The beauty and misfortune fall into the soup, and the love is impulsive and small words are left.

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Li mother shook her head and sighed, never thinking that kneeling in the yard would be her son's idea. She only felt that Xiao Yan was kneeling in the rain and insisted on marrying A Li. After thinking about it carefully, she felt extremely complicated. She felt that Xiao Yan was a real person and felt that she was impulsive and willful in her actions.

Nowadays, large and small dowry boxes are piled up in the main room, and A Li did not speak out against this matter. In addition, Xiao’s mother persuaded her that it was not good for Li’s mother to be a bad person who beat “mandarin ducks”, so she reluctantly It is a nod to agree to the marriage.

Mother Xiao moved very quickly. As soon as Li mother nodded her head, she found someone to calculate the auspicious day, for fear that the mother and son would regret it when they went out.

The Xiao family's action of marrying was so fast, which made the mother's heart more and more tense, and she always felt that she had lost something invisibly?

Looking at the banquet list in her hand, how could she know that her son's innocent body had already been lost to Xiao Yan, otherwise she would be castrated with a package of herbs!

'Hey. ’

I sighed from my mother, and I thought that I would marry. Fortunately, the other party is the daughter of his good friend. In the future, Ah Li will be able to live in peace under the protection of Xiao's mother, which is better than walking around with him to no fixed place.

Originally, it was okay to be away from home, although it was not as big as the Xiao family, at least there was a small pharmacy and medical center on hand. The middle-aged husband and wife had a son who guarded the pharmacy and lived a small life, and even lived happily until Ah Li's father died of a serious illness.

Overnight, the drugstore was sold, and the world was turned upside down. There was one less person in the good family of three. From then on, the mother took her son away from the sad place.

Coincidentally, at that time, "Xiao Yan" was ill, and Xiao's mother sent someone to invite the mother and son from home, and it was considered a temporary place to stay.

When his son married, he had mixed feelings about leaving his mother. He only hoped that Xiao Yan would not let Ah Li be the same as she promised in the rain in the future, and that he would be able to admit less messy people in the future. Her family A Li can't speak, and then she will really become a dumb loss.

After the wedding date was determined, Xiao's residence was immediately set up, decorated with lanterns and festive messages.

As the bridegroom who is to be married in the boudoir, A Li has always looked flat, with neither joy nor disappointment in his eyebrows, as if this matter had nothing to do with him, even when he met Xiao Yan, his eyes were filled with poisonous hatred. The meaning is gone.

Xu Shi dissipated, and Xu Shi was hidden even more deeply by him, at least his face seemed flat and relieved.

Xiao Yan couldn't figure out whether this was a good thing or a bad thing, so he could only press his doubts and think about the future. It really doesn't work...then several times a day!

The wedding day has come.

The people who combed A Li's hair and opened his face were all found by the Xiao family. Li's mother was standing behind A Li wearing a crimson elder costume, and the groomer in front of him was taking a shiny jade comb to A Li's hair.

If Ah Li's father was still there, he should do this.

Li Mu watched for a while, and took two steps forward to take the jade comb from Lang Jun's hand. When he spoke, his voice was hoarse, "I'll come."

A Li raised his eyes and looked at his mother who was standing behind him in the bronze mirror. His heart was sour, his eyebrows lowered, and his fingers on his legs clenched his clothes.

"You can't help your mother, I can't accompany you for the rest of your life. After you get married, your temperament is a little softer. They are both husband and wife who share the same bed. They are close relatives and loved ones who want to get along for the rest of their lives. There is no need to fight hard. If you lose and I win, if you encounter something big or small, you might as well just turn a blind eye and let it pass."

The more Li Mu said, the more her throat became choked up, and the eyes of the man who brushed his hair beside him were flushed, and he withdrew gently.

"Squeak" sounded softly and the door was closed.

Li Mu's palm held A Li's thick black hair as smooth as silk and satin, and her eyes were gentle and reluctant, "On your happy day, my mother has nothing to give you." She took out a red silk from her arms. The slender cloth bag was slowly unfolded for Ah Li to see, "This thing is all of my parents, and I will give it to you today."

Silver needles of different sizes are inserted into the cloth bag at equal intervals, and the needles are sharp and gleaming with cold light. This is all for the healer, and every needle has saved people's lives.

A Li's fingertips moved slightly, and he looked down at the needle bag in his mother's hands, and his eyes slowly moved from the silver needle to her hand. Those hands were rough and dry, like the corners of the mouth and brows, and they were full of wrinkles, showing their old age.

A Li's chest was stuffy and his vision was a little blurry. He took a deep breath and took off the needle bag with a smile on his back.

I made up mind secretly, but can't let mother worry about the future.

A Li clenched the cloth bag tightly in the palm of his hand, and was supported by his mother Li out of the main room to the wedding sedan chair.

Mr. Sing Li, who was invited by Mother Xiao at the door, saw the newcomer come out, and immediately shouted loudly:

"Four people carry the flower sedan chair, a hibiscus is blooming today, step on the sedan chair with your left foot to give birth to a noble girl, and step on the sedan chair with your right foot, Fululai - get up the sedan chair!"

This is a solemn treatment that can only be given to a husband. If the woman's family is not careful, and she is married to a man who has no status or status, she is afraid that a small sedan chair will be carried directly into the house.

The uneasiness in Li's mother's heart was shattered by the crackling sound of happy cannons outside the door. The corners of her eyes and brows slowly raised a smile, and she patted the back of A Li's hand comfortingly and sent him to the sedan chair.

The marriage of the Xiao family's daughter is a major event in the county. Even though the person lives in the Xiao family's backyard, they have to carry it around the county seat.

Xiao Yan sat on the back of a horse, and Ah Feng walked slowly beside him holding the reins. Next to him was the beating team with the loud sound of suona, and behind him was the sedan chair carrying Ah Li.

As a human being, Xiao Yan was the first to marry a husband.

She couldn't tell what she felt in her heart, first she was lost, and then she was full. It was only now that she felt a little real in this world.

The family that received the relatives stopped at the gate of Xiao's residence, and Xiao Yan rolled over and dismounted. When the attendants on both sides of the sedan chair saw her striding forward, they bowed down and lowered their eyes and deferentially lifted the sedan curtain to reveal the bridegroom sitting inside.

A Li was dressed in red today, and although he was covered by a hijab, he couldn't see his eyes clearly, but Xiao Yan could still imagine his cold and abstinent face under the hijab.

He Xu was frowning and pursing his lips impatiently, Xu was stretching his brows and his face was calm, no matter what kind of expression he had, he could hit the bullseye and tug at the string in Xiao Yan's heart.

...and then, with the heat all over his body, he ran to the next three roads non-stop along the heartstrings.

The cold and detached eyebrows and the red clothes that are like fiery clouds are double the temptation of the ice and fire. People can't help but want to see the ends of his eyebrows and eyes because he is clinging to the red of lust and lust, and his cheeks are crimson. Like wearing a red dress.

A Li to her, like a little spark in an oil bucket, it can be fried with a little swirl.

Until the slender, white hand sticks out of the red sleeve and stretches out from the sedan chair...

Xiao Yan breathed for a while, and his heart was full of heat and was abruptly stopped by the plain hand who took the initiative to stretch out the sedan chair.

Xiao Yan lowered his eyes and smiled, handed his palm up, and held A Li's hand to pull the person out of the sedan chair.

The hand in his palm was softer than he thought, and Xiao Yan couldn't help pinching it two more times. A Li, who was under the hijab, looked at her sideways, but his eyes were dark but did not stop him.

Making trouble in front of so many people lost the faces of Xiao Li's family. But this woman didn't pay any attention to her painstaking efforts, and took advantage of him when she took the opportunity. Angrily, Ah Li was breathing heavily, and wanted to take out the needle bag and tie her into a hedgehog on the spot!

The two walked into the main hall under the guidance of the servants, and all the relatives and friends of the Xiao family also poured into the house.

Mr. Hooli clears his throat:

"It's quiet inside and outside the hall, and idle people are avoided. Those who have something to do their own thing, and those who have nothing to do, don't make a noise. The cannon is fired in front of the hall, candles are set in the hall, everyone takes their place, and the wedding begins!"

Mr. Huoli is a local scholar who has been on the list for many years. Because of his talent and academic title, he is respected as "Mr.". She was articulate and eloquent, and the usual three bows were shouted out by her in different ways.

Xiao Yan's back was straight, and out of the corner of his eye he glanced at A Li, who had his head lowered halfway. The auspicious words of Mr. Li in his mind buzzed away like a bee. He only remembered a sentence in his car comic:

Worshiping heaven and earth into the bridal chamber, the bedpost creaking.

Xiao Yan was ashamed, he didn't remember anything about his feelings, only the bedpost rang. Today, the hosta on her head has no hair tie, so Ah Li will definitely not be tied to the bedpost like that day.

It's a pity to think about it.

Fortunately, A Li didn't know what Xiao Yan was thinking when he was wandering, otherwise he would have given her acupuncture on the spot.

With the last sentence of Mr. Hooli:

- "Licheng, send it to the bridal chamber!"

Xiao Yan snapped back to his senses, and led Ah Li to his house. The big bed in her room was 80% new, but the quilts, sheets, curtains, and curtains were all replaced with new ones. The full set of New Year's red, I don't know if A Like still likes it.

Bai Yu's body is matched with festive red, the two colors are bright and extremely tempting.

Xiao Yan breathed hot, and led Ah Li into the room.

A Li was supported by the attendant and sat beside the bed, Xiao Yan stood in front of him without moving, waiting for everyone to go out.

"Master." Chang Feng bite the bullet, "The master is waiting for you to go toast." How can you be so anxious, it's still dark.

Xiao Yan: "..."

liquor? what wine? Can wine make Ah Li look good?

Xiao Yan was "invited" out by Chang Feng, and there was only A Li left in the room.

He tore off the hijab casually, his eyes swayed and glanced at random, and out of the corner of his eye he saw the bedpost, and his breath was instantly cold. The red marks on the wrists are not serious, these days have faded, but now back to the place where this nightmare started, the wrists seem to be tied by an invisible hair band, and they are in pain.

A Li's scalp was numb. Seeing that the bedpost was hot and cold for a while, he got up abruptly and silently walked away from the bed.

Whoever loves to sleep at night will sleep, and he will not sleep!

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