Good pregnancy, quick to wear: the soft heroine is pampered by the group in the plane

When Fu Huaichu said these words, Su Zhiruan couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"You..." The woman's eyes fell on Su Zhiruan, and then on Fu Huaichu. Her friend pulled her sleeves and motioned for her to leave quickly, "The little lady just caused so much trouble, don't blame me. "

After she saluted, she and her companions hurriedly left here.

"Brother Erniu...you just said..."

In the rain, Su Zhiruan took a step forward and raised her umbrella high to cover Fu Huaichu.

At this time, both of them stood facing each other under the umbrella.

Fu Huaichu saw her thin shoulders, which were half wet from the rain, and her small face hidden under the bamboo hat. At this time, from his angle, he could only see the girl's snow-white and round chin.

"You're wet." Fu Huaichu didn't answer her, but looked at her thin shoulders and asked, "Are you cold?"

As he spoke, he untied Su Zhiruan's bamboo hat.

The hat could cover the head, but not very much. The shoulders and skirt were all wet from the rain. Su Zhiruan looked down at the skirt and didn't care.

She thought about the scene just now. In order to reject the woman, Fu Huaichu deliberately said that he was her husband. Maybe he was looking for an excuse, but he did say that.

Su Zhiruan handed the oil-paper umbrella to Fu Huaichu. She was under the umbrella and said seriously, "Brother Erniu, are you willing to marry me?"

After she finished speaking, she looked at him, waiting for his answer.

She said these words so suddenly that when Fu Huaichu lowered his head, he looked straight into her beautiful eyes.

"marriage?"

Fu Huaichu paused for a moment, then tightened his grip on the handle of the oil-paper umbrella. He was a little distracted.

"Brother Erniu, let's get married." Su Zhiruan ran into his eyes again. She approached him gently, but Fu Huaichu was reluctant to take back his hand, "I want to be with you. Maybe a woman is too bold to mention this. , but I don’t want to give up every day that allows us to be together.”

Fu Huaichu felt the warm touch on his arm as she gently held his arm. During this month, she used this action to apply medicine to him day after day.

Perhaps it was because of obsession, perhaps because of subconsciousness, or perhaps because of some other inexplicable reason. Fu Huaichu said: "Okay."

"You agreed?" Su Zhiruan raised his head, and when he looked at her, a big smile appeared on his face, "Then let's start preparing to get married after we go back."

At this time, Fu Huaichu felt a burst of beautiful scenes like bubbles in his heart. Everything looked so beautiful that people didn't even want to wake up.

In the past, in the capital, his father and mother screened out almost all the daughters of courtiers, and he looked down upon them. But now, he actually wants to give up his life in the capital and marry a village girl.

If those old diehards in the capital knew about it, they would definitely be stunned.

But at this time, after hearing what Su Zhiruan said about getting married, he subconsciously agreed.

There will be joyful emotions in my heart.

In the heavy rain, Su Zhiruan and Fu Huaichu hugged each other and returned to Sujiacun together.

The heavy rain in the sky seemed to be celebrating them. It was stretched by the wind for a long time. The drizzle in the slanting wind was as touching as a colorful ribbon blooming in the sky.

*

After preparing to get married, Su Zhiruan and Fu Huaichu told Sujiacun about the incident.

On the same day, this incident caused a shock in Sujia Village.

"Ruan Ruan, you are really getting married! Oh my, this is such a happy event!!"

"When the time comes, we will prepare your wedding together. After all, you are the child we have seen growing up in Sujia Village. She is the goddaughter of our entire village. If you get married, the pomp and ceremony will be inevitable!"

……

The aunts and daughters-in-law all expressed their willingness to prepare a quilt for Su Zhiruan to get married. Everyone looked very happy and sat down at the head of the village to start discussions.

When the uncles and uncles heard the news, they were even more happy. They all said that if they had any hard work that needed to be moved, or if they needed to carry heavy objects, they would come to them, and they would be waiting for the wedding banquet.

This happy event spread throughout the village very quickly. The elders and others were thinking of buying some dowry for Su Zhiruan. The younger generation, especially those young people who had liked Su Zhiruan before and wanted to marry her, this time I regretted it all the time. I looked like I had pink eye all day long.

Su Zhiruan emphasized that it should be simpler, and the date was set in half a month. This was a good day specially calculated by the village chief, and the preparation time left was about the same.

The days were busy and the wedding day soon came.

They got married in the village. The original owner was an orphan with no father or mother. Of course, Fu Huaichu couldn't invite his parents, so he simply went through the motions.

There were not many people in the village, there were only eight or nine tables, and red lanterns were hung in Su Zhiruan's small courtyard.

She has a red hijab on her head, a red wedding dress, and holds one end of red silk in her hand.

Fu Huaichu was also wearing a red wedding dress. He was handsome, and when he put on this dress, he looked very white and good-looking. Just standing aside, he was fascinated by so many little girls.

Erya was among them. When she saw that Su Zhiruan had found such an outstanding husband, her nose was almost crooked with anger.

But at this time, no one could care about looking at her as an insignificant person.

"Worship the heavens and the earth-"

"Second worship high hall-"

"Husband and wife pay homage——"

"The ceremony is completed - sent to the bridal chamber -"

……

After the three prayers were over, Su Zhiruan was helped back to the room by Fu Huaichu.

She sat on the bed and could vaguely see Fu Huaichu moving around through the veil.

"Husband?" she asked curiously.

Then, she saw the man in front of her slow down. After taking a deep breath, he stepped forward again.

"Ruan Ruan, I'm here." Fu Huaichu's tone was very moving, especially at this time, it seemed particularly tempting, "I'll lift the hijab."

He sat next to Su Zhiruan and looked at the red hijab on her head, but he didn't lift it with a happy name.

At this time, the noise outside the courtyard was deafening. Everyone was drinking and punching each other. Women were talking about children and men in endless streams. Children were running around the table, laughing endlessly.

But there was no sound in Su Zhiruan's house at this time. The noise was incompatible with this place and gradually faded away.

"Brother Er Niu——"

The moment Su Zhiruan opened her mouth to ask, she suddenly felt that her waist was being held by a man, and then she was spinning. A kiss gently fell on the corner of her mouth through the red hijab.

After that, the kiss did not leave, but moved slowly, little by little, from the cheek to the tip of the nose, and then to the lips and teeth.

Su Zhiruan had not yet taken off the red hijab on his head, his vision was all red, and he could only feel Fu Huaichu's movements.

"I think..." His voice was unclear.

But Su Zhiruan naturally knew what he wanted to say, and she blushed.