AWB Chapter 54
Chapter 54
The welcoming team waited at He's house for less than half an hour. The suona musician played the tune over and over again, but he lost his strength, and the bride hadn't been recited yet.
Boss Xue simply got off his horse and went to meet Young Master He in person.
Before he entered He Wenyan's courtyard, he was stopped by Master He Er.
"Stop, you can't go in!" He Wenyang blocked the gate of the courtyard alone, holding a wooden stick taller than him in his hand.
When Boss Xue saw this little brother-in-law, he couldn't help laughing, a little guy still wanted to stop him?
But Xue Lin didn't dare to offend his brother-in-law, so he could only follow He Wenyang's words and ask: "Dare to ask this little strong man, how much money should I leave to buy roads?"
The second young master of the He family made a small face, and said with a cold snort, "Young master is not short of this little money."
Today, even if the emperor is here, "Liar Xue" can't even try to take his brother away from him.
When Boss Xue saw that he looked like he was refraining from oil and salt, he immediately found himself in trouble.
Xue Lin's keen wolf-like eyes circled around He Wenyang in front of him, and his eyes fell on the long stick in his hand, and he had an idea in his mind.
Xue Lin sneered presumptuously on purpose, and said with disdain, "You want to stop me with a broken stick?"
Master He Er was ridiculed by him, and he was out of breath for a while, and he raised the wooden stick in his hand and was about to swing it at Boss Xue.
Xue Lin didn't dodge when he saw the opportunity, and hit He Wenyang firmly with the wooden stick.
Not to mention this half-grown kid, he is quite strong.
Boss Xue clutched his arm that was hurt by the beating, and began to wail in pain: "Good boy, you broke my arm, I will tell your parents and your brother that you are a bully!"
Hearing this, He Wenyang went from being complacent at the beginning to being a little worried, and said nervously: "You, are you okay?! Don't tell my father, he will punish me to kneel in the ancestral hall for family law."
Xue Lin frowned in pain on his face, but secretly rejoiced in his heart: "If you want me not to tell Master He, you can let me in."
He Wenyang was so entangled that his eyebrows twisted into twists, and finally shook his head.
Boss Xue was not angry either. He took out the gun from his waist and handed it to Master He Er. He Wenyang's small eyes immediately stuck to the black pistol.
"If you let me in, I will give you the gun I carry with me; if you don't let me go, I will tell your parents that you are a bully."
Under Boss Xue's "coercion and lure", the young Master He Er finally wavered.
"Are you really going to give me this pistol?"
He Wenyang probed in a low voice, keeping his eyes on the gun in Xue Lin's hand for a moment.
"Naturally." Boss Xue quickly took out all the bullets and handed the pistol to his brother-in-law.
He Wenyang grabbed the big pistol with his small hands, and took a shooting pose at Xue Lin.
Xue Lin reached out and rubbed the child's hair, and said seriously: "You have to remember that weapons are for protecting family members and friends, not for bullying the weak."
He Wenyang got the pistol he had dreamed of, his eyes were shining, and he nodded solemnly after hearing Boss Xue's instructions.
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In the room, why did Mrs. He put on the red hijab gently, and Xi Niang urged her that the auspicious time was coming, so she had to carry the bride out of the house quickly.
The task of carrying the bride out was supposed to be the responsibility of the bride's brother, but He Wenyang is only eight years old, just a child.Mrs. He wanted to ask her brother, He Wenyan's uncle, to carry him out.
But before the servants went to invite Master Fu, the groom came to the door by himself.
"Mother-in-law, I'm here to pick up Ah Yan."
Xue Lin bowed his hands to Madam He and saluted, but his eyes never left He Wenyan who was sitting on the chair.
Young Master He was wearing a bright red brocade wedding dress, with gold and silver peacock thread weaving hundreds of characters of happiness and lotus flower clusters on the makeup flower forging. The morning light shone through the door frame and shone on the wedding dress.
The neckline is embellished with silk-inlaid hard flower butterfly buttons, and each button is decorated with white sea beads of the same size.
"Ayan?"
Boss Xue called softly, approached and wanted to lift the hijab of the person in front of him, but was stopped by Xi Niang.
"You can't take it off, it's unlucky to take off the hijab right now."
As soon as he heard that it was inauspicious, Boss Xue immediately restrained his hands that were about to move, hugged He Wenyan who was sitting on the chair, and was ready to go.
Mrs. He followed Xue Lin all the way to the gate, watching him put her son into the sedan chair.For a moment, the tears in the eyes couldn't stop bursting out, and the makeup on his face was washed away.
Seeing his wife crying sadly, Mr. He hurried to coax him: "Ma'am, it's not like our son won't come back. Xue's house is only a few steps away from our house. If you meet your son, go to Xue's house to see him every day."
Hearing this, Mrs. He wiped away the tears on her face with a silk handkerchief, glared at Master He with red eyes, and asked: "Your son is getting married today, and you are not even half reluctant?"
"How could it be? If the Xue family boy dares to treat Yan'er badly, I'll go to his house tomorrow and break his leg!" Master He said with his eyebrows raised. "No matter what, this is Yan'er's home. If he is wronged, he can move back home."
Boss Xue didn't know that his father-in-law had already set his sights on his legs, and he was riding on a high horse beamingly, bowing his hands to the people on both sides of the road who gave blessings.
The suona blew loudly to welcome the relatives, but the bearers who carried the sedan chair did not dare to let Young Master He inside get a little jolt.
Unlike other families marrying a daughter-in-law, the sedan chair to welcome the bride has to be bumped, so as to destroy the bride's temper.When they came, the master told them that they must be steady when carrying the sedan chair, and that the people in the sedan chair must be comfortable.
The bearers wanted to laugh at the groom's cowardice and couldn't control the bride, but when they heard that it was the Xue family and the He family, they immediately stopped talking and boasted that Boss Xue loved Young Master He.
Both of these two are well-known benevolent people in Jinning City, who would dare to say otherwise?
The Xue family's welcoming team was followed by the He family's sending off team.
Headed by Steward He, the servants of Bailai followed closely behind, carrying boxes of dowries.
Master He not only returned the betrothal gifts sent by the Xue family in full, but also added most of the property of the He family.
The sharp-eyed people discovered that the He family not only used some common restaurants and teahouses as dowries for the young master, but also gave He Wenyan the ancestral medical clinic.
Looking at the generous dowry of the He family, some rich young masters regretted marrying too early. If they knew that marrying the eldest young master of the He family would give them half of the He family's property, they would definitely confess He Wen's words like offering to a bodhisattva.
The welcoming team went all the way from the south of the city to the east of the city, and finally arrived at Xue's house.
Mrs. Xue was already waiting at the gate.She was dressed very festively today, with a smile on her face, making the old lady look several years younger.
As soon as Xue Lin's wedding party came back, she ordered people to light firecrackers.
After the crackling firecrackers were ignited, pieces of red paper fell all over the floor.
As soon as the welcoming music stopped, the bearer landed the eight-carried sedan chair smoothly, and Matchmaker Liu on the side shouted sharply: "Please get off the sedan chair!"
Seeing that there was no movement in the big red sedan chair, Matchmaker Liu panicked, fearing that the young master of the He family would regret it at the last moment, so she shouted again: "Please get off the sedan chair!"
The bride in the sedan chair remained silent.
At this moment, the people watching around also noticed something was wrong and started whispering.
"Why doesn't this newlywed refuse to get off the sedan chair?"
"Don't you don't want to marry me?"
"Do you think the He family and the Xue family forced the young master to marry?"
"You mean the marriage of two businesses?"
Boss Xue saw that everyone's guesses were getting more and more outrageous, so he immediately got off his horse and walked up to Dahonghuajiao.
"Ayan?" Boss Xue called out.
Still no one in the sedan chair responded.
Boss Xue's heart suddenly had all kinds of speculations, and he panicked. He lifted the car curtain, bent down and got in.
Inside the sedan chair, the bride in red was covered with a hijab, leaning her head against the sedan chair wall.
Xue Lin stretched out his hand and carefully lifted the hijab of the person in front of him, but saw He Wenyan's eyes closed tightly.
"Ayan?" Boss Xue frowned, patted Young Master He on the cheek, and called out again.
"Huh? Are you here?"
He Wenyan opened his eyes in a daze, looked at Xue Lin in front of him sleepily, and asked softly.
"Ah."
Boss Xue couldn't help laughing, who would have thought that a bride would fall asleep in her sedan chair.
If he had known earlier, he would have made the playing music quieter, so that Ah Yan could sleep more peacefully.
Xue Lin carried He Wenyan out of the sedan chair, and the bride without the red hijab surprised everyone.
Young Master He put his hands around Boss Xue's neck, and found that the people around him were all looking at him stupidly, and his cheeks that had been painted with a little rouge looked even redder.
He Wenyan secretly buried his face on Xue Lin's shoulder, leaned his head to his ear and whispered to hurry up.
Xue Lin hugged his sweetheart back, his face was full of complacency, and he smiled at everyone present: "Today is Xue's big day, everyone is welcome to come to my house for a glass of wedding wine!"
Then, regardless of Liu's matchmaker's obstruction, he carried Young Master He across the brazier, happily heading straight to the lobby.
Mrs. Xue leaned on a cane and sat on the main seat in the lobby, and on the table were the spirit tablets of Aunt Xue and Aniang Xue.
The old lady looked at her grandson holding Young Master He's hand, and the two of them exchanged glances and laughed from ear to ear.
Then Xue Lin took He Wenyan by the hand, and solemnly introduced to the spiritual tablet of parents on the table, "Father and mother, this is my daughter-in-law, He Wenyan."
He Wenyan also followed Xue Lin and called out his parents.
The old lady Xue looked at the scene in front of her, she shed tears with a smile, and praised her again and again: "If your parents know you, how happy you are to see you get married and start a business."
Before Old Madam Xue finished feeling sad, Matchmaker Liu reminded her: "Old Madam, the two newcomers haven't paid their respects yet, so don't miss the auspicious time."
Following Liu Matchmaker's lyrics, the two newlyweds knelt on the futons and bowed to heaven, earth and their ancestors.
When it was time for the husband and wife to worship each other, Young Master He was already blushing and muttered in his heart: If I had known earlier, I would not have taken off the hijab.
After the ceremony was completed, Boss Xue did not intend to let Young Master He go back to the room alone to wait, and the two greeted the guests together in the front yard.
Today is the big day for Xue and He. Bosses from all walks of life in Jinning City came to join them.
The congratulatory gifts sent by the people were various, some gave antiques used by the imperial court, some gave Western novelties, and some even sent a large box of silver dollars more directly.
The one who gave the silver dollars was Wang Lao Er, a rough old man. For his elder brother's big wedding, he really couldn't think of anything good to give, so he prepared a box of silver dollars.
In Wang's view, there is nothing more valuable than money in the world!
To He Wenyan's surprise, Senior Brother Shen's congratulatory gift was a stack of papers.
As soon as he opened the cover of the paper and saw the title of the document, Young Master He's eyes widened suddenly.
"Chemical Synthesis of Anti-inflammatory Drugs".
"Successful?" He Wenyan's voice trembled a little.
Shen Wenbin nodded with a faint smile, and said, "I just succeeded yesterday, so it would be perfect as a wedding gift for my junior brother."
"The success of the pharmacy is inseparable from the contribution of the senior brother. When I start the pharmaceutical factory, I will naturally give the senior brother a part of the dividend."
Young Master He has long planned for anti-inflammatory drugs. He wants to widely produce this drug so that more people will no longer die due to traumatic infection.
Shen Wenbin knew the huge profits behind anti-inflammatory drugs, but at the moment he was thinking about another drug.
He lowered his voice and leaned into He Wenyan's ear: "I know that my junior brother has a prescription that can suppress Kunze's emotional tide."
"Minglan told you?"
Shen Wenbin shook his head lightly, and said, "I guessed it myself."
He Wenyan was not going to hide anything from Senior Brother Shen, he nodded and said seriously: "The prescription is the same as anti-inflammatory medicine, and it cannot be mass-produced yet."
"I'll help you, but I don't pay dividends..."
"Let's split it fifty-five!" Seeing that Senior Brother Shen offered to help, Young Master He naturally couldn't do without him for the dividend.
"It doesn't need so much, just three to seven points!"
He Wenyan was about to discuss the research direction of inhibitors with Shen Wenbin, when someone came to He Wenyan again.
"Doctor He." Ming Lan secretly glanced at Shen Wenbin next to her.
First Young Master Shen immediately left wisely, leaving space for the two of them.
Ming Lan took out a red cloth bag from her pocket and handed it to Young Master He.
"You didn't take it last time, but this time you must take my money."
"Of course I have to charge it. You all come to the banquet, so you have to leave the money for the banquet." This time, He Wenyan pretended to be stingy and collected it without any courtesy.
"In the past, I would never have thought that I would be able to attend the wedding between Brother Xue and you in person." Ming Lan smiled calmly, with faint tears in the corners of her eyes.
"In the past, you would never have imagined that you were so smart that you could learn to nurse within a few months and support yourself with your own ability." He Wenyan said seriously.
He looked at Kun Ze in front of him, although Ming Lan's body had faded from the past sickness under the treatment of old doctor Zheng, but his eyes still revealed a bit of inferiority complex.
"Minglan, you are a very good person, don't be held back by your past. You deserve the good things in the world."
Young Master He opened his arms to embrace the person in front of him, and patted his back lightly.
When Boss Xue took Young Master He to another table to toast, Ming Lan still stood where she was, silently watching He Wenyan's back.
Doctor He Xiao said that he is an excellent person...
"Why are you crying?" Shen Wenbin asked with concern when he saw that there were still tears hanging from the end of Ming Lan's eyes before he walked far.
"It's nothing." Ming Lan hastily raised her hand to wipe away her tears.
Shen Wenbin looked up at Junior Brother He and Boss Xue, as if thinking of something, his expression suddenly changed, and he asked tentatively: "You don't like Xue Lin, so you are so sad?"
"certainly not."
Ming Lan's eye circles were still red, she raised her eyes and stared at Young Master Shen who was talking nonsense.
If you don't like Xue Lin, do you like Junior Brother He?
Shen Wenbin guessed wildly in his mind, and his face became even weirder.
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The wedding banquet lasted from noon to the afternoon, the sun was setting, the sky was gradually getting dark, and the guests finally dispersed.
The two newcomers finally entered the bridal chamber.
As soon as Young Master He entered the new house, he found that the furnishings in the house were exactly the same as his bedroom in the He family.
"This……"
"Do you like it?" Xue Lin wrapped He Wenyan tightly with his big hands, and saw the joyful light in his eyes, "I went into your room last time and took note of the furnishings in the room. They changed their new house to that."
In this way, his little master will feel at home.
He Wenyan looked around, bit his lower lip lightly, nodded solemnly, his eyes were slightly moist.
"Thank you, Alin."
He thought he would face a completely unfamiliar living environment, but he didn't expect Xue Lin to copy the decoration of his bedroom completely.
"Thank you, this is your home."
Boss Xue gently stroked Young Master He's forehead hair, and brushed his soft black hair back, revealing delicate eyebrows and eyes.
Even though it was the twelfth lunar month of winter, a pair of peach blossom eyes were stained with spring colors, blushing, and the tears at the end of the eyes were like morning dew, which aroused pity.
At this moment, Boss Xue is obviously looking down at his young master, but his eyes are like a most devout believer looking up to his own god. A kiss without a hint of profanity meanders down from his forehead, and finally covers He Wenyan's fair eyelids superior.
The red candles in the wedding room were lit high, and the yellowish candlelight illuminated the red paper-cuts with Chinese characters "Happy" everywhere in the house, making the atmosphere a bit more charming and charming.
The afterglow of the red candle shone on He Wenyan's face, and the soft lips were smeared with a ruddy color, like delicate and beautiful flower petals, alluring.
He Wenyan felt Xue Lin approaching him, he raised his eyes and looked at his lover, willingly indulged in the warmth in Xue Lin's eyes, and fell into his exclusive love net.
Just when the two breaths were blending, and there was only a slight gap between their lips, the door was opened from the outside.
"Young Master, Uncle, the wine is here."
Holding a tray, Hong Ling untimely broke into the couple's new house, only to see his young master hiding behind his son-in-law, covering his face with a red gauze curtain.
But the uncle's face was dark, and his eyes like a lone wolf were fixed on the person coming at the door, making the girl Hong Ling stand on her head with chills.
"Why didn't you knock when you entered the room?" Xue Lin's voice was gloomy and cold, with unconcealable anger.
When Hongling was in He's house, she seldom knocked on the door when entering or leaving the young master's house.Now that he followed the young master to Xue's house, he still hasn't changed his habit.
Bi Liu, who was following behind Hong Ling, was obviously a little more discerning than her, took the tray from Hong Ling's hand, put it on the table, and said: "Young Master, Uncle, the party is here."
After that, she couldn't help but pull Hong Ling out of the room.
Seeing the two maids exiting the room, Young Master He came out from behind the bed curtain and pinched Boss Xue's arm angrily.
"It's all your fault, you didn't remember to close the door!"
Xue Lin's skin is rough and fleshy, and he doesn't feel pain when being pinched, but he feels that He Wenyan's appearance of becoming angry from embarrassment is particularly vivid, and his face is flushed.
He reached out and removed Young Master He's troublesome hand, handed him a wine cup on the table, raised the other wine cup himself, and put his arm through He Wenyan's.
"Hey, let's drink the wine first."
The blush on Young Master He's face hadn't faded yet, he just felt that Boss Xue was coaxing him like a child.
But that's exactly what he does.
He Wenyan looked down at the crystal-clear wine in the glass, fearing that the wine was too strong, so he brought it to his mouth to take a sip.
Unexpectedly, the wine was so sweet that Young Master He couldn't help but gulp it down.
"Drink it slowly. Although the wine is not strong, it has a strong aftertaste."
Seeing He Wenyan drinking the wine as water, Xue Lin couldn't help persuading him one cup after another.
He Wenyan said that he doesn't drink too much, and after only a few glasses of white wine, the smell of alcohol becomes a little high.
The rouge that Xi Niang put on him in the morning has long since fallen off, but now there is a layer of powder mist floating on his slightly drunk cheeks.
Under the urging of alcohol, He Wenyan's peach blossom eyes sparkled, and he took the initiative to get close to Xue Lin, leaning his head on his shoulder, and the faint smell of alcohol between his lips and teeth brushed against the tip of Xue Lin's nose.
Young Master He laughed lightly, his voice was slightly muffled, Boss Xue also got a little drunk when he heard the sound, and the atmosphere in the room was hazy and blurred.
"I think it's still your wine, sweeter."
"Would you like to try it?"
Xue Lin turned sideways to He Wenyan, and let Young Master He fall into his arms.
The young master in his arms raised his head slightly, a slender and fair neck was exposed from the golden-red neckline, he clasped Xue Lin's arm, brought the tip of his nose close to Boss Xue's face, tentatively covering the thin lips of the person in front of him with his lips .
The young master clumsily pried open Boss Xue's lips and teeth, trying to drink the long-lost wine juice, but as soon as he smelled the aroma of the wine from Boss Xue, his body became more than half limp.
Xue Lin's big hand clasped He Wenyan's head, and the two embraced and deepened their kiss.
After a long time, when the two separated, Young Master He's eyes had already blurred and he was leaning against Boss Xue.
His slender fingers lightly tapped Xue Lin's lower lip, and the pads of his fingers were stained with the water stains left just now. He looked at his fingertips obsessively, tilted his head and asked the question that had puzzled him for a long time. question:
"Why is your wine sweet?"
He Wenyan once secretly drank the token of love given by Xue Lin, and the pot of Baigan was too spicy for him.
It's also white dry spirits, why is the one in Xue Lin's mouth so sweet?
Boss Xue looked at the foolish lover in front of him with a doting smile in his eyes, and he reached out to stroke He Wenyan's soft hair.
"Little idiot, have you ever thought that it's not me who is sweet, but you?"
When the sweet and slightly astringent licorice meets the mellow and strong white dry, the hidden sweetness is extracted and developed by the spirits, and the exalted pungentness is accommodated and accumulated by the licorice.
"Then, am I sweet?"
The drunken Young Master He narrowed his eyes slightly, his fair skin seemed to have been covered with a layer of pink rouge, and his bright red lips were slightly pursed.
"sweet."
You are the sweetest.
Boss Xue stared obsessively at the lover in front of him, and said without thinking.
Ah Yan is the first ray of delicate sweetness in his dull life.
And he finally walked through the crowded long street on that dimly lit night, and caught Young Master Jiao who belonged only to him.
"A Lin," the dazed He Wenyan finally couldn't hold back the drunken hypnosis. He closed his eyes tightly, leaned on Xue Lin's shoulder, and rubbed his lover's neck with his soft hair.
"Sleep, I want to sleep, take me to sleep, okay?"
The slightly ambiguous voice trailed off coquettishly, soft.
Boss Xue's heart softened a lot.
"Okay, take Ah Yan to bed." Xue Lin coaxed gently, and hugged He Wenyan into bed.
So, on their wedding night, the sober Boss Xue and the drunk Young Master He slept under the quilt.
The author says:
The drunk young master He is the sweetest, ahhh.
Xue Lin, you don't even go up here, can't you?
If you don't, I will!