Happy Marriage

Qian Shi was so angry that he went back to the shop and scolded and vented, and then gradually calmed down. How could he still want to go to the door of Xia's house? It really made An Ran and the two sisters wait eagerly.

Fortunately, the old lady of the Qin family was kind, and urged the Qian family to send makeup to Xia Ziwu, and she also gave her two granddaughters a face.

Qian Shi shied away twice, and kept dawdling until the third day, before he found two embroidered satin quilts, wrapped them in red paper, and reluctantly came to the Xia Mansion.

In the courtyard of the Xia Mansion, all kinds of dowries were lined up in red, and the women who came to give makeup were surrounded with admiration and praise.

Mrs Xue was greeted and sent, and she was very busy. Seeing Mrs Qian's shabby act, she couldn't even notice it. With a few perfunctory words, she took care of talking and laughing with other women and left Mrs Qian to dry up.

The little girl Qingju has been waiting in the front yard. When she saw Qian Shi, she immediately greeted him with eyesight and lowered her voice: "Aren't auntie going to eat tea in the yard of the two young ladies?"

Knowing her, Mrs. Qian said a little to An Sheng An Ran in her heart. She was too lazy to come to the door, so she threw her sleeves angrily and turned away.

"Tell your lady, don't ask me for this kind of face-shaming errand in the future, that embroidery is not welcome at all!"

Qingju didn't know the tricks, so she could only go back and learn from An Sheng without saying a word about Qian's teasing words.

An Sheng and An Ran immediately figured out the whole story from the description of Qingju in a few words. Dejectedly, he withdrew the green orange, and his heart was numb.

An Ran was full of chagrin: "I know it's a waste of time, I'm afraid I'll be looked down upon by the Meng family and think I'm frivolous."

An Sheng snorted coldly from the end of his nose: "When things have not reached the end of the world, what are you doing with your head down? Besides, even if you can't get married, I will never let her Xia Ziwu get her wish. Sister, I will find a way to get out of the house today. One trip."

"What are you going to do?" An Ran raised her head in surprise.

"Looking for Brother Meng!" An Sheng lowered his voice: "This is the last hope. If it doesn't work, we will have to die, and the big deal will be one shot and two loose ends!"

"You're crazy! That's a private exchange!" An Ran couldn't help but exclaimed: "Besides, even the old lady is always at the door, how do you get out of the house?"

"I can't think about it anymore." An Sheng didn't know how to persuade his old-fashioned older sister, so he glanced outside from the window: "Today there are so many people in the house, so I naturally have a way to get out of here."

When she was a child, she often sneaked out of the house under her mother's nose and wandered, and she succeeded many times without being noticed by her mother. Unexpectedly, today has become a life-saving ability to fight wits and courage with the Xue family.

An Sheng leaned over to uncover the needle and thread dustbin buckled in the corner of the house, and the little things hidden in it immediately curled up into a ball when frightened, and threw thorns all over his body, full of alertness.

An Ran, who was behind him, was startled as soon as he probed, and he couldn't help but take a step back.

An Sheng grinned proudly: "I spent a lot of time trying to catch it yesterday."

The coachman, Lao Wang, was an old man in the mansion. Because of his skill in taming horses and driving carts, Xue made an exception to let him stay.

Xue's housekeeping is mean, and there are not many people in the house. He is not only a driver, but also takes care of trivial matters such as purchasing grain, rice and vegetables. He has been a little confused these two days.

He knew very well about this marriage, but he couldn't do anything about it. He could only rot in his stomach, and the trouble would come out of his mouth.

He unloaded the goods in the kitchen, got on the train quickly, and rushed to the butcher's shop.

The carriage hurriedly raised the dust and sand, turned around the corner, and suddenly a small plain white hand stretched out from the carriage behind him, pulled the curtain aside a crack, and shouted in a low voice, "Uncle Wang."

The old man was startled, turned his face, and saw the second young lady emerge from the curtain of the car with a quirky smiling face.

When the madam was still alive a few years ago, this girl often appeared unexpectedly in his carriage, which was no surprise.

"Second miss?"

An Sheng nodded: "Uncle Wang, do you know where the Meng family lives? Can you send me there?"

Lao Wangtou immediately understood An Sheng's thoughts and sighed lightly: "Tomorrow will be a big wedding, it won't help."

An Sheng's bright eyes were suddenly covered with a layer of water vapor, and with the bumpy carriage of the carriage, he was extremely pitiful.

"Please, Uncle Wang."

Lao Wangtou's heart immediately turned into a puddle of water, he gritted his teeth, raised his whip, and the carriage turned into another street, bumped for a long time, and stopped slowly at the gate of Meng's mansion, which was decorated with lights.

Lao Wangtou jumped out of the carriage, and according to An Sheng's instructions, stepped forward and cupped his hands towards the doorman.

"My young master is an old friend of Mr. Meng's classmates. He came to congratulate Mr. Meng on his new marriage. Please send me back."

The concierge was also busy painting paste on the carved lion gate pier, pasting wedding invitations, and looked up at the inconspicuous carriage behind Lao Wang's head: "Unfortunately, my son was just dragged by some classmates to Zuisheng Building for a drink. Maybe I won't be able to come back for a while. If there is an urgent matter, I will look for it myself, and I should be familiar with both sides."

Old Wang was stunned for a moment, his face was a little weird, he turned around and got into the car without saying a word.

"The old slave still has a lot of errands to do, so the lady will follow the old slave all the way back."

An Sheng has been listening to the words outside, knowing Meng Jinglun's whereabouts, how can he give up halfway? Lifting the curtain of the car, he protested firmly: "No, I have to go to the Zuisheng Building."

Lao Wang didn't turn his head back, and said in a loud voice, "That's not where you go, Miss."

An Sheng only regarded that Zuisheng Building as a teahouse and wine shop, which was mixed with fish and dragons, and was not suitable for being a girl. Moreover, he had already delayed his errand, and he would be reprimanded by the Xue family when he returned home. After a little calculation in his heart, he leaned out half of the carriage: "Uncle Wang, stop."

Lao Wangtou was puzzled, and the carriage slowly stopped by the side of the road.

An Sheng jumped down from the carriage neatly, wearing a green and orange t-shirt and plain skirt, with two strings of green and white gardenias on the crow cyan double bun, looking back at Lao Wang's head and smiling sweetly: "I'll go and do it myself. Well, Uncle Wang can do his own thing, don't delay his errands."

Old Wang wanted to dissuade him, but An Sheng had already left in a hurry.

It was getting late, and the lanterns on the street lit up one after another, covering the night of the capital in a bright orange. An Sheng was inquiring about Zing Xing all the way, and saw the sign of Zuisheng Building from a distance, and gradually stopped.

Inside, the clothes are fragrant and the temples are shadowed, and there are thousands of charming and charming women leaning on the door to show off thousands of styles.

The lofty pride she had accumulated on the road suddenly disappeared.

She remembered that in her previous life, Meng Jinglun had longed for her sister, Xia Anran, because of her childhood sweetheart. At that time, he married Xia Ziwu into the Shi Lang's mansion, and he really left Xia Ziwu in the cold for a while, but he couldn't keep Xia Ziwu's soft and hard bubbles under house arrest and Madam Meng's bitterness changed his heart. This naturally became an important reason why Xia Ziwu hated her sister so much.

Therefore, she ventured out of the Xia Mansion and placed her final bet on Meng Jinglun. Originally, I thought that Meng Jinglun would be found in a fair and open manner, and he would tell the story and the whole story in a concise and comprehensive way, and see the difference between success and failure. Unexpectedly, Zuishenglou turned out to be a gold-selling cave.

An Sheng was secretly annoyed, angry that Meng Jinglun's appearance was golden and jade, and he was lost in it. The day before the wedding, he was still wandering in and out of this unbearable venue. Is it necessary to work hard for it?