Si Lian hurriedly said, "Grandma, I can leave myself, so there is no need for him to lead me."

"Silly kid, you can walk by yourself." Grandma Hang gently rubbed Si Lian's head, "We have a tradition in Xiangjiang. Whenever a new wife officially enters the house for the first time, she must let her husband walk through the first door, so that she will not be wronged in the future."

These old traditions are also found in Si Lian’s hometown Jiangbei.

For example, on the day of the wedding, when the groom comes to pick up the bride, the bride must climb high, the higher the standing, the better, which means that the higher the status after marrying into the in-laws' family.

What era is now? Si Lian naturally doesn't believe in these things. Moreover, she thinks that the two people live by mutual respect and support, and the status of the two people in their marriage life is equal, and no one bullies anyone.

However, since Grandma Hang believes in this, and Grandma Hang is considering it from her perspective, in order not to make Grandma Hang sad, Si Lian chose to cooperate without hesitation.

Zhan Nanye also doesn't believe in traditional rules, but he will respect other people's beliefs. The key is that carrying a wife is definitely a good thing for him.

He had long legs and walked quickly to Si Lian. He squatted down under the gaze of everyone, and did not feel embarrassed at all. "Wife, come up."

The word "wife" gently and softly reached Si Lian's ears, as if a stone was smashed in her calm heart lake, causing the waves to slowly sway in her calm heart lake.

Last time, Zhan Nanye pulled her to call her wife. She was drunk. She didn't know that he was her husband at that time, and even kicked him in anger.

Unexpectedly, I called her wife the second time, and there were so many people watching her, which made people feel embarrassed.

Grandma Hang saw Si Lian's face flushed with shyness, and hurriedly said, "Xiao Lian, don't be shy! He is your husband, it's time to carry you. Go up and let him carry you."

Si Lian quickly climbed onto Zhan Nanye's back. After she climbed up, Zhan Nanye slowly got up because he was twenty centimeters taller than her. Now she was on his back again, and she became much taller in an instant. Her whole vision was wider, as if she could touch the roof with just one hand.

Zhan Nanye carefully instructed, "I'm going to enter the door, lower my head and don't hit the door."

Si Lian quickly obediently and lowered her head, and asked softly in his ear, "I'm not so gentle, you're not in good health, can you carry it? Will I hurt you?"

Zhan Nanye smiled, "You underestimate your husband's physical strength too much."

Si Lian, "Elder and Xing'er are here, so you are not allowed to say things with color."

Zhan Nanye, "What are the colors?"

Si Lian, “…”

Did he really not understand, or pretend not to understand?

Grandma Hang followed them closely and said as she walked, "Xiao Lian officially entered our Zhan family today, and she is the one from our Zhan family. You kid must love Xiao Lian well in the future and not let Xiao Lian suffer any grievances."

Zhan Nanye, "Grandma, Xiaolian is my wife, I definitely can't let her suffer."

Grandma Hang, "Take Xiaolian to your grandfather's spiritual position. I want your grandfather to see that our Aye married a good wife."

"Okay!" Zhan Nanye obediently carved Si Lian to Grandpa Zhan's spiritual throne, and then put Si Lian down.
Chapter completed!