On the eve of the wedding, the family gathered together.

Zhao Yuanxi looked at the things in the room, and his mood finally felt a little different.

Zhao Yuanle and Zhao Yuankang took red paper paste and posted it all over the room.

Zhao Yuanle suggested that he should make some kind of rolled paper, fold flowers, and dress up festively.

The whole family is happily decorating the yard, especially Zhao Yuanxi’s current room.

Zhao Yuanxi sat in front of the dressing table, looking at his face, feeling a little dazed.

"One more night of sleep and I'll get married."

Zhao Yuanle: "It's okay, you will be back in three days."

Zhao Yuanlan took the word "happy" and compared it with the door.

"Are they aligned?"

Yao'er said seriously: "It's aligned."

He touched the paste with his hands and stood next to Zhao Yuanlan, making Zhao Yuanlan happy.

Neither of them could see any sadness. They seemed to think getting married was a very interesting thing and decorating the room was fun.

Zhao Yuanle was also playing with something on the side, and her mood was different.

She wasn't sad, and certainly not happy.

She still doesn't quite understand.

In her opinion, Zhao Yuanxi was still a teenager and was about to get married, so she always felt it was too hasty.

Zhao Yuanxi can actually do many things, such as things in the hospital.

If possible, it is not impossible for Zhao Yuanxi to learn to become a doctor himself.

But because of the fashion at this time, she had to get married in her teens, which was the golden age for learning. After marrying, she would probably be forced to have children.

Without children, she would be worried; with children, she would be busy and worried.

Then, she really became a mother.

Then, like her current mother-in-law, she will worry about her children's marriage.

Thinking of this, Zhao Yuanle shook his head secretly.

She thought that she would continue to open the school in the village.

After they were almost dressed up, Tang Siwen began to urge a bunch of children back to the house to sleep.

Tang Siwen turned off the lights in Zhao Yuanxi's room.

"Xi'er, go to bed early, you have to get up early tomorrow morning."

Early the next morning, before the roosters crow, Zhao Yuanle heard the noise coming from the room over there. The lights were turned on in Zhao Yuanxi's room, and several human-shaped shadows were projected under the lights.

Zhao Yuanle got dressed and walked into the house.

Zhao Yuanxi smiled in the mirror.

"Lele, you're here."

Zhao Yuanle nodded, sat aside, and watched Tang Siwen and other women dress up Zhao Yuanxi.

Zhao Yuanle saw them applying white powder on people's faces, drawing eyebrows with charcoal pencil, and dyeing rouge with red paper.

Zhao Yuanxi's face was red. It seemed that he had been doing it for a while, and the process of opening his face was not seen by Zhao Yuanle.

Zhao Yuanle walked over and looked at Zhao Yuanxi's hairstyle.

The hair is tied up, and there is no jewelry on it, but you can still see how detailed the hair texture is.

Zhao Yuanle: "When will the groom come?"

Tang Siwen: "Anyway, it won't be until noon, so I will definitely come early. I will go to the man's side at noon."

Zhao Yuanle said oh and sat aside and watched quietly.

After Zhao Yuanxi's face was finished, the things to wear on his head began to be arranged.

Zhao Yuanle took out a pair of gold hairpins from his arms, which were made of pure gold.

Zhao Yuanxi opened his mouth slightly when he saw the golden hairpin.

"Lele, how much does this cost?"

The woman next to him was also stunned for a moment.

This was the first time she saw such a wealthy sister. She had heard that the second girl from the Zhao family earned a lot of money, but now she had seen it.

Tang Siwen: "Lele, you..."

Zhao Yuanle blinked at Tang Siwen.

"This is what you should give. Remember to register it in the book."

Tang Siwen took the golden hairpin and inserted it into Zhao Yuanxi's bun.

"Xier, look how nice your sister is to you."

Zhao Yuanxi: "Lele, do you still have money?"

Zhao Yuanle: "Yes."

Feeling inexplicably sad, Zhao Yuanxi had to control his eyes not to shed tears.

"Don't spend all your money just for sister."

Zhao Yuanlan also jumped in at this time.

"Big sister."

She took out a large red delicate purse from her arms.

"Here, big sister, I have been secretly embroidering this for a long time. The embroidery is the most careful and the best. There is not a single wrong stitch or a single thread that is not corrected."

Zhao Yuanxi took the big red purse with his white and tender hands. Looking at the beads strung on it and the fine needlework, his smile disappeared and his eyebrows slowly frowned.

Tang Siwen: "Okay, take a look and put it away."

With that said, Tang Siwen walked out and took a look at the sky outside.

"It's a bit bright, Xi'er. You can't drink water now. Eat something to cushion your pain. After a while, you won't be able to eat anything."

Zhao Yuanxi nodded, ate a piece of pastry, and was ready not to eat again.

Tang Siwen sat aside and began to talk to Zhao Yuanxi about things to pay attention to later.

Zhao Yuanle listened beside him and felt bored for a moment.

She has really seen what Tang Siwen said on too many TV series, and she is very familiar with the ways in which her husband's family may make things difficult for others.

Zhao Yuanlan listened with interest.

At this moment, Zhao Yuanlan is preparing for her future marriage.

After a while, it was completely bright and it became lively outside.

There were already seven aunts and eight aunts talking outside the house, and some young girls and young wives had knocked on the door and wanted to come in.

Zhao Yuanlan opened the door and many people poured in.

Zhao Yuanle looked at the room full of people and suddenly felt a tightness in his chest, so he walked out silently.

When she walked out, she saw a bunch of women again, some she knew and some she didn't know.

At this time, He Ju was holding her son to show to relatives who were not often seen. When she saw Zhao Yuanle, she called her over.

"Lele, come here to say hello and call someone."

Zhao Yuanle quickly pointed outside the house.

"I'm going to call someone else now."

After making such an excuse, Zhao Yuanle slipped away.

She slipped away to the pig farm opposite.

Because Zhao Yuanxi is getting married, there is also a holiday here, so it is rare to be quiet now.

Laicai and Xiaofu were playing nearby. Xiaofu saw Zhao Yuanle coming and ran over happily.

"Sister Lele, I want to see the bride."

Zhao Yuanle: "Then go and see, but there are many people there, so be careful not to get stepped on."

Xiaofu raised his head in confusion and tilted it slightly: "Sister Lele, why don't you go and see it."

Zhao Yuanle: "There are too many people and the noise makes my head hurt."

Xiaofu: "What is Naoren?"

Zhao Yuanle: "My brain, heart, and heart are all hurt by the noise."
To be continued...