Dreaming of 1988, I have the ability to see ghosts and ghosts

It was so lively with music and firecrackers blasting all the way.

When they arrived at Hu Shuangyue's house, the door was closed. The young men and women were laughing and asking Wang Erming to take out the red envelope.

Finally, the door opened, but Wang Fang was still blocking the door and forced Wang Erming to say "I love you, my wife" in front of everyone before she let him in.

How could Wang Haoming, a fool, say such embarrassing words? His face turned red, and he finally said it after everyone kept chasing and cheering him on.

The sound was so quiet that it was not even as loud as a mosquito. Only after I said a lot of good things on his behalf did Wang Fang let him in.

Hu Shuangyue was sitting in the room, wearing a red cotton coat and a red veil, looking particularly beautiful and charming. The two smiled at each other, feeling sweet and happy.

After picking up the bride, we walked back again, with music and dance all the way. Wang Fang was the one who sent the bride off, and I was the one who welcomed her. We walked together, and Long Mo followed the young man obediently.

His height and temperament were really incompatible with those young men in the countryside. Seeing that the villagers were afraid to approach him, I even forced a smile to avoid embarrassing me, but those young men still didn't want to walk with him.

Wang Fang looked at him and joked, "Liu Feng, your brother Long really stands out from the crowd."

I looked in Long Mo's direction, and there was indeed a little bit. He shrugged at me.

Wang Fang walked around to his side, tugged at the corner of his clothes, pulled him over, and walked with us.

As we were walking, the sounds of gongs, drums and suona suddenly stopped. I looked forward and saw the bride and groom stopped by the small bridge.

The uncle who was in charge of the girl's family was facing Wang Erming and seemed to be saying something to him.

"This is the red envelope for crossing the bridge." Wang Fang said with a smile.

I understand now. In the Central Plains, there is indeed a custom of asking for red envelopes when the wedding procession crosses the bridge.

When the wedding procession reaches a bridge, it usually stops, and some people in the procession will walk to the middle of the bridge to block the way.

They will ask for red envelopes from the wedding procession, implying that the newlyweds will have a prosperous and smooth life.

The people in the wedding reception team will prepare some red envelopes, which usually contain some cash, and then hand them over to the people in the wedding farewell team.

The people in the wedding procession will take the red envelope, open it and check the amount of money inside. If they are satisfied, they will make way and let the wedding procession continue to move forward.

If the amount in the red envelope is not enough, the people in the wedding procession will continue to ask for more until they are satisfied.

Although this custom is a bit cumbersome, it is also full of festive and joyful atmosphere, making the entire wedding more lively and interesting.

I saw Wang Erming quickly take out a few red envelopes from his pocket and handed them over. The man took them, weighed them, and still stood there motionless.

Afterwards, the uncle who was in charge of the groom's family hurried over, took out a stack of red envelopes from his backpack, and stuffed them into the man's hand with a smiling face.

The man raised his eyebrows and waved his hand. The sounds of gongs, drums and suona started again. Accompanied by a string of firecrackers, the team slowly moved forward again.

Fortunately, there is only this one bridge along the way, otherwise we would miss the auspicious time if we kept stopping and starting.

After crossing the bridge, I looked back at the small bridge. The bridge was still the same as it was a few years ago, except that the water ghost under the bridge had changed.

Those three girls and the little yellow dog might have been reincarnated long ago, and Huang Anhua should have also entered the cycle of reincarnation long ago. I don’t know what happened to Yingzi and Xiongzi after so many years, and whether they have passed away.

I turned around and continued to follow the team forward. Long Mo patted my back gently with a gentle look on his face.

Today is a happy day, and I shouldn't think about those who have passed away and add to my sadness, but when I got here, I thought of them.

I smiled at Long Mo and cheered myself up. Today is a good day for Brother Er Ming and we should be happy.

When we were about one kilometer away from Wang Erming's house, the slowly moving team suddenly quickened their pace. I was totally confused and didn't understand what was going on, so I also quickened my pace.

As they were about to enter the house, Wang Erming and Hu Shuangyue ran towards the main room at the same time, and then someone in the crowd started to make a noise.

"Er Ming, run quickly, don't let your wife get there first."

"Hurry, hurry, hurry! Shuangyue, quickly cross the threshold."

What was going on? All of us who were welcoming the bride and seeing her off stopped and watched everything with a smile on our faces.

At this time, Hu Shuangyue actually crossed the threshold before Uncle Wang Erming. Just as Wang Erming was about to raise his foot to follow in, he was pulled back by the two elders next to him.

The one who pulled him was his second uncle, and the other was his uncle.

"Uncle, please let me go. Don't believe this." Wang Erming looked helplessly at Hu Shuangyue who had already entered.

"How can I not believe this? It's not the turn of women to be the masters of our Wang family."

My second uncle has a gloomy face and seems to be a male chauvinist, but most men in rural areas are like this.

I was a little puzzled about what it meant for this woman to be the boss of the family, and what it had to do with Wang Erming entering the house.

I leaned over to Wang Fang's ear and whispered, "Wang Fang, what's going on?"

Wang Fang turned her head and looked at me as if I were an idiot.

"Liu Feng, you grew up in the countryside, how could you not know this?"

I stared at Wang Fang with wide eyes, full of confusion.

"Since you look so silly, I'll tell you. In our area, whoever enters the house first gets to be the head of the family when getting married."

So that's how it is. It suddenly dawned on me.

At this time, Wang Erming was still being pulled by two elders. He was a scholar, and the people's teacher would never believe this. But why did Hu Shuangyue listen to the elders and run in first? Wasn't she also a people's teacher?

Wang Erming tried to break free, but was held tightly by the two elders.

Hu Shuangyue looked back at Wang Erming's embarrassed expression and had no choice but to turn back.

"Shuangyue, don't come out. Didn't your mother tell you to?" Someone in the crowd who should be Hu Shuangyue's elder shouted loudly.

Hu Shuangyue smiled and didn't answer, but walked over the threshold with a smile.

Seeing Hu Shuangyue coming out, the two elders who were holding Wang Erming finally let go of their hands.

Wang Erming's face was filled with a happy smile, his eyes revealed his love and commitment to her, and he gently held Hu Shuangyue's hand.

He stepped forward, crossed the threshold, and Hu Shuangyue followed him in.

After a series of formalities, the newlyweds were escorted to their bridal chamber.

"When we get married, we will let you enter the house first."

Long Mo lowered his head and whispered in my ear. I blushed again and looked at him with a dazed look. After lunch, Long Mo, Uncle Huang and I went home first.

Marriage is a big deal, and I, who couldn't help much, was so tired. It was too cold, so I went back and hid in bed, and Long Mo followed me in.

Wang Erming told us that we don't need to cook at home these days, as there are still plenty of dishes at home, so we can all go to his house to eat. I didn't refuse.

It's like this in the countryside. Ordinary friends and people in the village have to eat for three days, and relatives and close friends like us have to eat for at least four or five days.

So we ate at Wang Erming's house the next day. On the third day, Long Mo said he couldn't go, so he made some light meals at home. He didn't go in the morning, and Wang Erming came to his house to call him at noon.