The newly married reborn cold-faced boss dotes on his delicate wife

Even though she was sleeping on a brick bed that she had never slept on before, Jiang Tingxia slept well that night.

After the change of mindset, the living environment around me no longer seems so unacceptable.

Jiang Tingxia got up early the next morning, after all, it was her wedding day.

She found the red dress she had prepared for her wedding. She had bought these things casually in the mall because she was dissatisfied with the marriage. She felt upset and realized that she should have asked someone to order them from abroad. The photos of her overseas classmates who got married sent her back showed that they were wearing wedding dresses. The large skirt dragged on the ground and looked very beautiful. The groom had to wear a suit and tie, but unfortunately, she had not prepared any for Li Changpu.

But he is such a serious soldier, he should not learn the foreign ways. He must wear his green military uniform and a big red flower on his chest. Thinking of this, my red skirt is just right.

Jiang Tingxia drew her eyebrows, put on lipstick, and put on a festive red dress. After she was ready, Nanfang and a group of family members from the military family compound arrived.

Nanfang spoke outside the door, her voice loud and cheerful, "Is the bride up yet?"

Then the sound of women laughing could be heard outside the door.

Jiang Tingxia's face suddenly turned red when she heard the noise outside.

She got up and opened the door, and found a dozen women standing outside. Nanfang walked in, and the others stood in the yard and secretly watched her without entering the house.

When they saw Jiang Tingxia, they first exclaimed, and then started talking.

Someone said enviously, "Is it popular to wear such clothes at weddings in the city?"

Someone retorted, "Who said that? My cousin got married last month and they wore big red flowers, no different from us."

"The places are different, right? Your cousin is from an ordinary county town, but she is from Wenhai City. They are really different."

"Tsk, I think some people just like to do something different, like to be heretical."

The older women looked down upon this look and said dissatisfiedly, "That's right, you are dressed like a goblin."

Younger people like it very much, "I think it looks good to wear it this way. If I get married again, I will wear it this way too."

Someone joked, "Sister Dongmei, you've already given birth to three kids. You can't wear these clothes even if I give them to you. Just stay with your man and live your life obediently."

Zhou Dongmei was very dissatisfied, "You didn't see me wearing it, so how do you know I can't wear it?"

While everyone was talking, only Yang Jinfeng stood aside silently. She thought of the dazzling face that appeared inside the dilapidated wooden door when it was opened, the black eyes, the fair skin, and the eye-catching red, which almost made her bite her teeth off.

Before going out, she deliberately tied her hair into two braids and applied osmanthus hair oil, but compared with her, she was like a country chicken seeing a phoenix, totally not good enough.

Growing up, she has been the village beauty, and no one is prettier than her. She came here with full confidence, but she didn't expect that the first time she saw the bride would be such a heavy blow.

She opened her mouth and said to the crowd who were still curious about the bride, "She's from a big city, her clothes must be very expensive, where can we borrow them to wear? I'm afraid we'll get them dirty if we touch them."

Jiang Tingxia's reputation had long been known for being rude and having a bad temper, so when Yang Jinfeng said this, everyone assumed that Jiang Tingxia would definitely dislike everyone in this way.

Someone immediately responded, "Tsk, what's so precious about it? You can't wear this dress to meet people. It's immoral. My legs and arms are all exposed. I don't dare to wear it."

"Indecent and immoral" was a very severe accusation. Now, those who originally thought the skirt was pretty no longer dared to say that they liked it. It was as if saying they liked the skirt was the same as liking something indecent and immoral. Everyone turned their attention to accusing Jiang Tingxia of that red skirt.

They did not enter the house, but watched Jiang Tingxia sitting inside through the door and windows, whispering to each other from time to time.

Jiang Tingxia had no idea what was going on and took a curious look. Just when she thought it was some custom before the wedding, Nanfang waved at them, "What are you all doing outside? Come in."

"Tingxia will live with everyone in the compound from now on. She has some unfamiliar places, so please help her."

Nan Fang's lover is the biggest leader here. When she said this, everyone came in and responded.

The wedding venue was in the study room, which was spacious. Jiang Tingxia was surrounded by many women and slowly walked towards Li Changpu.

Just as Jiang Tingxia had guessed, he was wearing his green military uniform and a big red flower.

The two first bowed to the portraits of great men in the room according to the procedure, and then bowed to each other as husband and wife.

Then everyone came up, laughing and asking for candy.

People squeezed Li Changpu and Jiang Tingxia, who were distributing the candy, in the middle. The two were squeezed so hard that their arms were pressed against each other. Jiang Tingxia could even feel his warm body temperature.

Li Changpu grabbed a handful of candies from her pocket and threw them at the crowd. Colorful candies fell from the sky. Jiang Tingxia was afraid of being hit, so she shrank her neck and dodged towards Li Changpu. Li Changpu reacted quickly and subconsciously stretched out her arms to block half a meter above her head, but the candies still hit the two of them with a crackling sound.

Next, people waited for the wedding banquet. Each family handed in three or two grain coupons, and the helping young man happily brought pots of stewed cabbage, pork and vermicelli to the table. Each person had a steaming bowl first, accompanied by plenty of white flour buns. It tasted so delicious.

Jiang Tingxia looked at the scene in front of her and her eyes went dark again. The wedding she imagined, not to mention the romantic scene of releasing balloons on the lawn, would require at least a dozen tables at the Wenhai Hotel, and each table would cost at least twenty yuan.

If she had seen a few pots of pork stewed with noodles at her wedding banquet in the past, she would have thought it was a nightmare, but now, she comforted herself in her heart, Jiang Tingxia, this is no big deal, it's acceptable, it's acceptable.

People around her greeted her, "Don't be shy, eat as much as you can."

Jiang Tingxia looked at everyone with a smile and took a bite of the steamed bun.

"Well, eat, eat."

After the wedding ceremony, the two were escorted to the house allocated to Li Changpu, a low bungalow.

After giving their gifts, everyone left.

The originally crowded room now had only two people left, and it suddenly felt spacious.

There was a kang in the room, and also new washbasins, thermoses, towels and quilt covers prepared for the wedding.

This little home is so simple and shabby.

Li Changpu observed Jiang Tingxia's expression. She lowered her head and looked depressed.

Jiang Tingxia really found it hard to accept the house in front of her, and it was hard for her to accept that she would live here in the future.

She saw Li Changpu skillfully light a fire and boil a large pot of water. He scooped half a basin of water into the washbasin and said, "Wash your face and rest."

Jiang Tingxia soaked the towel and wiped her face with it.

Li Changpu found a few long benches and put them together.