Can a general do whatever he wants?

Old cars decorated with bouquets of red and pink roses are lined up from the street to the end of the street, and the roar of the cars shows the extraordinary identity and status of the owner of this house.The musicians who played music were orderly shouting and singing songs in the Yan family compound, and even the five or six red firecrackers along the road covered up the noise in the bustle.In order to celebrate the wedding of the young master of the Yan family, countless red ribbons were tied on the trees all over the city overnight. Soldiers maintaining order were all along the roadside. Looking in the courtyard.

People on the outside look in, but people on the inside think about the outside world.

In the little room, Chen Ming had already changed into the red robe that should be worn when getting married.Due to nervousness, he kept rubbing his hands and wandering around the room trying to relieve his inner anxiety.

Xiumei frowned slightly, Chen Ming never thought that as a boy, he would marry another adult whose gender is male.It's not that he didn't think about running away, but in the past three days, Chen Niang forced him to tell him about "Eighteen Styles of Yufu", so he had no chance of running away.

The only remaining time was also lost in Chen Ming's irritability.

With red makeup on his face and a tasseled red cloth covering his face, he, Chen Ming, was married just like that.

Married lively.

The style of marriage.

I was also aggrieved by marriage.

On the high hall, the person holding the hand with him is not the young master of the Yan family who has never met, but a majestic rooster, the rooster looks extraordinarily majestic with its head held high.

Marriage in place of a rooster is a wedding ceremony that is only used when the man is disabled or has passed away. With a rooster as a husband, the married woman must be a lowly person for the wealthy family to celebrate.

Chen Ming listened to the sound of the rooster cuckooing from time to time, lowered his head, pressed his lower lip, his face turned pale for a while.

Sure enough, there is no such free lunch in the world.Let the eldest young master of the Yan family marry a bought slave, no matter how you look at it, it is too unimaginable.

But if you let the lowly people come to rejoice, it would be perfect.

The voice of worshiping Gaotang overwhelmed the broken words of those relatives of the Yan family, but Chen Ming could hear them clearly.

It was full of ridicule and teasing.

For some reason, Chen Ming suddenly felt wronged.

After entering the bridal chamber with the last sound, Chen Ming bent down to the cock and lowered his head. At the same time, the tears in his eyes could no longer be held back.

It was the spring of 1943. Chen Ming married into Yan’s family. He remembered that when he met the rooster, his grievance overflowed with tears. With his red hijab embroidered with mandarin ducks, when he opened it, thousands of miles of red makeup were not as good as his tears.

Gabe fell, and Hong Niang left the high hall holding Chen Ming's hand.

In the main hall are all the relatives and friends of the Yan family with extraordinary identities, and Chen Ming's departure doesn't matter to them at all.They don't want to care about how the paralyzed cripple is doing now, and of course they don't want to care what kind of woman the cripple married.Just think that this wedding is just a gathering organized by the Yan family.

The matchmaker didn't bring Chen Ming to Yan Yue's room immediately, she led Chen Ming to the side room first.

The matchmaker pressed Chen Ming's shoulder to make him sit down, and Chen Ming sat down obediently.The matchmaker saw Chen Ming's grievances, and asked which girl would feel wronged when she was told that she was marrying a big rooster when she got married.

"Okay, don't feel wronged for now. There will be more wronged when you see the young master."

More wronged?What's the meaning?

It's fine if you let yourself marry someone you've never met. The one who worships is still a cock. Can't stomach?

Chen Ming now regrets that he was greedy for the comfortable environment at home and did not escape earlier.

"You stay in this room first, and I will take you to the young master's room after an hour." The matchmaker glanced at the dried fruit on the table beside her, grabbed a handful and stuffed it into Chen Ming's hand, and said: "Do you want to eat something to fill your stomach? When you are full, the old lady has something to tell you."

Chen Ming looked at the dried fruit in his hand through the gap under the red cloth cover. His fingers retracted and then loosened, but he did not eat the fruit.

"It's fine if you don't eat, I'll tell you what the old lady told me to tell you." The matchmaker was a little annoyed. Chen Ming ignored her kindness. She glanced at the silent bride and sat on a bench at random. He continued angrily: "The old lady told you to take good care of the young master, and give her a great-grandson early. If the young master refuses, you can just step up and do it yourself. Anyway, she will be watching outside tonight." Now, if you don't go to the young master, you can wait to be punished."

"Hey, if you want me to tell you, this old lady Yan is really old and not ashamed, and she is so fierce at such an age." The matchmaker looked at Chen Ming's body again, and sighed, "You see, you are not an old lady. Good material for giving birth to a baby. How could the old lady let you do this kind of thing. "

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Chen Ming nodded:

I'm really not a baby material, because it's impossible for me to have a baby.

"You are a cute baby, you will nod and shake your head when you don't talk or make noise. I like it. Hmm... you should bring something to eat later. Oh, yes... the old lady also said, just in case In case, he has already fed the young master some medicine to cheer up the bed, you just take the initiative."

Hearing Hongniang's words, Chen Ming shook his hands and almost threw the dried fruit out of his hands.