Reborn in Changbai Mountain, I rely on my divine eyes to dig ginseng and hunt

The wedding procession came quite early, arriving at around eight o'clock. The groom, Zhao Hua, was wearing a big red flower and riding in a large horse-drawn carriage. The wedding procession behind was also very large, with six large carriages, pulling twelve groomsmen, and suona players, whose cheeks were puffed up like puffer fish, and who played the suona with all their might.

When the car arrived at the entrance of the village, Daya and Erya led a group of children to prevent people from entering the village.

Daya shouted, "Don't take our sister Xia Lian away."

Dayong came up to negotiate: "The banquet is ready, we must take it away, can you be flexible?"

Erya said in a mature manner: "It's not impossible to be flexible, it just depends on whether you understand the rules."

Dayong didn't tease them, he just threw candies around. The children scrambled for the candies. Erya also grabbed a lot, stuffing some in her mouth and putting some in her pockets.

But Daya seemed to be in a bad mood and a little sad.

Next came the young men of the village, who were not allowed to enter the house at the door. These were men in their teens, early twenties, and they were not so easy to talk to. Candies could not solve the problem.

In this situation, it should have been the brother-in-law Liu Jingwen who came forward to ask for the wedding cigarettes and red envelopes, but Liu Jingwen and Liu Dongxue didn't come back either, so outsiders were not qualified to ask for red envelopes, so everyone asked for cigarettes.

Dayong gave each of them a cigarette, but no one wanted to give him one. Li Xiaofei said, "That's not okay. You're just sending away a beggar. Sister Xia Lian is both beautiful and intelligent. She's a rare beauty. You're sending her away with just one cigarette."

Dayong said: "Then tell me the conditions?"

"Each person packs Huazi, so there are only about a dozen people in total."

In fact, there were several cigarettes in the carriage, but the stingy boy got stingy again and said, "Those cigarettes are not strong and not easy to smoke. Let's have a pack of ginseng."

"No, no, I want Huazi."

Liu Fuhong came over with a cigarette in his mouth and persuaded: "Ginseng is 10 cents cheaper than Huazi, and tastes better. Let's each have a pack of ginseng."

Dayong began to pass out cigarettes: "Come on, one pack per person."

Each of them was given a pack of ginseng cigarettes before being allowed to enter.

Today, Liu Xia Lian wore a red dress and bid farewell to her parents with the help of her sister-in-law Guilan. Her mother pretended to make arrangements: "Once you enter your husband's family, you are part of their family. You have to greet them morning and evening, cook three meals a day, and live in harmony with your sister-in-law and sister-in-law. Don't quarrel with your neighbors." She said a lot of things, but not many of them could be done. How could the director of a big factory cook three meals a day?

Liu Jun was still a little reluctant to let his daughter get married. He was a tough guy with a soft heart. Liu Qiuyue accompanied her mother to send her second sister off to get married, but her second sister was a wonderful woman and did not have the attitude of a little woman.

The uncle said, "Quick, cry twice. Crying is auspicious for getting married, and it shows that you are reluctant to leave your parents' home."

Liu Xia Lian gathered her emotions and said, "Mom, Dad, my daughter is getting married, woo woo."

She cried twice, but as soon as she went out she couldn't hold it back anymore and burst into laughter. She didn't look like a lady at all.

"Daya, prepare the horses. Let's go."

Today, Liu Xia Lian pulled out her most precious treasures, eight Arabian horses.

Zhao Hua rode a satin-white stallion named Zhaoye Jade Lion, and Liu Xialian rode a white mare named Qianli Zhuifeng White Dragon.

The six horses at the back are all very spirited, not to mention the riders, who are first-rate riders. The Arabian horses are very excited, and ordinary riders cannot control them.

The crowd on the street was shocked, each one more surprised than the other. This was too exaggerated. Where did these horses come from?

"This horse must cost tens of thousands of dollars each?" Neighbor A sighed.

Neighbor B shook his head and said, "It must be tens of thousands. Look at that saddle. It's not cheap. It's really exquisite."

This saddle is not cheap. Zhao Hua bought it from Inner Mongolia. A set costs five or six hundred yuan.

Li Damei was not good at riding, so she rode on Liu Xialian's big black mule and asked Liu Xialian, "Sister, why don't you have a car?"

Liu Xia Lian lowered her voice and said, "I just opened my horse ranch and I need to advertise it. I just want to use the wedding as an opportunity to promote it."

Li Damei was speechless. She got married to promote Damei Garment Factory, and Liu Xia Lian got married to promote the horse farm.

"Okay, slow down, my big black mule can't keep up."

As soon as the firecrackers sounded, eight Ferghana horses ran away first.

The carriage behind them pulled away, and Li Shaoling saw it and quickly arranged: "Brothers, follow them, we can't let them get away from us."

A driver said, "Captain, forget it. This is a Ferghana horse. How can we catch up with it?"

It is more than 30 miles from Lijiatun to Zhaojiagou, and there are only a few villages in between, so the advertising effect is much worse.

As they were walking, the guy driving the jeep in front suddenly stopped and got out to report to Zhao Hua: "There is a group of white foxes blocking the road ahead. They are in the middle of the road and refuse to leave. What should we do?"

There must be a reason why a living being blocked the road. Zhao Hua had never encountered such a thing before, so he asked Liu Xia Lian: "Xia Lian, what should we do?"

"Don't worry, these little guys usually live a hard life in the deep mountains and forests. They must want to come out to ask for some favors. Do you have any delicious food with you?"

The manager at the back said, "Only cigarettes and candies."

In the carriage behind, Erya said, "I have a roast chicken here, but I'm not willing to eat it yet."

"Okay, I'll return it to you when we get there."

Liu Xia Lian took Erya's roast chicken and came to the front. There were five white foxes of different sizes in the middle of the road, each one more adorable than the other. The one leading the group was chubby and looked a bit like the one Liu Xia Lian rescued from Heilongjiang Province.

Liu Xia Lian squatted down and touched the little heads one by one: "What are you doing, you little cuties?"

She opened the roast chicken wrapped in lotus leaves and fed it to the little foxes. After the little foxes finished eating, they left contentedly. Only the fat fox was reluctant to leave. He looked back at Liu Xia Lian and went into the old forest.

Zhao Hua thought thoughtfully: "Could there be any meaning?"

"Don't think too much about it. There is no meaning. The little fox just loves to eat and is pleasing to the eye. Let's go, get on the horse, and don't waste time."

Almost half of the villagers in Zhaojiagou went out to fight. The village had experienced a tragic event more than a month ago, and now it finally welcomed a happy event.

From a distance, Liu Xia Lian seemed to see Zhao Daxixi beating a drum at the entrance of the village.

"When did Zhao Daxi come? Shouldn't he go to Lijiatun?"

Zhao Hua smiled and said, "He went back and looked up the family tree. It said that Zhaojiagou and Zhaojiazhuang are from the same Zhao family, so he is from the same family. He came here to help today."

The Arabian horse is actually not suitable for wedding use because it is too sensitive and will be dismounted from a long distance away because firecrackers are set off ahead.

The bride and groom, accompanied by the bridesmaids and groomsmen, slowly came to the new house. Everything was ready. The trumpet gave orders, cannons sounded, followed by a chorus of firecrackers, double-kick firecrackers, and the earth turned red.

Customs still had to be followed. Liu Xia Lian covered her veil and waited at the gate of the yard. She still had to pay for entry.

The chief steward accompanied Zhao Hua to give a red envelope. It was a huge stack of money, at least two thousand yuan.

Liu Xialian said, "It's too much. Let's go back and exchange it for less. We can give as much as other families give."

The onlookers were greatly surprised. They had seen many weddings, but this was the first time they saw anyone complaining about having too much money.

Zhao Hua returned to the courtyard and asked the chief steward: "How much do people usually give for weddings?"