"Hey, daughter, dad is here!"

Old Yangtou said.

The red hijab suddenly lifted a corner, and Yang Huamei winked at Old Yang.

"Dad, do you think I look good today?"

"ah?"

The old man was stunned.

I thought that my daughter wanted to say a few thoughtful words to me.

"Dad, please tell me, am I good-looking?"

Yang Huamei twisted her body and acted coquettishly.

A big face like a pancake, a blood-red mouth, yellow teeth...

Old Yangtou swallowed hard. It was a good thing he didn't see this at night, otherwise he would be scared to death.

"Who did this makeup?"

Lao Yang raised his eyes and asked the people next to him.

"it's me……"

Yang said.

Old Yang's head turned dark and he was about to scold Mr. Yang when suddenly the sound of firecrackers came from the front yard.

Matchmaker Zhou rushed into the house with her bride-to-be, smiling.

"The auspicious time has arrived, it's time for the bride to go out..."

Matchmaker Zhou shouted with a smile.

Old Yangtou quickly put down Yang Huamei's hijab.

Pointing to the boss Yang Huaan: "Boss, come and carry your sister out."

Yang Huaan pointed to his waist: "Dad, I accidentally fell off the bed last night, and my waist still hurts now."

"Second brother, come on then!"

"Dad, look at my stupid body. I'm going to knock a girl down in the middle of the road. It's terrible!"

Old Yangtou was a little annoyed.

"Where's Lao Wu? Ask Lao Wu to come and carry him."

Where is Yang Huazhou among the crowd?

Old Yangtou was a little annoyed.

Eyes searching among the crowd.

Everyone followed to look for Yang Huazhou.

Yang Ruoqing noticed with sharp eyes that the door of the west room opposite moved.

She was happy.

Uncle Wu wanted to escape from the errand of carrying the bride and went into hiding in the house!

Hey, uncle Wu, this steamed stuffed bun is also having an awakening, right?

According to the custom in Changping Village, when the bride goes out, her feet should not touch the ground from the inside to the outside of the house.

My brothers from my mother's side have to carry me out.

"Five brothers, is it possible that no one has come to carry me, Mei'er, out of the house?"

Lao Yangtou's face darkened.

I happened to see Yang Huazhong coming from outside, and the man had just helped carry the dowry outside.

As soon as I entered the courtyard, I was named by Old Yang.

"Third brother, come here and carry your sister out!"

Yang Huazhong was startled for a moment, and then came over.

They got into a horse stance there, and everyone helped Yang Huamei lie down on Yang Huazhong's back.

The first time Yang Huazhong got up, he couldn't get up and almost fell.

"Why is Mei'er so heavy?"

The man muttered something and squatted down again.

"Be careful and don't fall!"

Beside them, Mr. Sun and Lao Yangtou were giving instructions.

This time, Yang Huazhong gritted his teeth and finally carried Yang Huamei on his back and walked out of the house crookedly.

Old Yangtou asked Yang Hua'an and Yang Hualin to help support Yang Huamei's butt to prevent it from falling halfway.

The women all followed and rushed to the front yard.

The firecrackers rang out, and the trumpet and suona also sounded.

The gongs and drums are noisy.

The previously noisy house was empty of things and people.

Looking at the empty mill basket, Mrs. Tan couldn't hold it in any longer and started to cry hysterically...

Yang Huamei left step by step amid Tan's cries.

Under the hijab, she grinned and hugged Yang Huazhong's neck, as excited as a child.

In front of the main entrance of Lao Yang's house, there was a carriage parked.

Lao Yangtou borrowed this from Yang Huazhong overnight.

There are also bright red words of happiness posted on the carriage.

The Yang Huazhong brothers stuffed Yang Huamei into the carriage, and then Yang Huazhong went over to lead the horse.

The carriage started slowly and drove towards Lao Wang's house at the other end of the village.

Behind the scenes, the procession of sending off and welcoming the bride walked together, picking, lifting, playing and beating, all the way towards Lao Wang's house...

Looking at the escorting team going away, Yang Ruoqing breathed a sigh of relief.

This sister-in-law is finally sent away!

For the next whole day, Tan felt like he had lost his soul.

Sitting alone in the house where Yang Huamei once lived, he looked around and around.

He was mumbling something in his mouth that others couldn't understand.

During dinner, she didn't come to the dining hall either, so Old Yang went over to persuade her.

"My grandma is going crazy."

Over in the dining hall, Yang Yongjin couldn't help but said.

Yang Hua'an knocked his chopsticks on the edge of the bowl and glared at Yang Yongjin: "Do you talk like that? Eat your food!"

Yang Yongjin remained silent.

Ms. Liu curled her lips and said, "We have five sons under our noses, but they are no match for one daughter. Hey, my mother, my whole heart is in Mei'er."

Yang on the side also agreed.

"This Mei'er's dowry, tsk tsk, is the best in Changping Village!"

"If Wang Shuanzi's family marries Mei'er, they won't be hungry if they don't farm for two years."

Listening to Mrs. Yang and Mrs. Liu whispering there, Bao Suyun ate in silence.

It's great that this sister-in-law is married, and there will be one less toilet to empty in the morning.

Soon, Lao Yang returned to the dining hall.

Mrs. Liu and Mrs. Yang stopped talking, and they turned to ask Old Yangtou with worried faces: "Dad, is my mother okay? Why don't you come to eat?"

Old Yangtou sighed, "I'm still catching my breath there. You can bring her a bowl of food to the house later."

"Hey, okay!"

…

After dinner, it was time to go to bed.

Mrs. Tan left Yang Huamei's house and went back to her own room to change her shoes.

Old Yang was surprised: "Where are you going?"

Tan said: "Where else can we go? Go to the corner!"
To be continued...