At this point, Qingyang didn't hesitate at all, and said: "Okay, I promise you everything. Let's get married today, and let Baishou Lake be a witness, and we will stay together till the end of our lives."
After listening to Qingyang's words, Yu Mengmiao suddenly became drunk. All the sweet words seemed to be less heart-warming than this promise. Yu Mengmiao nestled tightly in Qingyang's arms, raising her head slightly, her eyes seemed to be full of happiness and infatuation.
He said authentically: "Yes, we will stay together until old age. When brother Qingyang also takes the elixir, we will both be golden elixir monks. From now on, we will be a couple of gods and immortals. We can travel to the ends of the world wherever we are, and we will be the best in the world."
Everywhere is home..."
The two of them just sat quietly by the lake, relying on each other, caring for each other, forgetting everything around them, as if they were the only two people left in the world.
I don’t know how long it took, but an old woman’s voice came from afar, saying: “Young man, it’s getting late, my tea stall has closed down, it’s time to go back to eat.”
Hearing the old woman's voice, the two of them suddenly woke up. They looked at the sky and saw that the sun was already in the west. It was indeed getting late. They didn't expect that they would spend most of the afternoon just sitting here. Qingyang quickly got up and said, "I'm sorry to bother you, old lady.
We'll go back right away."
At this time, the old woman also saw Yu Mengmiao next to Qingyang. When she saw it, she was immediately shocked and exclaimed: "You are really a fairy-like person. Young man, who is this woman to you?"
Qingyang looked down at Yu Mengmiao and said, "She is my fiancée."
The old woman smiled and said: "I have long seen that such a fairy-like woman is not worthy of everyone. I didn't expect you to be so lucky. Yesterday I saw that you were worried, but today you are smiling.
It must have something to do with this woman being lost and found, right?"
Although this old woman has lived in the countryside for a long time, she is still very knowledgeable. Qingyang smiled and said: "Yes, yesterday I thought I would lose my fiancée, so I came here alone in despair. I didn't expect that she would come here to catch up today, which is considered a blessing.
Lost and found.”
The old woman smiled and said: "I understand, I understand. You two must be in love, but you can't be together because your family backgrounds are too different. In the end, this woman ran away from home secretly and planned to elope with you, right? That's it.
Infatuated woman, you must treat her well in the future."
Qingyang said: "What the old lady said is that I will treat her well. It is my blessing to marry her. I also want to give her a lively wedding, but there are not many families in this wilderness."
, I’m in a dilemma because I have no place to buy things in a hurry.”
After listening to Qingyang's words, the old woman suddenly smiled, as if her children were getting married, and said: "What's so difficult about this? Several relatives in the village have nothing to do, so why don't we just ask them for help?"
If a few people work together, it’s no problem to make it as lively as you want. As for the things used in the wedding, each of our families has some, so we can just make it up. It’s just that the things in the countryside are too rough and crude. I hope you can
Don’t dislike it.”
Qingyang still knows a little about the customs in the countryside. Poor families cannot afford to buy everything, but they will prepare one or two kinds at home, just like family heirlooms. When there are weddings and weddings in someone's family, they will prepare them.
The pots and pans from the east family, tables, chairs and benches from the west family, the stove from the south family, and the curtains and accessories from the west family were all gathered together. After the work was done, they were returned to each family, along with some gifts, which were considered as the cost of borrowing the things.
Although there are only four or five households in this village by Baishou Lake, each family can put together a little bit to organize a simple wedding. Yu Mengmiao's desire for a wedding is just this process. As an immortal cultivator, she will definitely not let this happen.
And harboring grudges.
Qingyang said: "That would be too troublesome for everyone."
The old woman said: "What's the trouble? There are only four or five households in our village, which are usually deserted. It's rare to take this opportunity to be lively. It's too late to be happy. Who will cause trouble first? Don't worry,
Leave everything to us, and you two can be the groom and bride with peace of mind, and we promise to make the wedding a lively one."
The old woman turned around and was about to leave, but Qingyang held her back, then took out a dozen taels of silver from his arms and said: "It costs money to do things, and it costs money to buy food and borrow things. You can take this money."
, give a share to all the villagers, if it’s not enough, ask me for more.”
Qingyang is an immortal cultivator, and ordinary money is of little use to him. These silver coins were exchanged for the convenience of walking in the mortal world in the past year. He still has a lot of them, but Qingyang does not dare to give him too much, not because he is afraid
The people in the village are greedy, but this village has been extremely poor for a long time. A small amount of money can solve their urgent needs. If you suddenly give them a large amount of money, you are harming people and may cause unnecessary trouble.
The old woman didn't want to, but seeing that Qingyang didn't seem to be short of money, and she really needed to borrow a lot of things from the neighbors to do this, it didn't matter if it was less, but it wasn't good just to save face if it was more, so she kept the money.
He quickly said: "That's enough, that's enough. The country people have never seen so much money. With this money, they will definitely take out all the good things at the bottom of the box."
Then the old woman took the money and went back to inform everyone to make preparations. Qingyang and Yu Mengmiao stood by the lake for a while, watching the sky getting dark, and then returned to the village one after another.
It was getting dark at this time, but the village was very lively. Outside, Qingshui Po Street and the loess paved road were completely welcoming the new year. Two big red lanterns had been hung at the door of the old woman's house, and a piece of red silk was hung on the lintel.
Adding a bit of festive atmosphere.
In the yard, five women, old and young, were busy, killing chickens and ducks, choosing vegetables and washing dishes, making noodles and steaming cakes, and cooking soup. Smoke and steam filled the room; in the room, four young men were setting up the decorations.
There were tables, chairs and benches in the room, and three old men were having a heated discussion next to them, discussing whether the room layout was reasonable and discussing any other issues with the wedding process.
There were several children playing around in front of and behind the house. The older ones, who were more sensible, could occasionally help out; the younger ones, who couldn't help, looked eagerly at the elders cooking, almost drooling.
On the ground, we can have a big meal after the wedding begins.
As soon as Yu Mengmiao arrived at the door, she was pulled back home by the aunt next door. She said that she wanted to dress up carefully. The bride naturally had to wear red. She rummaged through the boxes and found her wedding dress. There was also someone in charge of Qingyang.
, an uncle got a set of groom's official clothes from somewhere and put it on Qingyang, and specially put a big red satin flower in front of him.