Today, Song Xiaochun's wedding banquet was extremely lively. There were busy people and lively scenes inside and outside the Song Mansion.
Mr. Song and Mrs. Song entertained the guests with smiles and bright faces. At this moment, they seemed to be more than ten years younger.
Many guests couldn't help but sigh when they saw this.
Sure enough, people feel refreshed when happy events occur.
Song Xiaochun, dressed as the groom, even attracted the attention of many female guests.
His stern face, dark and deep eyes, tall figure, and bronze complexion give him a mature charm.
Especially when going to pick up the bride, riding on a tall horse makes many young ladies who have not yet left the court feel their hearts pounding.
I do not know how long it has been.
There was a sound of gongs, drums and firecrackers.
The bride's sedan stopped in front of the Song family's gate. Song Xiaochun got off his horse, came to the sedan, and led the bride, who was covered with a red hijab, into the Song family's wedding hall.
Next came the worship hall, where the husband and wife bowed to each other. After Mrs. Song asked the two newlyweds to live a good life in the future, the bride was led into the bridal chamber by Song Xiaochun amidst the noise of the guests.
The bride sat on the edge of the bed, her slender fingers slightly clenching the red handkerchief.
Although it was not Yang Yulan's first time getting married, she was still a little nervous.
"Don't be nervous. You're hungry. There are some sweethearts on the table. I'll go outside to entertain the guests!" Song Xiaochun's tone was calm, but it showed comfort and concern.
Yang Yulan said softly "Hmm", and Song Xiaochun slowly walked out of the bridal chamber and went to toast the congratulatory guests.
"Xiaochun, congratulations, I wish you a baby soon!"
Seeing Song Xiaochun approaching, Bu Fan smiled and raised his glass.
"It will be as you wish!"
Song Xiaochun looked indifferent and nodded lightly. Bu Fan muttered in his heart, so confident.
After that, Song Xiaochun toasted Song Lezi again, and Song Lezi took out a book from his sleeve and stuffed it into Song Xiaochun's sleeve.
"What did you give me?" Song Xiaochun looked confused.
"This is a good treasure that I have treasured for many years. You will know when you open it at night!"
Song Leizi smiled strangely. Song Xiaochun frowned and wanted to refuse, but thinking that this was Song Lezi's kindness, he accepted it.
Seeing this scene, Bu Fan knew what Song Leizi gave Song Xiaochun without asking.
After Song Xiaochun left, Bu Fan looked at Song Leizi and said with a smile: "Don't you want to have a wedding ceremony again tonight?"
"I want to make trouble, but Lao Song won't do it. He just told me again and again not to make trouble in Xiaochun's bridal chamber, and even gave me and all the brothers red envelopes!"
Song Laizi shrugged his shoulders and said a little innocently.
Bu Fan laughed and shook his head.
Speaking of which, Song Leizi and his brothers were the ones who caused the most violent nuisances during the wedding ceremony in the town. However, Song Lezi and his brothers were ruthless, but they also knew how to behave appropriately.
The banquet ended very late, and after Bu Fan said goodbye to Song Yuanwai and his wife, the family strolled back.
It's not that they didn't come in a donkey cart, but Bu Fan decided to walk back because the weather was nice tonight. Dani didn't object, and Xiao Man and the others naturally didn't object either.
In this way, Bu Fan's family strolled along the path, heading home slowly in the night wind.
Tonight may be a wonderful night.
…
at the same time.
After Song Xiaochun finally sent away all the guests, he returned to the new house. Yang Yulan sat quietly on the edge of the bed, just like a picture of a beautiful woman sitting in meditation.
Song Xiaochun lifted up the red hijab, and a charming face came into view. Song Xiaochun was slightly startled, because the Yang Yulan at this moment was different from the ones he had seen before.
But if you look closely, it's Yang Yulan again.
Yang Yulan was so embarrassed that Song Xiaochun stared at her so hard that she couldn't help but blush twice on her face, and her heart was pounding.
The reason why she bumped into each other was mainly because Song Xiaochun looked more handsome than before.
Song Xiaochun came to his senses, poured two glasses of wine from the table, and brought them to Yang Yulan.
Yang Yulan understood that this was a drink exchange, and the two people's movements seemed a bit unfamiliar. Song Xiaochun didn't know how to cross drinks, and Yang Yulan was nervous inside.
After several failures, the two of them finished drinking and exchanged glasses of wine.
Then, the two of them sat on the edge of the bed in silence.
Song Xiaochun's expression looked very plain, as if he were a stone statue.
But Yang Yulan was not as calm as Song Xiaochun. Her heartbeat was beating rapidly at this moment, her slender fingers tightly grasped the red handkerchief, and her thoughts were spinning thousands of times.
But as time gradually passed, Yang Yulan's original nervous mood gradually stabilized.
Yang Yulan was a little confused.
Could it be that Master Song sat quietly all the time to avoid her being nervous and embarrassed.
Thinking about it this way, Yang Yulan was not as nervous as before.
But as the saying goes, the emperor is not in a hurry, but others are.
At this moment, a servant hurriedly came to the lobby and reported the situation over Song Xiaochun to Yuan Wai Song and Mrs. Song. Yuan Wai Song and Mrs. Song were a little surprised.
"You mean there's no movement at all in the young master's room?" Song Yuanwai asked.
The boy nodded, "The lights haven't been turned off!"
Officer Song and Mrs. Song looked at each other, and Officer Song waved his hand, "Go and explore again, and come back immediately if anything happens!"
The boy immediately took the order and left.
"Madam, you said it's been so long, why is there no movement at all in Xiaochun's room?" Song Yuanwai asked a little puzzled.
"You ask me, who should I ask?"
Mrs. Song rolled her eyes at her husband angrily, but suddenly thought of something, "Did you explain everything when Xiaochun got married?"
"Absolutely. Didn't you see that Xiaochun's marriage went smoothly?" Song Yuanwai nodded affirmatively.
"I'm not telling you about getting married, I'm telling you..." Mrs. Song immediately whispered a few words into Mr. Song's ear.
"Huh? Do you need to be taught about this?" Song Yuanwai said with wide eyes.
"No need for teaching? Do you still want to expect your son to be self-taught?"
Seeing her husband's appearance, Mrs. Song was sure that her husband had not told her son the most important matter of getting married, and she immediately said angrily.
"Isn't it?" Song Yuanwai asked.
Mrs. Song suddenly didn't know what to say, and Song Yuanwai said: "When I got married, my old man didn't explain it to me? Didn't I just get married anyway?"
"Look what you can do, you didn't know it was me..."
Mrs. Song paused suddenly and did not continue.
In fact, the truth of the matter is that before getting married, Mrs. Song's mother gave her a pamphlet for her to read privately. What happened that night was that she guided her husband, not the so-called self-taught behavior of her husband.
"What are you?" But Song Yuanwai asked with some confusion.
Mrs. Song thought about it for a while, but she decided to tell the story so that Mr. Song would not be too proud. Moreover, they had been a married couple for many years and had nothing to be ashamed of.
When Song Yuanwai heard this, he was stunned.
I thought he was the king, but I didn't expect him to be...