Chapter four hundred and ninety seventh wedding date
"Brother Xuan," Mrs. Song complained, "you always want your daughter to spend the New Year's reunion at her parents' house."
Mr. Song Er seemed to have thought of something and raised his head: "Is Brother Xuan planning to return to Quanzhou this year?"
Although Song Chengxuan kept a straight face, he was speechless when asked.
"I forgot about this," Old Mrs. Song frowned, "If I couldn't get Miss Xu to marry me years ago, I'm afraid I'd have to have another grandchild. Quanzhou will be deserted this year."
"Otherwise, we can all stay in Beijing," Mrs. Song Er said with great interest. "We will take over the children at home and celebrate the New Year in Beijing. It can be regarded as borrowing Brother Xuan's light and letting us see the prosperity of Beijing."
Mrs. Song smiled and said, "You are very smart." She looked at Song Chengxuan and said, "Brother Xuan, can you tell me? If you go back to Quanzhou for the New Year, we will all go back. If you stay in Beijing, we will follow you."
it's here.
Don't be silent, you have to give us an accurate message. You can fool my old lady on weekdays, but this is definitely not possible."
When Mrs. Song said this, Song Chengxuan felt a little embarrassed, but he still said sternly: "The imperial court has not sent any errands. My grandson must stay in Beijing and wait for news."
"Look," Mrs. Song said, "your second uncle is really right. Brother Xuan is a child who has experienced outside, but he is different. He mentioned this matter in front of me in a serious manner, with a face.
My heart is not beating, I remember when your second aunt returned to her parents' home for a long time, and your second uncle wanted to pick her up, and made an excuse to go shopping in front of me. I felt guilty when I looked at him, and after a few words, he revealed the truth.
Too ashamed to see anyone..."
Old Mrs. Song brought up old things again, and Mr. Song couldn't help but blush.
"It seems that when Qing Huan gets married, I will be doubly nice to her, so that I can win over my grandson."
Mrs. Song's joking voice kept coming. Song Chengxuan was still sitting upright, as if he was not affected at all, but the outline of his face became softer. He remembered the scene when his parents were joking. He sat aside and pursed his lips to listen.
, he would occasionally snicker along with him, and when someone looked over, he would immediately straighten his face and continue reading the book in his hand.
After the incident in Prince Wei's Mansion, he no longer had a home, but now he felt that he was getting closer and closer to home.
"Okay," Mrs. Song stood up, "I'm tired too. You all go and have a rest. Tomorrow, when Mr. Xue and his wife come to pick up the auspicious date, you will also help me take stock of the betrothal gifts and send them over."
Everyone agrees.
Old Mrs. Song looked at Song Chengxuan: "I have also read the list of betrothal gifts that you brought to Beijing. There are quite a lot of them. Before, I was afraid that I would not bring out enough and humiliate the Hou family. Now that you have added them, it is indeed true."
It's quite considerate, but that's not what the Hou Mansion looks at, but whether you can be nice to Qing Huan. When you go to the Hou Mansion as a guest, you can't always keep a straight face."
Song Chengxuan said: "My grandson will remember it."
Old Mrs. Song couldn't help but sigh and said, remember, her eyebrows are not as cold as ice, as long as Qing Huan doesn't dislike her.
"You go!" Mrs. Song sent Song Chengxuan away.
As soon as Song Chengxuan stepped out of the door, Mrs. Song Er said: "Mom, brother Xuan is very powerful. He has saved so much money outside."
"Brother Xuan left home at such a young age just for today."
"Save up your capital and get married in a good time."
This is the voice of Mr. Song Er.
Song Chengxuan walked forward, but found that Yong Ye had not followed him. He turned around and saw that Yong Ye was still standing under the window, listening carefully.
Song Chengxuan frowned.
Yongye took a long time before slowly stepping forward.
"Does it sound good?" Song Chengxuan's voice was low.
Yong Ye immediately shook his head and defended: "I just want to say something for the young master, but..."
Song Chengxuan frowned and stopped.
Yongye swallowed. He was as timid as a mouse and did not dare to continue: "However, the second master's words really leave me unable to refute."
Song Chengxuan narrowed his eyes. It seemed that next time he would leave Zhao Tong behind and let Yong Ye go back and enjoy the cold wind to wake up.
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Xu Qinghuan felt the atmosphere of getting married.
The house was decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, because the fifth uncle also came back from the north and brought the fifth aunt to the house to help.
Qing Huan secretly looked at the boxes and cages brought by the Song family from the front, and then went back to tell Qing Huan.
"I counted a total of thirty-two lifts. The Song family said that they follow the etiquette of the capital. This is Najib's small gift. It only takes half a lift. When it comes to the big ceremony, it will cost at least one hundred and two lifts.
Lift eighteen!"
Xu Qinghuan finally made a pair of shoes. He felt his eyes were dazzled, but he was still a little surprised. Although he had to give a gift when he was married, no one gave it like this. It was like giving a big betrothal gift.
Xu Qingyue said with a smile: "The Song family is afraid that my sister will run away, so they want to use this to suppress her. I heard Baoshan from the Song family said that it is better to do it all at once, fix the wedding date, and all the big betrothals. The Song family is well prepared."
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Xu Qinghuan's heart was pounding wildly when he heard it.
The wedding date is set for the eighth day of March.
The Song family chose three dates, the latest of which was February. Finally, at Mrs. Xu's insistence, they kept their granddaughter at her parents' house for an extra month.
After hearing the date of the wedding, Xu Qinghuan felt a little disappointed. She was about to leave the Anyi Marquis Mansion. From now on, she could no longer just stay with her grandmother, accompany her mother to do housework, watch her father practice boxing, and listen to her brother being noisy and beaten.
sound.
Xu Qinghuan and Qingyue stayed in Mrs. Xu's room for two days. Mrs. Xu talked to her granddaughter, talking about the situation when she got married, and also told Qinghuan and Qingyue some family affairs.
Both girls feel that they can still live comfortably in their parents' homes.
After seeing Xu Qingyue off, Xu Qinghuan wore a cloak and went to the garden to see the scenery. The weather was not too cold, and she felt very comfortable walking in the yard.
It would be great if you could always be at home.
Xu Qinghuan was just thinking when he heard a voice coming from behind: "Repent?"
His voice was deeper than usual.
Xu Qinghuan turned around and saw Song Chengxuan. Her family had been busy these past two days, and many female relatives in Beijing came to see her. In addition, she had been staying with her grandmother, so they had no chance to meet.
Xu Qinghuan nodded: "A little bit."
Song Chengxuan's eyes flashed.
Xu Qinghuan said with a smile: "What if we change the wedding date, not the eighth day of March, but the third day of August..."
Before she could finish her words, she saw him walking forward, then she was picked up, and in a flash, the two of them were behind the rockery.
He lowered his head, and his hot breath hit her neck, making her feel itchy and numb.
A servant's voice came from outside: "Where has the eldest lady gone? She was still here just now."
"The madam sent a message to ask for the eldest lady to come over."
Xu Qinghuan raised her head and looked at Song Chengxuan, indicating that it was time for her to leave, but he hugged her tightly and wouldn't let go.
Wait until the servants outside have gone away.
Xu Qinghuan's cheeks turned red: "My mother will be anxious if she can't find me."