Marry the right man on the wrong sedan chair

At this time, Zhuang Han's mother was smiling at this beautiful and unique wedding dress, sighing that it was beautiful, and said with a smile, "Han'er, you must be no worse than those women in it, and even more beautiful than them."

"Hey! Listen to what you said, your Han'er is the most beautiful person in the world, right?" The eldest lady taunted before entering the room.

Zhuang Han's mother put down the wedding gown in her hand, frowned, and hurriedly got up to meet the eldest lady, before she could stand still, she saw the eldest lady enter the room and angrily scolded, "If the master gives you some face, you won't put me This eldest lady puts it in her eyes, doesn't she, you lowly maidservant!"

"Ma'am, I..."

"Auntie, my mother's words are inappropriate, I hope my mother will forgive me." Zhuang Han interrupted his mother and said, "As for this face, we are all given by my father. Also, if my mother is a lowly maid, What happened to dad?"

"You!" The madam's angry eyes almost popped out, she gave Zhuang Han a hard look, walked to the table and picked up the wedding dress, and was about to tear it off in anger.

"Stop!" Seeing that the wedding dress was about to be torn off, Master Zhuang's sudden visit stopped the lady's actions.

"Jianfang, what are you doing?"

"Master, this Yan'er's wedding dress is actually the same as that of this servant. As the eldest lady of the Zhuang family and the future princess, isn't that too honorable?"

"Yan'er is the eldest lady of the Zhuang family, but Han'er is the second miss of the Zhuang family. They are sisters. Why can't they lose their identity?" Master Zhuang said, "You also said that Yan'er will be the princess in the future. Could it be that the princess doesn't even have this measure?" nothing?"

The whole house was silent.

"Okay, let's all go down, tomorrow is the day of marriage, what's the point of making such a noise?"

Seeing the master's attitude, and the fact that tomorrow is her daughter's big day, the eldest lady didn't want to provoke anger, so she gave up.

However, she still couldn't swallow this breath. On the second day, when Zhuang Han changed her wedding dress and was about to get on the sedan chair, she ran to another courtyard, tore off the auspicious red hijab and cursed, "Bah! You're just a maid." Is the lowly breed worthy of the dragon and the phoenix? That is only for those with noble status; if you want to build it, go ahead and dream it!"

As he spoke, he tore the red hijab of Dragon and Phoenix Chengxiang in two.

"You..." Zhuang Han's mother had tears in the corners of her eyes, "Madam, do you have to be so cruel? This is about to get on the sedan chair, you tear up this hijab, how can we, Han'er, hide our face?"

"That's your business." The eldest lady sneered, "If she can make her wedding dress, shoes and socks like our Yan'er, you mother and daughter have accumulated great virtue!" After saying that, she shook her sleeves and went out.

"You!" Zhuang Han's mother burst into tears angrily, "This...Han'er..."

Compared with his mother's anxiety, Zhuang Han seemed much calmer. He comforted, "Mother, just find a piece of red cloth, and my son doesn't care about the prosperity of the dragon and the phoenix."

"How can this be done? How can this red hijab just find a piece of red cloth? You kid is talking nonsense."

Zhuang Han said with a smile, "Could it be possible that a mother still expects her son to be like a big girl, and get married in a coquettish and shy manner? I don't care about this as a man."

"But we've come to this point, so we can't be so careless."

"Ma'am, if the old slave sends someone to buy a red hijab quickly, there is still time." Said the old lady who had been with the second lady for many years.

"Okay, Mama Zhang, hurry up and get someone to buy a red hijab." After a pause, Zhuang's mother ordered, "To avoid disputes, don't buy dragons and phoenixes, buy peony blossoms, double happiness, lily flowers, and mandarin duck operas." Water is fine, those are no worse than Dragon and Phoenix Prosperity."

"Okay, ma'am."

Not long after, Zhang's mother yelled out of breath, "Ma'am, Ma'am, it's too bad, the person sent said that there are no red hijab sellers in these streets."

"what?!"