Rebirth of the soul rekindles the dream of the beauty of the country

Rulong thought that he really did not look that old now. If he said that he had started a family, Uncle Zhu would think that he was making excuses and it would be very hurtful. Rulong was struggling to find excuses to comfort himself.

On this day, the room was full of distinguished guests, and red lanterns were hung high. After the banquet, it was time to enter the bridal chamber. Rulong thought that he was going to cultivate immortality, so he couldn't worry too much, nor could he be too selfish and hurt Ruxin. So he couldn't spend the bridal chamber, but if he left tonight, where would Miss Ruxin put her face? After tonight, he would find an excuse to leave tomorrow, and repay the Zhu family in the future. Ruxin was still in the bridal chamber, she must be waiting anxiously, such a good girl, he couldn't let her wait too long, and couldn't let her stay alone in the empty room. Rulong made up his mind and entered the room with the red wedding character hanging on it.

Ruxin was wearing red makeup, delicate eyebrows, and a hairpin with a phoenix hairpin passed down from her ancestors. On one side of her head was a long earring from Liu Ruyan that Rulong had given her. Perhaps Ruxin felt that the earring was too long, so she tied it into a bow. Ruxin did not wear a red veil like in the TV series.

Ruxin looked at Rulong with a somewhat resentful look, as if to say, "Aren't the two greatest pleasures in a man's life, when his name is on the imperial examination and when he has his wedding night? A moment of springtime is worth a thousand pounds! Why are you dithering?"

Rulong looked at Ruxin and was quite moved. He knew he was in the wrong and smiled awkwardly. But Ruxin said first: "Should I call you husband, or husband, or husband?"

Rulong knew that Ruxin had something to say, which sounded a little blaming, but also cute and playful. Rulong said, "You can call me whatever you want, but husband and husband are ancient names. If you call me that now, people will think you are different. Calling me husband is not something I am used to. That's the way it's used in short videos, movies and TV. Just call me Rulong. We are used to calling people by their given names in our area, so you should follow the local customs."

Rulong said half-jokingly and half-seriously, and Ruxin's mood also improved a lot. Rulong saw Ruxin's expression and continued, "Ruxin, look, the moon is bright outside. Let's go boating, enjoy the moon, drink and sing. Isn't it more interesting?"

Ruxin thought, I heard that people in China like to have sex outdoors, just like in Red Sorghum, and they also like to have sex in cars. Could it be that Rulong wants to have sex on a boat, so he is looking for a romantic excuse? "

Ruxin blushed, and she put aside her unhappiness. She thought that Chinese people are Chinese, and all the ways of playing are new. She jokingly said, "Marry a chicken, follow the chicken; marry a dog, follow the dog. Let's go."

So Rulong brought a bottle of the best Wuliangye and two cups. Whether it was real drinking or fake drinking, at least he had to pretend. The two of them went out, and Ruxin lifted the red lantern hanging in front of the door to light the way. The two of them, one in front and one behind, quietly slipped to the riverside and boarded their own small fishing boat. The boat slowly rowed to the center of the river.

Rulong placed the glasses and poured wine for the two of them, saying, "Ruxin, look at how beautiful the moonlight is tonight. I'd be willing to look at this scenery for the rest of my life." Rulong was just making small talk.

Ruxin was not interested in looking at the scenery, nor in appreciating the moon. The wedding night, the bridal chamber, this is a brand engraved in the deep soul of the Chinese. What happened to Rulong? This is not the right time for romance! Ruxin did not think much about it, but heard that if a man does not get drunk, a woman will not have the chance, so she picked up the wine glass and wanted to drink with Rulong. The two of them drank one cup after another, and their faces were flushed. Well, Rulong remembered an advertisement slogan from his childhood: "Xuan's wine is so delicious that it is hard to describe it. If Miss Chang'e comes down to earth, she will drink a jar with me. You drink one cup and I drink one cup, and our faces are flushed." The advertisement slogan was roughly like this. It is a bit vulgar, but it has a sense of picture, it is very close to culture, it is very fresh in creativity, and it seemed very bold at the time. While making many people laugh and tease, it also left a deep impression in their minds.

Rulong thought, isn't Ruxin just like Chang'e who came down to earth? The flaming red lips attracted Rulong's heart; the blush on her face was full of charming spring colors; the blurred eyes were rippling with intoxicating autumn waves; the shaking willow eyebrows were also a silent seduction; the half-long earrings were tied into a bow, with the casual asymmetrical beauty of Suzhou gardens, and a bit of playful charm; the towering peaks, I don't know if it was the heartbeat that was shaking, or the shaking that caused the heartbeat; the red makeup seemed to have a natural charm, attracting the cattle that needed to plow the fields, igniting the fire in Rulong's body and making it burn fiercely.

Rulong was having a hard time controlling himself and wanted to look away. He recalled a poem he wrote that year. Now it seemed like his wish had come true, but it also seemed like his wish had not come true. He only felt that life was like a play, and life was like a play. Fate played tricks on people. Rulong felt emotional and wanted to sing out his dream. He said to Ruxin, "Ruxin, let me sing a song for you."

When Ruxin heard this, she thought, Rulong can sing, let's listen. So she said, "Okay, I haven't heard you sing before."

Rulong, under the influence of alcohol, clapped his hands and sang the song about his past dreams, the dream that was within reach, and fell into reminiscence.

On this long river, under the bright moonlight, in the gentle breeze, in the red candlelight, a beautiful song sounded.

The leisurely boat takes us to the water town in our dreams

The red lanterns float along the river

The red makeup is stained with the faint fragrance of lotus

Tonight, accompany me to collect the starry sky

The haziness of the mist and rain covered her with a dreamy dress

The willow trees that linger record this past

Holding up a floral umbrella, I looked through the carved window

A red flower fell on her palm

In the dream, the water town is still the same as before. In the dream, the bride blooms like a flower.

Accompanied by the evening singing of fishermen, let the laughter drift away with the wind

Kiss the beautiful face in the lake, the years are rippling with the ripples

Pick up the moon in the water and give it to the bride in my dream

I'm the groom tonight

May the footsteps of time go by gently, not waking up the lingering dream

Your initial appearance is also engraved in my heart

Beside the bridge she was tying her pink dress

Beautiful butterfly landed on the black hair

Who touched her heart? She gazed at him with affection

Look at that dragonfly skimming the water, stirring up the melancholy in the water

In the dream, the water town is still the same as before. In the dream, the bride blooms like a flower.

Accompanied by the evening singing of fishermen, let the laughter drift away with the wind

Kiss the beautiful face in the lake, the years are rippling with the ripples

Pick up the moon in the water and give it to the bride in my dream

I'm the groom tonight

In the dream, the water town is still the same as before. In the dream, the bride blooms like a flower.

Accompanied by the evening singing of fishermen, let the laughter drift away with the wind

Kiss the beautiful face in the lake, the years are rippling with the ripples

Pick up the moon in the water and give it to the bride in my dream

I'm the groom tonight

May the city's footsteps move gently and not disturb the past of the water village

I also hide your original appearance in my dreams

Ruxin couldn't help but be intoxicated by the song, thinking that Rulong's singing was really beautiful. The most important thing was that it was about her, at least there was her shadow, Rulong was really thoughtful and talented, and she felt that he was absolutely sincere to her, and she felt that she was the bride of her dreams, and her current situation was the life that Rulong expected. The more Ruxin thought about it, the happier she became, but this wedding night was so romantic, it seemed that there was always something missing, imperfect, and the real business had not been done yet. Ruxin was a little anxious, and when the two of them drank the wedding wine again, she fell into Rulong's arms.

With a beautiful woman in front of him, a soft and fragrant woman in his arms, a strong drink in his heart, and a burning desire, Rulong was a little confused. Ruxin raised her exquisitely carved face, slightly closed her peach-like eyes, opened her red lips, and a faint body fragrance filled her nose. Ruxin kissed Rulong like this, and Rulong could no longer care about too much, and met her heavily and kissed her deeply.

At this time, it seemed as if a strong wind was blowing, and the boat was rolling in the huge waves, or as if the river water was surging with huge waves shaken by the boat. It was just like what an ancient poem said: "The waves hit the shore, rolling up thousands of piles of snow."

After a long time, everything was calm. Ruxin lay beside Rulong, contentedly drawing circles on Rulong's skin with her small fingers, as if she was savoring the past or intoxicated.

Rulong looked at the naked Ruxin and thought of Liu Ruyan. They were really equally matched. Without the clothes, their truest appearance was revealed. It was a fair comparison.

Rulong felt that he drank a little too much and was a little drunk, so he hurriedly did things that he shouldn't have done. Drinking really ruined things, so, never drink and drive.

Rulong is now sober and feels that he did it a little muddled and didn't savor it carefully. He also looks at Ruxin's charming body and Mingyan's seductiveness. Anyway, he has done something bad. If he doesn't savor it carefully, he will feel sorry for himself and Ruxin, and it will be too unprofitable. So he gently said to Ruxin in a naughty way: "Do we want to do it again? I was just confused and not very clear."

Ruxin said shyly, "It hurts."

With just one word, Rulong shut up and he began to feel even more distressed for Ruxin.