Chapter 838 Fuck, Feng Qingbai, You Actually Have the Same Hands and Feet!
"This box is the dowry I prepared for you. Our family's wedding banquet is for a daughter-in-law and a daughter-in-law. How can a daughter-in-law do without a dowry? Now that the things are in your hands, you will keep them yourself in the future. I I know that you and Zhiqiu both know how to live, and you can allocate and use the things inside as you like. Grandma and I only have one wish, to live a good life after we get married, and that's fine."
After receiving the box, there was a smooth and cool touch under his hand, and Liu Muqiu's eyes were slightly red.
Grandma said a long time ago that she would prepare a dowry for her, but she didn't really care about it.
But when the box was actually handed over to her, it made her cry.
Grandma really treats her like a granddaughter, just like a baby girl.
"Grandma, brother Zhiqiu and I will live a good life after we get married. Your wish is also my wish." Putting the box aside, Liu Muqiu hugged the old woman's waist and snuggled into her arms.
The old lady was busy working on the stove all day long, her body was full of smoke and smoke, and Liu Muqiu felt that it didn't smell bad at all when it poured into her nose.
That is the taste of life.
The people in the entire Liu family compound are living a down-to-earth life, not seeking wealth and glory, but only seeking a lifetime of Changan.
She is truly a member of the family.
"The auspicious time has come, are the people inside ready? Zhiqiu is going in to pick up the bride!"
"Ready!" Without waiting for anyone else to answer, Liu Muqiu immediately raised his voice to answer.
"Pfft! Mu Qiu, how much do you hate being married?" Shi Qianrou laughed, "If you're like this, should we embarrass Qiu later?"
Liu Yusheng shook his head and sighed softly, "I don't think it's necessary, just open the door to make way. With Mu Qiu's appearance, I can't wait to pay homage to my second brother right away."
Liu Muqiu's face turned red, and he looked left and right, "Where's my red hijab? Xianrou, sister-in-law, niece, help me find it, Brother Zhiqiu is coming soon!"
After pulling off the red hijab, he immediately ran to the bedside and sat upright, folded his hands to make a dignified and dignified appearance, "Xianrou, don't be too embarrassing brother Qiu later, let him give each of you a small red envelope and open the door , or the auspicious time will be missed!"
The three people next to each other hugged each other again, even Chen Xiulan and Du Juan couldn't help laughing, and the old woman even showed a wrinkle in her face.
The sound of footsteps approaching, Liu Muqiu's hands clenched tightly, the eyelashes under the red hijab were trembling with tension, and the corners of his mouth curved into a curve that could not be suppressed.
She is finally going to marry Zhiqiu, and as long as she pays her respects, she will be Zhiqiu's wife.
Now that the wedding dress is put on, Zhiqiu is also waiting at the door to come in to pick her up, there will be no further changes, it is a certainty.
She is Zhiqiu's person.
Zhiqiu finally belongs to her completely.
The excitement and joy of getting what she wanted made her tremble all over.
"Little Bailian, are you ready? We are getting married." A man's low voice came through the door.
"Brother Zhiqiu, I'm ready!"
Shi Xianrou was weak, "Little Bailian, you can't talk to the groom before the wedding ceremony..."
"..." Liu Muqiu choked up, "They're all from my family, yes, it should be okay, right?"
Everyone lost their temper by her hatred.
Outside the door, the man smiled happily when he heard her answer.
Liu Muqiu quietly rolled his eyes.
"Sister-in-law, niece, stone, and red envelopes are ready, just open the door for me. Xiao Bailian and I don't need that kind of formality, and I prefer her and me to marry directly."
"Open the door and open the door. Everyone is very happy to welcome someone to the wedding hall!" Qian Wanjin took the red envelope from Liu Zhiqiu's hand and stuffed it into the crack of the door. What's the point of embarrassing the groom? When we get married, we'll do the same to Zhiqiu and Xiaobailian!"
The people inside covered their faces, muffled laughter one after another.
What's the matter? Bride and groom agree, open the door.
So as not to be blamed in the end.
Du Juan stepped forward to open the door, looking forward to the brat's marriage for many years, and she wanted to see them pay homage immediately, and a daughter-in-law would call her mother in front of her in the future.
The door opened with a creak, footsteps approached, a pair of big hands with well-articulated joints separated Liu Muqiu's fingers that were about to be strangled, and bent over to hug her easily.
"Little Bailian, let's go to worship."
Not daring to speak any more, Liu Muqiu nodded, and the red hijab swayed slightly with her movements, making the bride's face red and the groom's eyes dazzled.
The crowd clustered behind the couple, and followed them slowly towards the main room.
At the entrance of Xinghua Village, the sound of horseshoes is urgent.
The speed of the horse is so fast that one can only feel a ray of purple wind passing by.
The guard at the back of the man pushed the horse to the fastest speed and was still thrown away by a long distance.
Homecoming is like an arrow.
As soon as I entered the village, I heard the sound of cannons firing from the village.
This is to worship.
The distance from the entrance of the village to the Liu family compound, at this moment, makes people on horseback feel too long, and they cannot reach it in the blink of an eye.
The banquet table for the wedding banquet was set up the whole aisle, and there was no way to move forward when it was 100 meters away from the compound.
Feng Qingbai got off his horse and ran towards the compound regardless of his appearance.
Someone along the road stood up and bowed to call the prince, but they turned a deaf ear and had no time to pay attention.
Rushing into the courtyard gate, a couple of newlyweds had just stepped into the main room. Among the crowd, Feng Qingbai saw at a glance the longing figure, who was plumper than when he left.
A smile rose from the corner of his mouth, and he slowed down, "Shengsheng."
Liu Yusheng turned around quickly.
The courtyard was noisy, and she still heard the soft call amidst the noise.
——Sheng Sheng.
The four eyes met, and a soft smile appeared on the woman's face.
The smile on Feng Qingbai's face deepened, and Qingjun's face shone brightly. When he was about to walk towards the woman, his gaze inadvertently passed over the woman's abdomen, then quickly moved back, and stopped.
The smile froze on his face.
boom! The man was unstable and fell to the side, knocking over the table beside him, and the bowls, chopsticks and plates fell to the ground, creating a mess.
The vegetable juice was all over his body, and he was in a mess.
But the eyes seemed to be frozen, without blinking, and locked tightly on the woman's abdomen.
Raised, swelling like a ball.
"Feng Qingbai, you're back." The woman tilted her head slightly, staring at him with a light smile, and under his gaze, she rested her abdomen lightly with her hands, using this movement to confirm his conjecture.
"Feng Qingbai, why are you still lying on the ground? Hurry up! Zhiqiu is getting married today, you came back to make trouble!" Behind the woman, Qian Wanjin's voice was bluffing as usual.
The man got up from the ground and walked towards the woman mechanically, step by step, no matter how he walked, he felt that it was not smooth.
There was no expression on his face, his eyes were wide open, and the dark eyes were surging with waves. The heaving of his chest went from mild to severe, and finally became extremely violent.
But he didn't dare to breathe, he held his breath, afraid that if he breathed wrongly, what he saw was just an illusion.
The people around watched the prince walking towards the princess of Nanling, and did not dare to make any gaffes. None of the familiar guys in the room would bear it, especially Feng Qingbai.
Qian Wanjin laughed wildly first, and pointed at Feng Qingbai to laugh, "Fuck, Feng Qingbai, you actually have the same hands and feet!"
Chapter 3... Little goblins, it's twelve o'clock, and I haven't written Chapter 4, what a waste of hand speed! What a pain! I'm going to take a shower and rest, and I'll get up tomorrow to continue~ I want to say that I didn't mean to Cave, I thought I could code out four chapters... Oh, I'll go! Don't smash don't smash! Head bag!