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Chapter 921

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    Chapter 921

    Everyone happily went to pick up the bride and groom. They originally thought that lovers would eventually get married and those who went there should be happy. Unexpectedly, everyone who came back had a dark face, and the groom didn't even have a smile on his face.

    The people in the Zhao family looked at each other in confusion, wanting to ask what was going on, but fearing that they would miss the good time, they could only keep things as before.

    The bride is well dressed.

    The lower body is wearing black cotton trousers and small leather shoes, and the upper body is wearing a small double-breasted jacket made of red satin. Her face is covered with a hijab, but Yu Jiaojiao is more confused.

    I don¡¯t know if she is sensitive or something, but I always feel that the bride is a little shorter than when I saw her yesterday.

    She is a clothes maker, and she deals with human body measurements all day long, and is very sensitive to various data about the human body.

    Yesterday Wang Fenglan wore home-made cotton-soled shoes, and today she wore leather shoes with a slight heel. She should be a little taller, but no matter how she looks now, the bride is half shorter than yesterday.  centimeters.

    ¡°Have girls nowadays begun to wear underwear to increase their height?

    Although she was confused, Yu Jiaojiao didn't care.

    Together with Zhao Zhibing and Zhao Pengcheng, they held the triplets and followed the others to join in the fun.

    Getting off the sedan chair is a very important step. Zhao Guobing reached out to hold Wang Fenglan's hand, and Wang Fenglan lay on Zhao Guobing's back.

    The onlookers started to cheer: "Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up"

    "Come on, come on, everyone, stop standing and twist together."

    Relatives from far and near the Zhao family immediately surrounded the bride and groom and began to perform Yangko, the gongs and drums were beaten, and firecrackers crackled.

    Unexpectedly, at this moment, Zhao Guobing suddenly squatted down and put the bride down.

    The people around were stunned for a moment, and an aunt hurriedly said: "Guobing, what are you doing? Why did you put the bride down? Pick up the bride quickly, the bride's feet cannot touch the ground before she enters the door."

    Zhao Guobing stood up with a dark face and said in a cold voice: "If I want to carry my bride, I will also carry my own bride. This is not some messy thing."

    ¡°With that said, Zhao Guobing raised his hand and pulled the bride¡¯s hijab.

    The wind is strong in winter, and the hijab can easily be blown away by the wind, so the bride has been holding the bottom of the hijab firmly from the moment she leaves her parents' house.

    Even the hair-combing girl 1 who has been accompanying the bride on both sides has been helping the bride hold the hijab.

    I am afraid that if the hijab is blown away by the wind, it will be unlucky.

    Zhao Guobing raised his hand to pull the hijab. Before the bride could move, the girl combing her hair shouted: "What are you doing? What are you doing? You can't lift the hijab before you enter the house."

    One of Zhao Guobing's friends nearby also made fun of Zhao Guobing: "Guobing, are you too impatient? The bride hasn't even married yet, and you can't help it? No matter how anxious you are, you still have to wait until dark.  .¡±

    The people around him burst into laughter.

    "That's right, soldier, you have already married me, so why are you in a hurry? There will be plenty of time for intimacy in the future."

    "How do you say that? What the national soldiers want to do is to start from today, right?"

    "Ha ha ha ha¡­¡­"

    The two girls combing their hair said that they were not married yet and were in their late teens or early twenties. Naturally they understood the dirty talk these people were saying. They immediately blushed and did not dare to say anything else, lest they become  The object of ridicule.

    Zhao Guobing said with a livid face: "My wife and I are naturally not in a hurry, but the premise is that this person must be my wife."

    Now someone finally heard something was wrong.

    A sister-in-law of the family looked at Zhao Guobing and then at the covered bride, and asked in confusion: "Who else could it be if it wasn't your wife? Haven't you and your wife already received the certificate?"

    In the past, when there was no marriage certificate, everyone would go to church as proof of marriage.

    Later, the old customs became less popular in the new society, and getting a marriage certificate became a fashionable way to prove marriage.

    Now everyone¡¯s life is better than before. The requirements in this regard are no longer strict. Obtaining a certificate has slowly become an optional legal procedure. People have begun to pay attention to weddings and regard weddings as proof of marriage again.

    But no matter how much attention is paid to the wedding, people actually know that as long as they get the certificate, they are a couple.

    Why do you think Zhao Guobing means that the person who received the certificate and the person who is getting married don't seem to be the same person?

    Zhao Guobing sneered: "I know my daughter-in-law weighs eighty-six pounds, her hands are covered with calluses, and her little finger on her left hand has been severely chapped and frostbitten during this period. The plaster I bought for her is made of adhesive tape, but what about her?  ?¡±

      Zhao Guobing reached out and grabbed the bride's hand.

    The bride suddenly retracted her hand and refused to let Zhao Guobing touch it.

    Zhao Guobing didn't care about her resistance. Regardless of her struggle, he directly pulled her left hand out and said loudly: "Everyone, look at her hands. They are white and tender. They are better raised than other girls in the city. They are even better."  There are no calluses at all, so how could it be Fenglan¡¯s hand? No matter how powerful the plaster I bought is, it can¡¯t make a hand covered with calluses, frostbite and cracks look like this in just three days, right?¡±

    The meaning of these words is very clear.

    The people around were speechless. Only the gongs and drums team was surrounded by the crowd and didn¡¯t know what was going on. They were still beating loudly.

    It was originally a festive sound, but without the support of human voices, it became a bit desolate in this cold winter month.

    Someone whispered: "Okay, stop knocking. Why are you still playing gongs and drums?"

    The people in the gong and drum team stopped what they were doing inexplicably, stood on tiptoes and looked into the crowd, wondering what was going on.

    Zhao Guobing has talked to this point, but the bride still clutches the hijab and refuses to let go.

    Zhao Guobing sneered again: "You don't want to take off the hijab, right? Okay, if you can, just keep it on. Guohao, go home and get the scissors."

    Guohao is the younger brother of Guobing. He is sixteen years old this year.

    When the young man heard what his brother said, although he was reluctant to join in the excitement, he still said "Hey" and started to squeeze through the crowd and run home.

    Wang Fenglan¡¯s parents finally came from behind and heard the reason why Zhao Guobing refused to let him go. The smile on her mother¡¯s face suddenly froze.

    After finally being sent to the crowd, he tried to muster the courage to say: "National soldier, it doesn't look good for you to make such a fuss at this time, right? Our Fenglan"

    Zhao Guobing interrupted her and asked: "Fenglan Fenglan, is she really Fenglan?"

    Wang Fenglan's mother was speechless, and after a while she whispered: "This, this, she, who is she if she isn't Fenglan?"

    Zhao Guohao shouted outside: "Let it go, let it go, the scissors are coming, the scissors are coming."

    The crowd separated automatically, and Zhao Guobing pulled the hijab with scissors: "Whether it's Fenglan or not, you won't know until you take off the hijab."

    As soon as his hand touched the hijab, the bride lifted the hijab, revealing a face similar to Wang Fenglan's last night but much rounder.

    The bride looked straight at Zhao Guobing and said loudly: "Yes, I am not Wang Fenglan, I am Wang Meilan. But at the beginning, it was obviously me and you who were supposed to go on a blind date. I didn't have time to ask Wang Fenglan to go on my behalf. As a result, she is so shameless  Yes, I just fell in love with you and got the certificate. So what if I got the certificate? It¡¯s obviously me, Wang Meilan, who should marry you. Now it¡¯s just returned to the original owner, so what? Besides, don¡¯t I compare to  Is Wang Fenglan beautiful? Just be happy that you can marry me. I am the cat Qingyan who has been on the ancestral grave of your eight generations of ancestors. What else are you dissatisfied with? Ah? "

    Note: The girl who combs her hair is the bridesmaid, (remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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