After the cannon fodder father and daughter married into the family, the whole family regretted it

The main hall of Fang Mansion was crowded with people and noisy.

The incense table was enshrined with the tablet of the elder from the second branch of the Fang family. There were also three sacrificial animals and fresh fruits on the table, and the green smoke of sandalwood rose up.

Fang Tong ran back first, and he and Qian Fengping were wearing brand new dresses and sitting beside the main seat. They had irrepressible smiles on their faces, and their mouths were almost stretched to their ears.

He looked at the grand scene in front of him and his second brother who was about to complete the most important event in his life. He felt mixed emotions and couldn't help but think of the past.

Since childhood, the two brothers have almost depended on each other. Even though the second elder brother was mentally retarded, he never forgot to take care of his younger brother.

The second brother suffered much more than him... Now, the suffering has finally paid off!

He couldn't help but turn sideways and whisper to Qian Fengping, "Madam, look at my second brother. He looks even more nervous than I did when I married into the family."

Qian Fengping glared at him in anger, but her eyes were full of smiles, and she gently patted the back of his hand.

On both sides of the hall, the guests could no longer contain their excitement.

The military colleagues were talking loudly, joking with each other and speculating on how heroic the bride would be; the civil servants were also blushing and talking in low voices in twos and threes.

The women gathered together, their eyes glancing towards the door from time to time, whispering to each other, and the children squeezed in and out of the crowd.

"The auspicious time has arrived—the newlyweds are in their places—!"

The emcee's powerful call echoed, and the noisy sounds in the hall instantly died down, and everyone's eyes were cast outside.

Outside the door, Fang Nanzhi was standing by and saw his second uncle take a deep breath and tighten the silk ribbon in his hand that was tied with a big red hydrangea.

"The incense is burning, the ancestors are above! The newlyweds kneel!"

Fang Yin and Meng Lan stopped in front of the brocade-covered mat and knelt down together as instructed.

"Bow to Heaven and Earth—Thank you for your destined marriage!"

They turned toward the azure sky outside the hall and bowed deeply. Fang Yin's movements were crisp and decisive, Meng Lan's posture was also standard. This bow was a token of gratitude for the fate that had allowed them to meet and know each other in this vast sea of ​​people.

"Bow to parents twice - express gratitude to parents for their kindness!"

He turned around, faced the ancestral tablet on the incense table, and kowtowed again.

When Fang Yin looked at Fang Tong, his eyes were filled with the unspoken gratitude between brothers. Seeing this, Fang Tong felt a slight lump in his throat.

The most critical moment has arrived.

"Husband and wife bow to each other - this life is a life of unity and support!"

The newlyweds stood up and faced each other. Under the guidance of the master of ceremonies, they both bowed at the same time and bowed to each other.

This bow is a vow to stand together hand in hand and never leave each other, regardless of wealth or status, good times or bad times.

"The ceremony is over! Send her to the bridal chamber!"

The emcee drawled out his words, his voice filled with the joy of fulfillment.

wow——

Thunderous applause, cheers, and children's excited screams surged like a tide, instantly flooding the entire hall.

The band, which had been prepared long ago, put in their best efforts, playing the suona particularly loudly and beating the gongs and drums deafeningly.

The naughty boys grabbed the colorful confetti and flower petals from the basket and threw them at the newlyweds. Red, gold and blue pieces of paper fell on their hair and shoulders.

Fang Yin subconsciously moved sideways, trying to help Meng Lan block the attack. This subtle action brought about another round of good-natured laughter and cheers.

Amidst the blessings of "Have a baby soon" and "Grow old together", Fang Yin was almost pushed by the crowd. Half-protecting Meng Lan, he squeezed out of the enthusiastic crowd with difficulty and headed towards the backyard as if escaping.

As soon as you step into the bridal chamber, the deafening noise from outside is separated by the door.

In the room, the dragon and phoenix wedding candles were burning brightly, filling the room with warm colors.

The air was filled with the scent of new wood, silk, and a faint fragrance of powder. Everywhere I looked, I saw a festive red.

There were bright red curtains with a picture of hundreds of children and grandchildren, a bright red quilt with a picture of mandarin ducks playing in the water, intricate and delicate red window grilles on the window frames, and even the teacups and utensils on the table were tied with small red silk flowers.

Fang Yin was still dazed by the fact that he was married, and he led Meng Lan to sit down on the bed covered with a thick brocade mattress.

After completing the most important ceremony, they were the only two left, and he became even more nervous and awkward than before.

Standing in front of Meng Lan, watching her sitting there quietly, he rubbed his hands.

"Lan'er," he said, his voice a little dry due to nervousness, "Sit down and rest for a while. Are you tired?"

He remembered something and quickly added, "Are you hungry? I'll have someone bring you some snacks right away. You can secretly eat some to fill your stomach."

He took a small step forward, as if about to confide a secret, lowering his voice to a negotiating tone, "You know those guys outside, each one of them is a tough nut to crack. They're definitely trying to get me drunk. I...I have to go out and deal with them, otherwise they'll make a scene until dawn."

His eyes were almost glued to the red veil. He raised his hand and then put it down again. In the end, he didn't dare to do anything rash. He just repeatedly reminded her, "I'll let Zhizhi stay here with you. If you have anything, whether you want to drink water or do anything, just tell her."

Only then did he remember Fang Nanzhi who was left aside - yes, there were actually three people in the room, and Fang Nanzhi had been looking at them with a smile for a long time.

He looked at his niece with some embarrassment: "Zhizhi, please help me take good care of her."

Fang Nanzhi looked at her second uncle's honest appearance and felt both amused and warmed. She stepped forward and agreed graciously, "Second uncle, don't worry. I'm here to take good care of your aunt. Please drink less outside and take care of yourself."

After receiving this guarantee, Fang Yin felt as if he had received a pardon and completed a handover ceremony.

He strode out of the bridal chamber to face the next round of "test" as a groom.

The door of the new room was closed gently, further isolating the noise from outside.

The room was completely quiet, with only the occasional, subtle "crackling" sound of the burning red candles.

Fang Nanzhi walked to the bedside and spoke softly, "Second Aunt, you've come all the way here in a bridal sedan chair and performed all the formalities. This phoenix coronet must be heavy, right? We're family, so we don't care about those empty formalities. Let me help you take this heavy thing off and loosen it up, okay? Your neck won't be able to bear it if you wear it for too long."

Her words were thoughtful and down-to-earth, without the slightest hint of formality.

Meng Lan let out a long breath under her veil, with a sense of relief and gratitude.

Fang Nanzhi then gently and skillfully helped her unfasten the complicated buckles and take off the phoenix crown.

The weight suddenly disappeared, and Meng Lan couldn't help but gently move her stiff neck. Although the veil had not been lifted yet, she felt much more relaxed.

Fang Nanzhi put the phoenix crown away properly and poured a cup of warm tea into Meng Lan's hands, "Have a sip of tea to moisten your throat first."