Chapter 12: Brother Eighty Soldier 12

After New Year's Eve, Jiang Rui and Zhao Nan have not met. The Zhao family has to prepare the bride price, and the Du family has to prepare the dowry.
These days, only people with good conditions dare to promise three things when they get married. The man is so decent, and the woman can't be too bad. The Du family asked people around and finally bought two new quilts from the neighboring county, and made a red dress for Jiang Rui.
In the blink of an eye, it was the twelfth of the first lunar month. Early in the morning, the Du's courtyard became lively.
Wang Tonghua invited the aunt of Du's family to open her face to Jiang Rui, and then untied the two twist braids she used to comb, and put a late bun on the back of her head, fastened with a red string. The face opened and the hairstyle changed, it shows that the era of being a girl is over. After today, she will be someone else's wife.
After dressing up and putting on the wedding gown, Jiang Rui sat by the bed, Zhang Xiaohua and Du Baozhen stayed with her in the house, while the rest of the Du family and several relatives were busy outside, preparing to meet Zhao's family.
Du Baozhen leaned close to Jiang Rui, hooked her hand and whispered: "Sister, I can't bear you."
"The two are so close. When do you miss me, just come to me directly." Jiang Rui said softly.
"That's different. We two of us slept in this room since we were young. We have never been separated. From now on, I will be alone." Du Baozhen acted like a baby.
Jiang Rui said: "You should go to school after fifteen. With so many classmates, you will never be lonely. The last half year is very important. Don't be distracted. On weekends, if you are free, give Mom, take care of her, don’t make her too tired. My sister-in-law has to take care of the small hawthorns and feed the rabbits. Sometimes I can’t be too busy. You can also take care of her."
"Got it—" Du Baozhen dragged the tone.
Jiang Rui smiled and said to Zhang Xiaohua: "I will bother my sister-in-law in the future."
Zhang Xiaohua said hurriedly: "It's all a family, so there is nothing to bother about." She said while looking at Jiang Rui's expression.
I remember when she married to Du's house the year before, saying goodbye to her parents and siblings at home, she cried and blushed without saying a word. Even if there are more conflicts and complaints in peacetime, when the day is about to be separated, I still feel reluctant to give up. Besides, there are also expectations and uneasiness for the future husband and her husband's family, which can be said to be joy and sorrow.
But looking at her little sister-in-law, her expression is still peaceful and peaceful, with neither reluctance nor obvious joy, as if the person who is going to be married today is not her, making people hard to guess.
From the beginning of kissing the Zhao family, Zhang Xiaohua felt that this little sister-in-law was not easy, and now, every day, this feeling becomes more and more determined. And she still had a hunch that Du Baoqin kept Du at home in an orderly manner. After she left, the Du family who was used to her care, could it alleviate suddenly? If you cannot adapt for a while, there must be contradictions. Zhang Xiaohua became a little irritable at the thought of the quarrel that might usher in later.
When a few of them were talking, there was a sudden uproar outside. It turned out that it was someone from Zhao's family who had come.
The first few young boys, one by one pushing a permanent bicycle, were conspicuous and airy. Zhao Nan still wears a military uniform, with a woolen coat over the military uniform, looking upright and energetic. He pursed his lips and walked to Du Youfu and Wang Tonghua with a serious face.
Forced by his aura, Wang Tonghua stepped back unconsciously.
The rest of the onlookers were all booing when they saw the welcoming team coming, but at this time they also shut up and looked at each other in a daze: What's wrong? Aggressive, isn't the Zhao family here to welcome the relatives, but to grab them? !
Zhao Bei stomped his feet anxiously behind his brother. Seeing that he hadn't spoken for a long time, he was inexplicably nervous in the festive scene, so he squeezed up and smiled: "Uncle and aunt, my brother is here to pick up his sister-in-law." As he said, he secretly stabs Zhao Nan.
Zhao Nan then said, "Dad, Mom, I'll pick up Baoqin."
"Oh...well..." Wang Tonghua and Du Youfu nodded subconsciously.
Zhao Bei gestured to the Hi Band to play music.
The scene became lively again, and the onlookers made fun again, but the scene just now remained in the hearts of everyone. Some people couldn't help thinking that the second boy of the Zhao family deserved to be a soldier, and his aura was different from others.
Zhao Nan was led to Du Baoqin's room, and the others followed to watch the excitement.
Jiang Rui put on makeup today, his delicate facial features glanced at his eyebrows and reddened, his cheeks as white as jade coated with a light rouge, as delicate as peach blossoms on a branch.
She was wearing a red dress and sitting upright by the bed. She only looked up when the crowd came in, and then lowered her eyes, and her cheeks burned red.
The booer fell silent for a while, staring at her in a daze, and didn't recover for a long time.
Zhao Nan approached step by step. Although there were a lot of people in the room, there was no other voice, making his footsteps particularly obvious. He walked in front of Jiang Rui, stood for a while, squatted down to face her, and slowly stretched out a hand, "I'll pick you up."
Jiang Rui looked at him and put his hand on his palm.
Zhao Bei suddenly blew a whistle, breaking the strange tranquility in the room, "Hold up! Hold up!"
The others returned to their senses and agreed: "Hold out, hug out!"
Jiang Rui lowered his head, curled up his mouth and smiled at Zhao Nan where everyone could not see.
Zhao Nan's ears were red, but he was reluctant to look away from her. After a long time, he picked up Jiang Rui in a roar.
The whistle and laughter almost lifted the roof of Du's house.
Jiang Rui was held by Zhao Nan to the hall before patted his hand and motioned to let him down.
Wang Tonghua and Du Youfu stood in the room, Jiang Rui walked up to them and offered two cups of tea: "Dad, Mom, your daughter is out, you have to take care."
She made this tea for Du Baoqin.
Wang Tonghua's tears fell immediately, Du Youfu's eyes were also red, and everyone else in the Du family was wiping their eyes.
Sitting on the back of Zhao Nan's bicycle, Jiang Rui hugged his waist, starting from Du's house, passing through the entire Xishan brigade, to Zhao's house.
The Zhao family was full of guests, and there were four or five tables in the courtyard. In today's situation, it was extremely pompous.
This meal lasted from noon to the evening, and the Zhao family was busy entertaining guests without touching the ground. Jiang Rui also followed Zhao Nan, toasting the guests with tea.
When the last guest left, the whole family was tired and paralyzed, but could not rest yet, and the stall left by the wedding banquet needed to be cleaned up.
Jiang Rui took the initiative to help collect the cups and dishes. Zhang Liyun saw that the makeup on her face hadn't been washed off, so she hurriedly stopped and said: "Let it go, you are tired enough today. Anan-don't take your wife to rest soon. !"
Jiang Rui smiled and said, "I haven't done anything. How can I compare hard work? You don't have to persuade me to rest. The whole family is working. I am the only one looking at the house with my legs up, not telling me. Upset?"
This made Zhang Liyun's heart comfortable, as if she had drunk a bowl of sugar water. Although she was as busy as fighting today, she could only marry such a diligent and sensible daughter-in-law, she was only happy in her heart.
There are many Zhao family members, and everyone helps with things. The inside and outside of the house are quickly cleaned up. Only the ground is not cleaned. Zhang Liyun will not let Jiang Rui help, and must rush her back to the house.
Jiang Rui stopped insisting, and followed Zhao Nan back to their room.
The room was much larger than the one she had in Du's house. Beds, wardrobes, tables and chairs were all available, and double happiness was posted everywhere.
Jiang Rui sat at the table, beating himself on the shoulder.
"Tired?" Zhao Nan sat down, poured a cup of tea and handed it to her.
Jiang Rui took it, took a sip, and said, "It’s not very tired to be tired, but I’ve been smiling at people today, making my face stiff. Take a look, I laughed off the powder on my face. Is it?"
She put her face in front of Zhao Nan. Under the dim light, the tender cheeks were white and red. Because of the toast, the eyes were filled with water vapor, and there seemed to be fine stars falling in them. The small red lips were pursing slightly, and the lips were glowing with water, and the lights flickered. The water was shining, and the heart of the people who saw it trembled.
Zhao Nan didn't speak for a long time.
Jiang Rui stretched out a thin finger, poked his chest, and complained softly: "Why are you ignoring people again?"
Zhao Nan pinched the messy finger and rolled his throat up and down. It took a while before he said, "Hungry?"
"Do you think of me as a pig? After eating so much before, how could you be hungry now?" Jiang Rui pulled his hand back, and saw him sitting there stiffly again, as if not knowing what to say, he had to speak, "I I feel a little itchy on my face. Go get some water and let me wash it."
Zhao Nan immediately got up and went out, and quickly returned with a bucket of hot water and a washbasin.
Jiang Rui washed his face and hands, breathed out comfortably, and felt a little sticky on his body. It just happened to be a lot of water. He wanted to wipe it off before he unbuttoned his clothes, suddenly remembering that she was not alone.
She turned her head and saw Zhao Nan staring at herself, very focused, her heart was a little bit bad, she bent her eyes, pinched her throat and said softly: "I am going to take off my clothes, uncle will also be sitting. see?"
Zhao Nanhao stood up with a loud noise, and swept away like a gust of wind. After the door was taken, the chair behind him swayed to the ground.
Jiang Rui hummed a small tune and brushed away slowly.
Outside the house, Zhao Nan turned his back to the door, standing like a guard, his face radiating heat constantly.
The door of Zhao's house is made thick. It stands to reason that he can't hear the movement in the room outside the door, but he always feels that there seems to be a faint splash of water in his ears. When he thinks of what the people inside are doing now, he doesn't stop his face. The upper part is hot, even the strands of hair are breathing, and the whole person is uneasy to stand, but if you want to let him leave this suffering place, he can't move half of his feet.