After hearing the sound coming from the door, the smile on Niu Huang's face froze immediately.
At the back of the neck, there seems to be air conditioning.
Since Niuhuang is a professional beggar and sleeps alone in the street, it is a common practice.
But he would rather go to sleep in the wilderness for a year than hear Yang Xiao's voice.
The sound that seems to be made by a shovel when it is shoveling on a concrete floor gives him a strong illusion. The sound is a hacksaw, which can cut his neck.
In the face of bezoar, Shen Qingwu looks indifferent, but her smile is like the most beautiful white rose, which blooms in an instant. She carries her wedding dress in her left hand, but she doesn't notice that she is still barefoot. She twists her waist and walks to the door: "come on, Yang and husband, come in and sit down."
When the girl passed by Niuhuang, she gave a look of "I'm sorry, I'll find a chance to go away.".
Yang Xiao, with both hands on his back, saw Shen Qingwu deliberately twist his waist like this. His sword eyebrows wrinkled slightly, but he came in.
Shen Qingwu immediately took her arm.
Yang Xiao felt very tired of her action. Just as he was about to break away, he thought of something else. He had to raise his other hand and gently wipe his nose.
After Niuhuang takes the opportunity to slip out, Shen Qingwu releases Yang Xiao and picks up a water cup to get her a cup of boiled water.
Yang Xiao never drinks coffee, but only tea. Shen Qingwu has known for a long time.
"I want to have tea"
"Tea is not good for the baby."
Shen Qingwu seems to be very casual and interrupts Yang Xiao.
Yang Xiao stopped talking.
Shen Qingwu sat down next to her.
Yang Xiao really wants to tell her that the sofa is so big, can't you stay away from me?
Drink water to your mouth.
Shen Qingwu hesitated, then took her arm carefully, looked down at the tip of her foot showing her skirt, and said in a soft voice: "that meeting, I let Niuhuang go out and paid to hire a cousin for me."
Shen Qingwu can keep Yang Xiao from other things.
But you can't hide the fact that you hire a cousin to impersonate your mother's family.
After all, according to local wedding customs, the new couple should offer tea to their mother's family.
Where the rules are big, people will kneel to offer tea.
As long as you can marry "love", even if you let Shen Qingwu run to the street and kowtow when she sees people, the girl can't do it.
What about Yang Xiao?
In addition to Li NanFang's teacher's mother, it is estimated that no other person is qualified to accept her kneeling.
When he lived in seclusion in Li's villa, Yang Xiao was very clever in front of the landlady.
But Yang Xiao kneels down to worship her seriously, after Yue Zitong committed suicide and fell into the sea in order to awaken Li NanFang's humanity.
After listening to her say so, Yang Xiao eyebrow tip picked again next.
Looking at her Shen Qingwu, Yu Guang immediately raised his head and said with a strong smile, "if you don't like it, I don't need my mother's family."
"Use it."
Yang Xiao interrupted her with a weak voice: "no matter how you say it, today is of great significance to you. That's why I came to you. Originally, I was going to talk to you about whether to find someone to pretend to be your mother. "
Shen Qingwu stares at Yang Xiao, her lips tremble, and mist floats in her eyes.
When the water atomized into tears, from the corner of his eyes, Yang Xiao sighed and looked at the door: "do you want to kneel down to offer tea to your mother's family
Shen light dance's reply, donkey lip not horse mouth: "even if let me die now, I will also smile."
"Today is your day of great joy. Don't say such discouraging words."
When Yang Xiao stood up and went to the door, he said in a cold voice, "if you think the Shen family should die, I'll go to destroy them."
When Yang Xiao lived in seclusion in Qingshan Canglong villa, he would never say such words.
Now she said it.
There is not the slightest affectation.
She doesn't care what position the Shen family is, how many people there are, whether she has the ability to destroy the whole family or not.
As long as Shen Qingwu nods and says yes, Yang Xiao will definitely do it.
Shen Qingwu dare say yes, yes?
No matter how much she looked down upon the Shen family, she felt ashamed that no one came to support them when she got married. The blood of the Shen family flowed in her heart.
Yang Xiao looked back and left.
Whoosh!
High altitude salute, firecrackers, in front of Sihao hotel open space, one after another bang.
Setting off firecrackers has long been forbidden in the provincial capital. No matter who has a big wedding, it is not allowed.
Shen Qingwu doesn't care about that.
She just told Jing Hongming that if she was not allowed to set off firecrackers, she would let the siren ring throughout the city.
This girl is not kidding.
She can really say and do it.
Thanks to Shen Qingwu's "old ten", he still has some small skills. He won the consent of the local people and paid a fine in advance, so that the general public can relive the happiness of childhood after more than ten years.
According to Shen Qingwu's publicity, at least half of the city should be painted red. Every intersection should be under martial law. There should be a little banquet on the road, and the whole city should be invited to have a big meal for free. Only in this way can she be worthy of her wedding.
Jing Hongming is smoking at the corner of his mouth. Be careful. Can I ask leader Shen, can we stop burning bags like this?
Looking at Jing Hongming's suggestion, there is some truth in it. Shen Qingwu angrily lowered the specification and only bought the whole Sihao hotel.
Well, that's enough.
There seems to be no one to attend Shen Qingwu's wedding except Jing Hongming.
It's a shame that she doesn't allow her beggars to join in.
But when the gun salute exploded, Jing Hongming saw groups of old men and women, as if they were coming out of the ground, congratulating "Mr. Yang and Miss Shen's wedding". As alien creatures invaded, they flooded into the hotel.
There are hundreds of tables in the hall, which can hold thousands of people.
Jing Hongming smiles bitterly in the dark, turns around and just goes into the hotel. He just sees the cow bezoar full of sweat passing by. He raises his hand and stops him: "how much do you give for a guest?"
"Eight hundred."
After Niuhuang opened his mouth to answer, he was stunned and then walked away with a smile.
"Ten eight thousand, one hundred eighty thousand, one thousand eight hundred thousand. Plus a table of 18, 000, a hundred tables
Jing Hongming's heart is full of words and shakes her head.
Fortunately, Shen Qingwu is not his daughter.
Otherwise, he would have to kill the black sheep.
But no matter what, with thousands of freeloaders and old ladies with money coming in, the originally deserted wedding scene was immediately filled with joy, which made people feel much better.
It's eleven thirty-eight.
The wedding, which was postponed for an hour, finally came down with the sound of the gun salute. The emcee stepped on the stage, and Shen Qingwu's wedding officially began.
"Dear guests, how are you now!"
The energetic emcee, holding the microphone, gave a ten minute beep of eloquence and announced that the bride and groom were invited.
Dangdang, Dangdang
The wedding march sounded in time, and thousands of spectators all looked at the moon gate made of flowers at the end of the red carpet.
In the cheerful melody, the bridegroom in a silver gray suit, the bride in a white wedding dress and several bridesmaids appear slowly.
be noisy
Applause thundered on the scene, with a small action of bezoar.
This scene, Shen Qingwu looked forward to for a long time, excited tears.
"Wow, the bride is so beautiful."
"Is this heaven's daughter coming down to earth?"
"If my daughter-in-law is half as beautiful as the bride, I will be satisfied even if I go begging."
The praise of thousands of guests is like the sound of nature in Shen Qingwu's ears.
Although, she is also very clear that these praise words have a lot to do with the 800 yuan support Commission.
But what's the point?
She loves to listen.
It's just the harsh "cut". Who made it?
This scornful hissing sound is just the rat excrement of a pot of soup, which is very harsh.
What's the matter? Who is it?
Do you want to live!
Shen Qingwu followed the hissing voice and looked askance.