo Baobao couldn't help but whisper to Xiaohua: "Aunt, I originally thought that my uncle and grandma could only hold a pig-killing knife with her hands, but I didn't expect that she would be so flexible when using a comb!"

Xiaohua smiled with a pursed lips and said softly: "Your uncle and grandma are amazing. She can go to the hall and go to the kitchen, and the top leader inside and outside."

Luo Baobao nodded in agreement and stood aside and watched Dasun put on makeup on Xiaoduo with interest.

After a while, Bao Suyun and the other women also came in and looked in. Then Sun and his family went to the backyard kitchen with them to work on the table. Mianmian, Xiuxiu, and Sanyatou all stayed in the house, standing with Luo Baobao, watching the bride put on makeup curiously.

Dasun glanced at the row of girls standing here. The third girl in the fourth room was the oldest. It was just fourteenth in the twelfth lunar month, and after the New Year, it could be called fifteenth, which is exactly the age of a good marriage.

The fifth houseman Mianmian will be fourteen after the New Year, and he is at the age of a matchmaker.

Both girls are tall, thin, and white.

Mianmian completely follows Bao Suyun's appearance and temperament, quiet and gentle.

The third girl Yang Ruoxiang follows Yang Huaming's appearance, with a fair and delicate complexion, and her smile is particularly sweet.
Chapter completed!