Qiao Chunyan, Sun Qianchao, Xiao Guoqing and others are bound to come when they are young.
There are also Lu Chuan, Tang Xiangyang and Cao Debao who are also dressed in formal attire.
Zhou Rong also took a day off, and of course Cai Xiaoguang will not be absent.
Ma Shouchang and Qu Xiuzhen were also invited by Qian Wen to witness the marriage between him and Zheng Juan.
He originally wanted Qu Xiuzhen or Ma Shouchang to preside over his wedding, but considering their identities, Qian Wensi didn't mention it after thinking about it, so he invited a blessed person recognized by Guangzi Film to preside over it for them.
Some workers also came, as did the factory director and some small leaders, as well as some doctors from big hospitals.
Not many villagers from the nearby villages came because he didn't go there specifically to say so. Those who came today were just in town for the day.
Not to mention the people who wrote photo albums, they were all at the door.
It was a bit of a fanfare, but Qian Wen was happy. Decades later, he and Zheng Juan were walking slowly at dusk, and they recalled how wonderful it was.
"My old kid is so handsome today." Li Suhua, who was dressed in formal attire, arranged Qian Wen's clothes, her eyes were a little moist, her children had grown up and were about to start a family, and she suddenly felt a little stuffy and indescribable in her heart.
"Mom, I'm not moving out, what are you doing?
You should be happy and happy." Seeing that Li Suhua's voice was choked with sobs, Qian Wen reached out and touched the corner of her mouth, and a smile appeared.
"You idiot." Li Suhua patted him and rolled her eyes at him, "Mom is so happy, my old kid has grown up and started a family."
It was very lively outside, and the neighbors were talking about it. Nowadays, most marriages involve the couple getting a certificate, and then most of the time relatives and friends gather together to have a meal and congratulate each other.
The eight-carriage sedan sitting at the door is scary.
Qian Wen originally only wanted to pick up his bride by bicycle, and the situation was not so grand. But when he went to the countryside to practice medicine, he saw this well-maintained sedan at a fellow villager's house.
He had a different idea, and when he asked, the fellow villager enthusiastically lent it to him.
The co-workers competed to be bearers of the sedan chair, and Qian Wendu thanked him and gave him cigarettes, wedding candies, and wedding money.
When the time came for the bride-to-be, Qian Wen regretted that he could not borrow a tall horse, so he had to ride his own big 28-bar with a big red flower tied on it.
Qian Wen was a little helpless. There was no family-style boiler room when building the house, and he accepted that the cement floor was used for the floor. However, there were eight sedans carrying eight sedans, but no big horses. This was neither fish nor fowl, which made him complain in his heart.
But it would be nice if Juan'er could have good memories, and he would just think that he was riding a big horse.
On the way to pick up the bride, Qian Wen and his friends Sun Chaochao, Xiao Guoqing, Lu Chuan, Tang Xiangyang, and Cao Debao led the way on bicycles with big red flowers tied on them, followed by eight sedans and several playing and playing masters.
Looking back, he suddenly felt pretty good. The awkwardness in his heart suddenly disappeared a lot, and the bright smile on his face became a little brighter.
The situation is not important, what is important is the mind and attitude.
Children jumped and followed him on the road, and Qian Wen greeted the neighbors on the road and accepted blessings.
"Bingkun, why do you want me to marry Wu Qian? You didn't see her look just now, your eyes were shining when you looked at this sedan.
At that moment, my heart was trembling. If Wu Qian asked me to get married, she would do the same thing as you. Selling me would not be enough.
Bingkun, you are really my good brother." Xiao Guoqing felt happy for himself, but at the same time he also wanted to hit Xiao Guoqing on the head and shouted in his ear, "Is your brain going crazy? Get married.
Is this necessary?"
"Bingkun, first of all, congratulations on your marriage, and I wish you happiness in the future.
Now, if you have a lot of money, I will actually be happy to share it with you.
We are all brothers, there is no need to be polite to me." Cao Debao joked.
"Go, go, go, what are you saying? Today is Bingkun's big day." Sun Qianchao greeted the National Day and Cao Debao.
Lu Chuan gave his blessing, "Teacher Zhou, I wish you a son soon and a happy marriage for a hundred years."
"Flying together, we are happy." Tang Xiangyang answered.
"Thank you." Qian Wen smiled at Lu Chuan and Tang Xiangyang.
I didn't have time to entertain them this morning. I just said a few words in a hurry. Now that I'm on the road, I have time to joke and bless them.
"National Day, it looks grand, but in fact I just spent some money on clothes. You don't know the rest. They are all co-workers and friends who love me and help me. Otherwise, it really wouldn't be possible.
What's the point of this sedan? When you and Wu Qian get married, I can just go to my fellow villager's house to borrow it for you." Qian Wen looked at Xiao Guoqing, who was a little depressed and worried about his future happiness.
"No, once this eight-carriage sedan is carried, other things cannot be missing.
I really want to give Wu Qian the same ceremony, but the days after the wedding are the most important, and I don’t want to live in trouble as soon as I get married." Xiao Guoqing just made a joke about growing up, but now he shook his head and hung up.
A happy smile to match today.
While laughing, Zheng Juan’s family arrived.
At the door, Guangming, dressed in new clothes, was tilting his head, his ear facing the intersection, listening for noises.
Suddenly, Guangming's ears twitched.
"Brother Bingkun is here." Hearing something, Guangming hurriedly ran into the courtyard and shouted.
In the room, Zheng Juan, who was sitting with a red hijab, turned her head toward the window.
Zhou Rong and Cai Xiaoguang, who came to help, also looked outside the room.
"Sister Juan, Brother Bingkun is here." Zheng Juan's family didn't have many relatives or friends, so Qian Wen arranged for Qiao Chunyan, Zhou Rong, and Cai Xiaoguang to come and help.
Zheng Juan nodded silently. She couldn't see anything through the red hijab, but she still looked out the window, clenching her hands tighter and feeling a little ups and downs.
She is getting married.
She had thought back to the scene of her wedding many times, but she never expected it to be so grand, and her heart was filled with uncontrollable happiness.
Recalling the initial acquaintance between the two, she smiled sweetly. It seemed a bit careless, but she really felt that she might have accumulated blessings for several lifetimes to make her so happy in this life.
The happy smile on his lips could not be suppressed.
Mother Zheng looked at her daughter, who was dressed up in red. She shed tears, not of sadness, but of joy.
He clasped his hands together and kept muttering in his mouth, as if he was chanting some blessing words.
"The groom has arrived~"
The man guarding the door shouted.
Qian Wen distributed wedding candies and cigarettes to those who helped in the Zheng family's courtyard to cheer them up.
Mother Zheng stood at the door and looked at Qian Wen.
"Mom, I'm here to pick up Juan'er." Qian Wen changed his mind.
"Okay, okay, good boy, I can rest assured that Juan'er will follow you." Mother Zheng's hands were trembling with excitement.
Zheng's mother reached out and took Qian Wen's hand and led her into the back room, where Zheng Juan, dressed in bright red festive Hanfu, was sitting dignifiedly.
Qian Wen slowly approached.
"Juan'er~"
"Hmm~"
Zheng Juan's voice was very low, and her voice was full of coquettishness.
Qian Wen suddenly hugged Zheng Juan, and Zheng Juan wrapped her arms around his neck, her heart beating like a deer bumping around.
The master who followed at the door was already playing and playing. It wasn't all perfect, but it was very lively.
Qian Wen carried Zheng Juan towards the red sedan chair amid the sound of festive gongs and drums.
In fact, there are still some customs for accepting relatives, but they are now omitted.
The firecrackers prepared early were caught up and lit on National Day.
There was a blast of gongs and drums and a blast of firecrackers.
In the eyes of everyone's blessings, Qian Wen hugged Zheng Juan and carried her into the sedan chair.
After picking up the bride, the journey back was even more lively.
As for the old Zhou family, Li Suhua had already been looking forward to it.
Many relatives and friends were also looking at the intersection.
"Here comes the bride."
At the intersection, three children came running happily.
"Set off firecrackers," the wedding host said.
Crackling, crackling~
The big red sedan stopped at the door, Qian Wen looked through the curtain, bent down and took out Zheng Juan with a red hijab.
"Welcoming newcomers~"
Relatives and friends stood in two rows and looked at them with blessings. Qian Wen walked slowly past with Zheng Juan in his arms.
"So happy~"
“So romantic~”
"The old Zhou family has a great Zhou Bingkun."
"Why did I make a mistake at the beginning? If I had known that Zhou Bingkun, the old Zhou family, was so promising, he would have been a matchmaker for our daughter."
Neighbors were talking about it.
"Chunyan, this damn girl.
He and Bingkun can be considered childhood sweethearts, but they actually lost to Taiping Hutong.
Look at Bingkun now, I will regret her to death in the future." Of course Qiao Chunyan's mother came and was standing in the crowd, scolding her daughter Qiao Chunyan to her husband.
If my daughter and Zhou Bingkun were on good terms, she would be the one taking the spotlight today.
Mother Qiao thought and scolded her daughter secretly.
All the way to the living room, it has been decorated into a festive worship scene.
There is also a portrait of *** hanging on the wall.
Li Suhua sat upright on the seat, looking at the two people in front of her.
There was a smile on his face. He looked at his son and then his daughter-in-law, and he felt so beautiful.
"Worship heaven and earth."
"Two bows to the high hall."
"Husband and wife pay homage."
"Send it to the bridal chamber."
The ceremony went smoothly. Zheng Juan entered their wedding room with everyone's blessing eyes and words.
Cai Xiaoguang looked at this happy scene and turned to look at Zhou Rong beside him.
Zhou Rong was silent at this time.
Some close friends and relatives followed the wedding room, and they wanted to have a wedding ceremony!
In the bridal chamber, Zheng Juan, who was wearing a red hijab, pursed her lips and her eyes were full of love.
"Juan'er~" Qian Wen said softly.
"Yeah~" Zheng Juan agreed softly.
The red hijab was gently lifted, and the beautiful Zheng Juan appeared in his eyes.
Under the red Hanfu, Zheng Juan is beautiful and touching, with a pretty red face, charming and pitiful.
Everyone was also amazed and lamented that he married such a beautiful wife.
Under the cheers of everyone, Qian Wen and Zheng Juan drank a glass of wine.
Having fun in the wedding room is essential.
But it's not too much, like eating concentric fruits, drop a fruit with a rope, bite it open with your mouth, and get half of it for each person.
They are all lively and harmless little games.
Then Qian Wen and Zheng Juan went to receive today's guests.
At night, the old Zhou family, which had been busy all day, finally became quiet.
Qian Wen and Zheng Juan sent away the last group of relatives and friends.
Li Suhua had taken a rest early.
Qian Wen and Zheng Juan looked at each other and smiled.
Qian Wen whispered in Zheng Juan's ear, "Let's go back to the room too."
Zheng Juan lowered her head when she heard the sound and nodded.
Qian Wen pulled Zheng Juan towards the wedding room on the second floor.
The four great joys in life.
A long drought brings sweet rain, meeting an old friend in a foreign land, the night of flowers and candles in the wedding room, and the time of inscription on the gold medal list.
Today is the wedding night.
Zheng Juan was a little nervous and sat upright on the edge of the bed. After entering the door and sitting down, she closed her eyes slightly and her long eyelashes trembled slightly.
Just like the little white rabbit.
Qian Wen smiled softly, sat next to her, and took her little white hand.
Zheng Juan still didn't move, but her delicate body stiffened.
Qian Wen smiled and took out a large red jewelry box.
"Juan'er, open your eyes and take a look."
Her eyelashes trembled slightly, her big beautiful eyes opened, and a dazzling gold jewelry appeared in front of her eyes.
"Gold bracelet?" Zheng Juan covered her mouth and looked at Qian Wen in surprise.
"Well, do you like it?" Qian Wen gently put it on Zheng Juan and raised his wrist. The fair skin and the golden bracelet complement each other, which is so beautiful.
He had prepared this bracelet a year ago, just waiting for this moment.
"I like it." Zheng Juan didn't say anything too precious, but rested her head on Qian Wen's shoulder.
From this moment on, the two of them are one person, regardless of each other, and the two of them rely on each other.
Qian Wen hugged Zheng Juan's shoulders, and the two of them leaned their heads together, enjoying the moment quietly.
The house is cozy, warm and overflowing with happiness.
After a long time.
"Wife~"
"Husband~"
"It's getting dark, let's take a rest."
"Um."
Zheng Juan is charming and naive, and her voice is as loud as a mosquito or an ant. If Qian Wen hadn't been so smart, she would have almost been unable to hear her.
Lights off.
Screaming, some crying and choking.
Little plum blossoms fall.
The moon is extraordinarily round today, a cloud drifts by, and the bright moon covers my shy face.
the next day.
Zheng Juan woke up at dawn.
With her beautiful eyes open, she looked at Qian Wen, who was sleeping soundly next to her, and suddenly smiled sweetly.
He gently lifted the quilt, and when he moved, his thin eyebrows furrowed slightly, but he still stood up and put on his shoes.
Suddenly, an arm wrapped around her slender waist.
"It's not day yet."
Zheng Juan heard the sound, showed her face, and turned around to see Qian Wen's head pressed against her waist, but his eyes were closed.
The quilt slipped a little, so Zheng Juan stretched out her hand to tuck the corner of the quilt for him, put her hand on his face, and said gently, "You can continue to sleep. It's getting daybreak. I'm going to cook. You and mom will wake up just in time to eat."
Qian Wen opened his sleepy eyes, put his arm around her waist, leaned forward, pressed on her delicate body, and gently bit her red lips.
Zheng Juan cried out tenderly, leaning against Qian Wen, her cheeks were rosy, and her eyes had a different kind of moving water.
"Don't worry, I'll take a nap and I'll do it later. You have a rest today." Qian Wen said softly.
"That's alright. It's my duty to take care of this family. You can sleep peacefully." Zheng Juan refused and held his head.
The stove in the house was very strong, and the house was warm, without any chill at all. Zheng Juan was wearing only a bellyband, and her exquisite curves were clearly visible. Qian Wengu swallowed his saliva.
The voice could be clearly heard in the room. Zheng Juan blushed and whispered, "Big bad guy."
This charming voice.
Plump, round and delicate body.
Qian Wen couldn't bear it any longer, and hugged Zheng Juan suddenly, bending down and pressing on her.
"Yeah, Bingkun, don't, it hurts."
Qian Wen stopped for a moment.
"then what do I do."
Feeling the difference, Zheng Juan blushed, hesitated, and whispered in Qian Wen's ear.
Qian Wen shook his head, "Forget it, let's wait a few days."
"It's okay." Zheng Juan whispered.
Qian Wen still shook his head, stood up and started to get dressed.
Zheng Juan smiled sweetly and stood up.
"Juan'er, stop moving and sleep well." Qian Wen held her down.
"No, please let me get up." Feeling the irresistible strength on her shoulders, Zheng Juan said coquettishly.
She didn't want to give her mother-in-law a bad impression on the first day of her marriage. Although Zhou's mother might not think so, she couldn't sleep. She had to take on the responsibilities of a wife after getting married.
Zheng Juan looked serious, and Qian Wen also knew that he couldn't stop him, so he would just do more later.
Zheng Juan's coquettish look is very charming, touching and lovable.
Qian Wen stroked her hair and said, "Call me brother and I will let you get up."
Zheng Juan was startled, then Jiaohan cooperated, "Brother~"
With a little hoarseness and a soft and charming voice, Qian Wen instantly had both Ren and Du's meridians connected.
So he decided, "You will call me brother from now on."
Who doesn’t have some quirks yet?
Zheng Juan's pretty face became even more rosy, with a flirtatious look in the corners of her eyes, "When we are just two people together, how about I call you that again?"
Qian Wen shook his head decisively, saying that raising a wife should start with addressing her.
When I get up every day, I say "Brother, a charming and charming person", and there is no day when I am not full of energy.
Zheng Juan proposed to reject it.
Zheng Juan hummed helplessly, sometimes the other party is so domineering.
Last night, the two of them simply scrubbed themselves. Qian Wen didn't want to move at that time, but Zheng Juan wanted to collect the plum blossom cloth. After putting it away, she took the washbasin in the room and the kettle on the stove.
Wipe them both with towels.
After getting dressed, Zheng Juan took off the gold bracelet she was wearing and put it in the jewelry box.
"Why don't you wear it? It suits you very well." Qian Wen said.
“I don’t have it with me at home, it’s inconvenient for work.
Besides, if you wear this in the photo album, people will be jealous." Zheng Juan said while holding Qian Wen's big hand.
Qian Wen kissed her forehead fiercely and said, "My wife is virtuous."
Zheng Juan gave him a beautiful look.
The two of them went downstairs to make breakfast. Unexpectedly, there was already a noise in the kitchen.
"Mom?" they both said in unison.
"Mom, why are you up?" Qian Wen asked.
"Mom, let me do it." Zheng Juan hurriedly stepped forward.
"Why are you guys up? I'm planning to make some food and I'm calling you.
Juan'er, don't move, just rest." Seeing Zheng Juan frowning slightly as she walked, of course she knew what was going on.