I quietly became a big boss in the novice village

Today Song Xiaochun's wedding banquet can be described as extremely lively, inside and outside the Song Mansion are full of busy figures and lively scenes.

Song Yuanwai and Mrs. Song greeted the guests with a smile on their faces. At this moment, they seemed to be more than ten years younger.

Seeing this, many guests couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Sure enough, people are in good spirits on happy occasions.

And Song Xiaochun dressed up by the groom attracted the attention of many girls.

His stern face, dark and deep eyes, stalwart figure, and bronze complexion gave him a mature charm.

Especially when going to pick up the bride, riding on a tall horse made many young ladies who have not left the cabinet feel their hearts pounding wildly.

I do not know how long it has been.

There was a burst of gongs, drums and firecrackers.

The bride's sedan chair stopped in front of the gate of the Song family, Song Xiaochun got off the horse, came to the sedan chair, and led the bride, who was covered with a red hijab, into the Song Family Xitang.

Next is the worship hall, worshiping heaven and earth, husband and wife worshiping each other, Mrs. Song let the two couples live a good life in the future, under the noise of all the guests, the bride was led into the bridal chamber by Song Xiaochun.

The bride sat on the edge of the bed, slightly clenched the red handkerchief with her slender fingers.

Although Yang Yulan was not married for the first time, she still felt a little nervous.

"Don't be nervous, you're hungry, there are some sweethearts on the table, I'll go outside to entertain the guests!" Song Xiaochun's tone was flat, but there was a look of comfort and concern.

Yang Yulan gave a soft "um", and Song Xiaochun walked out of the new house slowly, and went to toast the congratulatory guests.

"Xiaochun, congratulations, I wish you an early baby!"

Seeing Song Xiaochun approaching, Bu Fan raised his wine glass with a smile.

"It will be as you wish!"

Song Xiaochun looked indifferent, and nodded lightly, Bu Fan murmured in his heart, so confident.

Afterwards, Song Xiaochun toasted Song Laizi again, Song Laizi took out a book from his sleeve and stuffed it into Song Xiaochun's sleeve.

"What did you give me?" Song Xiaochun looked puzzled.

"This is a good treasure that I have cherished for many years. You will know when you open it at night!"

Song Laizi smiled strangely, Song Xiaochun frowned, and wanted to refuse, but thinking it was Song Laizi's kindness, he accepted it.

Seeing this scene, Bu Fan knew what Song Laizi gave Song Xiaochun without asking.

After Song Xiaochun left, Bu Fan looked at Song Laizi and said with a smile, "Don't you want to make trouble in the bridal chamber again tonight?"

"I want to make trouble, but Lao Song won't give it. He just told me repeatedly not to make trouble in Xiaochun's bridal chamber, and even sent red envelopes to me and all my brothers!"

Song Laizi shrugged and said innocently.

Bu Fan laughed and shook his head.

Speaking of which, Song Laizi and his brothers were the ones who caused the most trouble in the bridal chamber in the small town, but Song Laizi and the others were ruthless, but they also knew how to measure.

The banquet didn't end until very late, and after Bu Fan bid farewell to Song Yuanwai and his wife, the family of six strolled back.

It's not that they didn't come here in a donkey cart, but Bu Fan saw that the weather was fine tonight, so he decided to walk back. Dani didn't object, and Xiao Man and the others naturally didn't have any objections.

In this way, the six members of Bufan's family strolled on the path, walking slowly towards the house against the night wind.

Tonight might be a wonderful night.

……

at the same time.

After Song Xiaochun sent all the guests away with great difficulty, she returned to the new house, and Yang Yulan sat quietly on the edge of the bed, like a picture of a beauty sitting quietly.

Song Xiaochun lifted the red hijab, a beautiful face came into view, Song Xiaochun was slightly startled, because the Yang Yulan at this moment was different from the ones he had seen before.

But upon closer inspection, it was Yang Yulan again.

Yang Yulan was stared at by Song Xiaochun so straightly, she was so ashamed that two blushes appeared on her face, and her heart was beating wildly.

The reason why she bumped like a deer was more because Song Xiaochun looked more handsome than before.

Song Xiaochun came back to his senses, poured two glasses of wine from the table, and held them in front of Yang Yulan.

Yang Yulan understands that this is a handover of wine, the two of them seem to be a little unfamiliar, Song Xiaochun doesn't know how to cross drink, and Yang Yulan is nervous.

After several failures, the two of them finished their cup of wine.

Then, the two sat silently on the edge of the bed.

Song Xiaochun's expression was very flat, like a stone statue.

But Yang Yulan was not as calm as Song Xiaochun, her heart was beating wildly at this moment, her slender fingers were tightly clutching the red handkerchief, and her thoughts were spinning.

But as time went by, Yang Yulan's originally nervous mood gradually stabilized.

Yang Yulan was a little puzzled.

Could it be that Young Master Song sat quietly all the time to avoid her nervousness and embarrassment.

Thinking about it this way, Yang Yulan was not as nervous as before.

But as the saying goes, the emperor is not in a hurry, some people are in a hurry.

At this moment, a young servant hurriedly came to the hall and reported Song Xiaochun's situation to Song Yuanwai and Mrs. Song. Song Yuanwai and Mrs. Song were a little surprised.

"You mean there is no movement in the young master's room?" Yuanwai Song asked.

The boy nodded, "The lights are still on!"

Song Yuanwai and Mrs. Song looked at each other, and Song Yuanwai waved his hand, "Go and check again, and come back immediately if there is any situation!"

The boy took orders and left immediately.

"Ma'am, you said it's been so long, why is there no movement in Xiaochun's room?" Song Yuanwai was a little puzzled.

"You ask me, who do I ask?"

Mrs. Song gave her husband an angry look, but suddenly thought of something, "When Xiaochun got married, did you explain everything?"

"Sure, haven't you seen that Xiaochun's marriage is going well?" Yuanwai Song nodded affirmatively.

"I'm not telling you about getting married, I'm telling you..." Mrs. Song immediately whispered a few words into Mr. Song's ear.

"Huh? Do you still need to be taught about this?" Member Song said with wide-eyed eyes.

"No need to teach? You still want to expect your son to learn without a teacher?"

Seeing her husband's appearance, Mrs. Song was sure that her husband hadn't told her son the most important thing about getting married, and she said angrily.

"Isn't it?" Song Yuanwai asked back.

Mrs. Song suddenly didn't know what to say, Song Yuanwai said again: "When I got married, my old man didn't explain it? Didn't I get married as usual!"

"Look, you can do it, you don't know that it was me..."

Mrs. Song's voice suddenly stopped, and she did not continue.

In fact, the truth of the matter is that before getting married, Mrs. Song's mother gave her a booklet for her to read privately, and what happened that night was that she guided her husband, not what he called self-taught.

"What are you?" Ke Yuanwai asked in confusion.

Mrs. Song thought about it, and she still told the matter, so as not to make Mr. Song feel complacent, not to mention that they have been married for many years, and they have nothing to be ashamed of.

Song Yuanwai was stunned when he heard the words.

I thought he was the king, but I didn't expect him to be...