Chapter 86: Anyu wedding

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Coming soon Sunday, I ended up empty-handed, persuaded by An Ning.
The skirt was worn by the parents before, and a black hair was deliberately coiled up before going out, and it became a ball in the head.
I put on a little light makeup, after all, I was attending someone else's wedding.
I looked at the dress in the mirror. The first thing I scratched in my head was the first time I wore this skirt, and I was helped by the ogre. At that time, I was almost thrown by the ogre who turned into a wolf. On the bed, eat and wipe again.
If An Ning called, maybe I wouldn't even think about getting out of bed that day.
The thought of seeing myself in the mirror that day turned red.
The scenes, like trouble, have always been rooted in my mind, I don't think about them, they have to be repeated in my mind over and over again, so I can't wait to take off this skirt directly!
It really affects the state too much!
I blushed and took a small bag to go out and take a taxi to the shroud shop.
Because I do n’t know the specific address of Anjia, Anning said that today Grandpa An is going to give a new
customer
a figure and make clothes, so let me go over and go to Anjia at that time.
Mom saw my dress, she knew that I was going to the wedding, and looked at me with an intoxicated expression: "Our Xiaohua has grown up, and has grown into a big beauty."
She seemed to see my uncomfortableness and shyness, she was a little surprised, and smiled a little slyly: "Why is your face so red?"
I made her face even hotter with her ridiculous tone, and gave her a gaze at her, and covered her face with her hands to open the door, and hurried away.
Fortunately, my mother didn't know why I blushed, teasing me, really.
I stepped on a pair of transparent sandals with a wedge and walked downstairs.
Taxis have been parked at the gate of the neighborhood and are ready for soliciting passengers, so I did n’t worry about getting a taxi, I got in the car and reported my destination.
The driver uncle heard that I was going to the shroud shop, and looked at me strangely through the rearview mirror, and then glanced at my dress, and frowned, probably thought I was strange.
Theoretically, most of the people who go to the shroud shop because of the death of someone at home, will definitely wear very elegant clothes, some simply wear black and white clothes.
Maybe he was surprised when I was dressed up for parties and parties.
However, I'm almost used to this look.
When I first went to the shroud shop, the uncle driver always asked about this and asked about it, as if I wanted to hear some signs from my mouth, and to be frank, it was curiosity.
People stay in the car every day, facing only one passenger after another, and they are only talking to them. Getting some interesting things or news from their mouths may become their only pastime every day.
I responded vaguely and said ambiguous. The uncle should see that I was absent-minded and knew that I didn't want to reveal anything more, and closed my mouth with a little disappointment.
The taxi was back to its original quietness.
Only people's voices came from outside the car, as well as noisy car sounds. Some cars passing by hurriedly made sounds of violent motors and turbines, which spread far away before being drowned in the traffic.
When I arrived at the shroud, Grandpa An was standing beside the coffin sweating, with two eyebrows frowning, holding a tape measure in both hands, gesturing on the corpse, and recording something on the side notebook from time to time.
An Ning wore a navy blue tutu with exaggerated high-heeled shoes on her feet, and her long hair was curled by her, enchantingly hanging behind her.
Grandpa An said something to An Ning, but the little Nizi's face didn't care so much that I guessed what they were communicating.
I paid the money to get out of the car, walked into the shop, An Ning saw me and rushed up.
"Xiaohua, look, am I wearing a lot of clothes? No, no."
Grandpa An just mumbled, most of it was An Ning's dress.
To be honest, the skirt is not exposed, but it still depends on people.
An Ning's height is over one meter seven, this fluffy skirt looks a bit short, and wearing such a pair of high-heeled shoes, this does not seem to have longer legs!
No wonder Grandpa Ann would say exposed, looking at the long legs of Baihuahua, how could it not be said.
"Grandpa asked me to change one, so I don't want to."
Grandpa An held a pen, recorded the last bit of information on the book, put the book together, placed it on Table Mountain, picked up a towel around his neck, and wiped his forehead and neck.
I asked him about his physical condition with concern. I used to go out with the three brothers in the house to drive out ghosts. I don't know if he has recovered now.
"Good morning, Hua girl's heart, my husband took my heart." Grandpa An grinned, his kindness was very kind, but when he saw An Ning's dress, he always bemused, and thought What to say, finally closed his mouth.
"Wait for me, I'll take a shower."
He held a sweat towel and walked towards the back of the shroud shop. The slippers stepped on the floor and made a "snap" sound.
I felt empty and uncomfortable with my hands empty. I thought it was strange to think that I would be empty-handed when I waited for someone else's wedding.
Uncomfortable.
An Ning kept calming me: "No, no, Grandpa said it's not necessary, so don't worry about it."
I nodded in the end, temporarily letting go of my embarrassment.
When Grandpa An came out again, he changed his clothes. Compared with the usual undershirts and shorts, he was obviously more formal this time.
However, in my opinion, it is only a few.
To be honest, it still looks very casual.
To say, this is An Ning's cousin's wedding. Grandpa An, as an Anjia family, naturally dresses up well, but looking at the current situation, it seems that Grandpa An has no such idea.
This reminds me of what An Ning said to me.
"This wedding is unusual."
Otherwise, even if the junior marriage is not directly related, it will not be so perfunctory.
What will happen to this wedding?
...
When we arrived at the wedding scene, the large mansion was located in a wood, surrounded by greenery, and there were many cars parked at the doorway, and naturally there were some luxury cars worth over one million.
There was only a man and a woman at the door to receive the guests, but it looked like they were newcomers in their clothes.
A plaque hung on the door, with the words "Anfu" written very squarely on the plaque.
Beside them, there was a standing wooden sign with a few big letters on it.
"Bride: An Yu, Groom: Situ Jing, congratulations to the newly-married." When we came to the door, the pair of men and women of my age looked respectfully to Grandpa An: "House owner."
Then he nodded to An Ning again, "Miss."
Then I cast a curious look at me. Of course, the respect still didn't disappear. Maybe I saw that I came with Grandpa An and An Ning and thought that I was a "VIP".
An Ning grabbed my wrist and walked inward without looking at them more.
The look of arrogance and alienation made my heart suddenly stunned.
Sure enough, she and Grandpa An said that she was distant, indifferent, and hardly talking to all the juniors in the family. At most, she nodded when they met, and said something awkward, just like a stranger.
When I entered the door, I noticed the red lanterns hanging on the beams of the door. There were people everywhere in the mansion, most of them were guests. Each house had red lanterns hanging on the door, and red letters were affixed to the wood. On the door of the system, looking at the past is a red, bright, festive red and lively yard, the atmosphere seems very happy.
Unsurprisingly, the overall style of the house is still the same as the mansion house of the Republic of China, with an antique flavor.
There are cobbled paths in the yard, and a small pond with rockery. A large tree is neatly arranged there. The flowers in the flowerbed look like they are often taken care of, and they bloom brightly.
Looking at the main hall, he could vaguely see that there were some people talking and the overall decoration inside, which is also the original appearance of the house, without any trace of modernity.
Stepping into that door, I felt as if I had returned to a certain period in history, where it was in a different world from the outside.
There is a certain status class among people in the family.
It is really "old".
How could I have imagined that when she was with Anning, she would be born in such a family?
"Just now ..."
"One of my cousins ​​and cousins, not a cousin and her man."
I glanced at her strangely.
She man?
Shouldn't it be called cousin?
As soon as Grandpa An came into the house, he was led away by several men in suits. They stood by a big tree and talked about something. The two middle-aged men in suits were very excited and still held paper towels. Wiping sweat, a look of trembling.
Grandpa An was impatient. I could feel it after a few dozen steps.
I don't know if it is my illusion. Even though this house is filled with a festive atmosphere of weddings, I still smell a weird smell in it.
Not only the words before An Ning, but even her title to her cousin's husband is strange.
According to my understanding of An Ning, she doesn't seem to be the kind of rude girl, and it is impossible for her to have any grudges with her cousin.
The problem was with her cousin.
When I saw the board at the door just now, An Yu's husband was Situ Jing.
I can't help being a little more curious about this Situ Jing.
Anning took me a glass of juice from the buffet table on one side and handed it to me. Before I could say thank you, she "cut" and said in a bad voice: "They are here."
I listened, feeling very strange in my heart, looking down her eyes, her eyes flickered!