In front of others, she spoke very openly and generously.
In fact, she was hinting to Qiaoer not to forget what she taught last night.
Last night she told Qiao'er: You can't screw around as a daughter-in-law.
A daughter-in-law is naturally shorter than her parents-in-law.
If she screws around too much in front of her parents-in-law, she will definitely not be able to please her.
But don’t be too cowardly.
People tend to bully the weak and fear the strong.
If you are cowardly and suffer the consequences, others will see that you are easy to bully and will tease you even more.
Respect what you deserve, and don't tolerate what you don't deserve.
Even if you can't stand it up at the time, you have to find a way to make up for it later and let people know that you are not someone to be bullied and don't treat you as a fool.
Qiaoer glanced at her grandma, her black eyes twinkling.
Wu felt relieved that her granddaughter understood what she meant.
She said to Ruan: "Let's go.
The make-up process has begun outside, and there are still things to do ahead.
Let her aunt talk to her while you go get ready.
You will kowtow to the sedan chair in a while."
Ruan had no choice but to hold back her tears and whispered to Qiao'er before leaving with her mother-in-law.
After they left, Qingya moved to sit next to Qiaoer.
Qiaoer hurriedly stood up and helped her.
After she sat firmly, he sat down next to her again.
Qingya held Qiao'er's hand, and remembered what Mrs.
Fang said to her that year, and told Qiao'er: "Remember, don't contradict your parents-in-law in person, otherwise they will be ignored no matter how reasonable they are."
Qiaoer nodded and said, "Auntie, I remember."
He said hoarsely and softly: "Don't be too serious.
Just do what you want behind the scenes."
Qiao'er was feeling sour at being provoked by her, her eyes were red, and she was afraid that she would see her, so she lowered her eyes to hide her mood.
Hearing this, he couldn't help but be stunned.
He opened his eyelashes and raised his eyes to look at Qingya.
Seeing that Qing Ya's expression was as calm as usual, he realized that he had heard correctly, and the corners of his mouth curved.
Auntie was afraid that she would suffer a loss, so she just made it clear.
She whispered: "Don't worry, aunt, I know everything."
Qingya looked at her rolling black eyes and wanted to say something, but found that there was nothing more to say.
That's all, no matter how reluctant you are, you still have to get married, so let it go.
After that, how Yan Muyang put on makeup, how Qiaoer said goodbye to her grandparents and parents, how she got on the sedan chair, and how she set out was all very unclear.
Lying on the beauty's couch, listening to the festive music, I guessed that Qiao'er might have already boarded the sedan, and felt a touch of melancholy in my heart.
After working hard for most of the day, she didn't even take a nap.
At this time, she was very tired.
Unconsciously, she closed her eyes and fell asleep.
The younger sister and her mother, Yang Anping's family, were all busy in front listening to Wu's instructions.
Qingya was only served by Zizhu and Qingzhu.
Even Shuizhu and others were sent by Qingya to look after sisters Fang Danqing and Fang Wuhui. , I’m worried that there are so many people today, and it will be troublesome if something goes wrong.
After Qingya fell asleep, Zizhu and Qingzhu went to the corridor outside to watch.
Since I had nothing to do, I didn't dare to talk or laugh for fear of disturbing Qingya.
The two of them drank tea and ate fruits, and occasionally whispered a word or two.
Zizhu raised her eyes and saw Fang Chu striding in from outside the courtyard.
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As soon as he came in, he looked at the door of the upper room, hurriedly threw the half-peeled lychee in his hand into the plate, and stood up.
Seeing this, Qingzhu quickly stood up.
When Fang Chu arrived at the door, the two of them quietly knelt down and saluted, but made no sound.
Fang Chu knew that Qing Ya had fallen asleep and asked in a low voice: "When did you fall asleep?"
Zizhu said: "It's been a quarter of an hour."
Fang Chu asked again: "Is there anything wrong?"
Zizhu shook his head slightly.
Fang Chu didn't ask any more questions and went straight into the house.
When he came to the inner room, he walked to the beauty's couch, squatted down, and stared at Qingya quietly.
She was sleeping peacefully, with one hand on her chin and the other on her swollen belly.
Fang Chu reached out and touched her red lips, then pulled back.
Looking at her round belly, he put his hand on it.
Through a thin layer of brocade clothes, he felt the movement of his son in his belly.
Fang Wuhan seemed to have fallen asleep too, and there was no movement.
Fang Chu didn't dare to make too much noise for fear of disturbing the mother and son.
After confirming that she was fine, she looked around and found that everything was normal, then quietly stood up and went out.
When he went outside, he whispered to Zizhu: "Be careful and take care of me."
Zizhu also said softly: "Yes."
Fang Chu was about to leave when he saw the lychees on the plate.
He stopped again and said, "Don't let grandma eat this lychee.
Share it among you.
It's not a good thing."
He once visited Lingnan and learned that the lychee fruit will change color in one day and taste in three days as long as it is removed from the branches.
It can only be preserved for a longer period of time unless the branches are cut down, so the ancients called it "Li Zhi".
Even so, it is difficult to keep freshness when transported from the south to the capital.
People in the north are sparse about it, but it's just that things are rare and valuable.
But he doesn't advocate eating this in the capital, so he doesn't buy it.
This lychee must have been obtained by some relative or friend and was given as a rarity.
Zizhu hurriedly responded: "Yes."
Fang Chu just left.
Yan family, today’s wedding went surprisingly smoothly.
Mrs.
Mei's words and deeds were decent, and those from the Guo family who came to see her off were also very reasonable.
Yan Muyang's major success followed his minor success.
It was so fun.
It’s impossible to describe all the excitement and celebrations in detail.
Let's say that the next morning, he took Qiao'er to serve tea to the elders.
After breakfast, the young couple returned to their room and passed by the garden on the way, where all the flowers were blooming.
Qiao'er became excited after seeing it.
She cut out a large bunch of roses and came back to put them in a vase.
Under the window outside the bedroom is a large rosewood table.
Qiaoer specially asked Jinsuo to find the azure vase she liked from the dowry, which Shen Hanqiu sent back last time, and put it on the table.
She trimmed the roses one by one and inserted them into them, constantly adjusting the position, layering, and various other things.
The color matching makes my face blush brightly.
Yan Muyang sat on the chair next to him, putting one hand on the table and watching her busy.
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No girl, she was already a young woman last night.
The flowers were more colorful than the flowers she was arranging, and more attractive than the fresh peaches in the fruit plate on the table.
It made his heart restless and uneasy, and she wanted to hold him in her arms.
Take a bite.
Thinking back to the wedding room last night, my whole body felt hot.
Qiaoer knew that he was looking at her.
As a newlywed, she was shy and flustered, and did not dare to look at him, so she lowered her eyes and pretended not to know, and was busy pruning the flower branches with scissors.
Her eyelashes fluttered.
Yan Muyang guessed that the dark eyes under the eyelashes must be spinning.
Her cheeks were already white and rosy, and now they were even more flushed.
Just like the clear blue sky, light white clouds drift across from time to time.
Her cherry lips were the same color as the roses on her hands.
He could no longer suppress the heat in his body and was about to take action when he saw Qiaoer suddenly turned her face and glared at him in embarrassment.
He instinctively grinned, with the same white teeth and red lips.
Qiaoer couldn't stand it anymore and felt like she was about to be melted by his gaze.
She turned to glare at him, looking sideways, but she could no longer look back.
She has been familiar with Yan Muyang's handsome face since she was a child, and she was even closer to him last night.
Now that she met his moist phoenix eyes, it still made her heart throb.
That throbbing, a little painful.
Sweet little couple, let’s continue to be sweet.
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