After a busy day, the wedding ceremony was finally completed, leaving Pang Tong and others who were making noise outside, and entered the bridal chamber.
The wedding was naturally held under Lushan Mountain. A green hut was built outside the wooden house as a place for the ceremony of worship. Then a curtain was temporarily built in the open space to block the mountain wind, and a fire pot was lit to ward off the cold.
There were quite a lot of people arriving, so even though it was the first month of the year, the temperature and so on were still okay.
Pang Tong, Zao Zhi and Xu Shu were entertaining everyone attending Fei Qian's wedding outside for Fei Qian. Fei Qian himself had already toasted three rounds of wine. Even if the alcohol content in the Han Dynasty was low, he was already drunk.
, but these guys who thought the excitement was not big enough still instigated Fei Qian to engage in the fourth round...
Still doing the fourth round? After completing the fourth round, is there a fifth round?
Anyway, Fei Qian felt that this would definitely go on forever, so he simply greased the soles of his feet and let Pang and his gang laugh outside regardless. Whoever liked to laugh would laugh. Anyway, he was going to die like this and not go out...
Sure enough, the few guys who were laughing outside the door for a while and were not afraid of trouble saw that Fei Qian couldn't come out, so they slowly dispersed and went to find someone to drink with.
Fei Qian finally took a breath, but when he turned around and looked at the half-grown girl in front of him, he couldn't help but feel a little headache again.
If this were placed in later generations, this age should be considered the level of junior high school. As a result, by the Han Dynasty, it was already old enough to get married. Should this be said to be a good thing or not...
In fact, Fei Qian didn't know that the bride in front of him was not too young. Think about it, when Mr. Zhang robbed the girl from the Xiahou family, the unlucky girl was only twelve? Or thirteen?
It's pretty much the same anyway.
Inside the house, the two people looked at each other and couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed. Fei Qian coughed dryly, found a topic, and said: "Um... Shiyuan said you... knew it was me a long time ago? When did you find out?
of?"
When talking about this matter, the half-grown girl's big eyes slightly curved, and she said: "Well...it turns out...um...Lang...Lang...Langjun..." When she said the word "Langjun", it was still somewhat
There was some shyness, and the voice became smaller and smaller...
"Hey, you can call me Ziyuan..." He went on and on and on, probably until dawn.
"How can that be okay! Mom said she wanted to be called like this! Well...but she also said that she must listen to Lang, Lang, Lang Jun..."
"Then it's up to you. It doesn't matter. Just call it whatever feels comfortable." Fei Qian said helplessly, "Let's go on to tell you when you found me."
"Well, after being injured at the Xiangyang City Gate that day, Little Mo Dou... Oh, Little Mo Dou is my personal maid..."
Fei Qian nodded, and couldn't help but feel funny in his heart. The maids from other families are usually called Green Lotus, Cai Die, Qing Ping, etc. This one is better called Mo Dou, but fortunately they are not called Plane Saw...
"When Little Mo Dou came out to look for you, you had already left. Later, when Liu Governor was getting married, Little Mo Dou saw you and thought you looked similar, so he called Pang Tong for help..."
"Just let Pang Tong take a look and confirm? What if someone else happens to have a head injury?"
"I wasn't completely sure at the time, but later Pang Tong brought you to my house to make arrows, and met Old Uncle Fu again... Well, can I call him that?" Huang Yueying said with a wink.
"Okay, I call you that, so of course you can do it too."
"Well, at that time, Xiao Mo Dou and I secretly looked at you and Uncle Fu several times, and finally we were sure that it was really you!"
Fei Qian nodded, but he was a little confused and said, "I don't remember going to your backyard. How could you see me?"
"This..." Huang Yueying was a little embarrassed, lowered her head, and lowered her voice, "There is a wooden plow in my backyard, that... you can almost see it if you stand up..."
"Oh, that's it..." Fei Qian thought to himself. He didn't expect Huang Yueying to climb the wall. No wonder he felt that there were eyes on him a few times, but he just didn't see anyone. This must be the reason.
"By the way," Fei Qian suddenly remembered something and said, "Your name... I only saw the three characters Huang Yueying in the marriage certificate. Is this a name or a given name?"
When talking about this matter, Huang Yueying became happy, her big eyes were crooked, and she said: "This... is both a name and a word. My father found it troublesome, so he didn't give me a big name after giving me a nickname. Then I grew up.
When I got older, I was given a name because everyone called me that, so I got used to it."
Fei Qian found it strange when he heard it. No wonder his father-in-law himself was called Huang Chengyan. He probably also used a word instead of a given name. He also remembered that Huang Yueying said that she had a nickname, so he asked curiously: "Then what is your nickname?"
what?"
Huang Yueying was a little nervous, hesitated for a while, and then said in a low voice: "My nickname... my nickname is, um, called... A Chou..."
Fei Qian almost laughed, and quickly tightened his face.
"Huh! If you want to laugh, just laugh..." Huang Yueying said with a depressed mouth, then quickly glanced at Fei Qian, and said with some hesitation, "Lang Jun, can I... really...
ugly?"
"ugly?"
Fei Qian looked at Huang Yueying and understood why she said this.
In fact, Huang Yueying is not ugly, her facial features are coordinated, her eyes are big, her nose is tall, her mouth shape is not bad, her face shape is also a standard oval face, normally there is no problem, but her skin is slightly darker, and there are
The hair is not pure black, but a darker reddish brown color, with a little curl, which is slightly different from most people in the Han Dynasty...
Fei Qian laughed and said: "You are not ugly, really, how can you be considered ugly?" - It doesn't matter if your skin becomes darker. Many girls in later generations deliberately tanned themselves to this color.
of……
Besides, I have seen this hair in all kinds of washing, cutting and blow-drying in later generations. I have seen hair with more than a dozen or even dozens of colors on the head, and I don’t think it is that ugly. For Huang Yueying, it is naturally reddish-brown and a little curly.
Maybe in future generations there will be many girls who will envy you but can’t do it!
Huang Yueying looked at Fei Qian's expression carefully with her eyes wide open. She felt that it was not like he was telling lies or comforting herself. It was like letting go of a big stone in her heart, and she took a breath.
Fei Qian let out a big wine burp. He had been busy all day and drank a lot of wine. Now he felt extremely sleepy, so he said to Huang Yueying: "It's getting late, let's take a rest..."
After all, she was just a half-grown girl. Fei Qian said that she didn't have the hobby of destroying young seedlings, but she was just too tired and wanted to sleep.
"Rest, rest?" Huang Yueying seemed to be startled, then hesitated for a while, as if she had made a lot of determination, stretched out a hand in front of Fei Qian, closed her eyes, and said through gritted teeth,
"Then...then go ahead and pierce it!"
"ah?!"
Huang Yueying opened one eye, looked at Fei Qian, and then said: "Didn't Mom say you would use a needle to prick me? Do you want it to bleed? It's okay, I'm not afraid of pain, just go ahead and prick me."
..." After saying that, he closed his eyes again, but the trembling long eyelashes betrayed everything...
Fei Qian's face turned dark. This is such irresponsible pre-marital education...
