The sweet little fulang

Chapter 1

Qingxi Village was very close to the mountain, and was named after the Qingxi River next to the village.

The second room of the Shen family on the west side of the village was very lively today.

Shen Shunfu had been gone two years earlier. Under the help of his wife, Wei Lanxiang, he found a marriage for his second son, Shen Xuanqing, and married Lu Wen from Anjia village, three villages apart.

Lu Wen, the shuang'er child of the Lu family, was notoriously good-looking, and had attended school for a few days in the town. No matter how he spoke or dressed, it was different.

He looked good and could read. In Wei Lanxiang's opinion, he was naturally compatible with her second child, and she asked Shen Xuanqing what he meant. Seeing that her son was willing, she was resolute and promised a dowry of 20 taels of silver. The marriage was given, and today was finally the time to get married.

The gongs and drums were beaten, the suona was played, and the welcoming team came back. As soon as they stopped, they were surrounded by people for money, and the shouts and music was mixed together, making it extremely lively.

The more people who came to the wedding, the happier the host would be. The Shen family was naturally not stingy with throwing money for the happy event. Someone took out a lot of copper coins from the red cloth and sprinkled it into the crowd. For a time it became more lively, everyone rushed to grab it .

Amidst the sound of firecrackers and joyous music, the tall Shen Xuanqing, dressed in a red cloth, took out the bridegroom with a red veil from the sedan chair, walked all the way across the courtyard into the main room, crossed the brazier and worshipped, and led the people go to the new house.

He was usually not too expressive. Today was the big day to marry a fulang. Amidst the booing of the young men, Shen Xuanqing's eyes were full of satisfied smiles.

In the new room, Shen Xuanqing led Lu Wen to sit beside the bed, and then went over to close the door.

According to their rules here, he couldn't take off his veil yet, and he couldn't come in until after toasting to the guests outside.

The person beside the bed kept clutching the fabric on his lap after he sat down. Shen Xuanqing didn't think much about it, thinking that Lu Wen was too nervous. Looking at the thin hands, he thought that Lu Wen was really working at home, and there were old scars on his hands, which should have been scratched.

After the marriage was made, someone told him how to marry a young master who couldn't even work. Wasn't this nonsense?

When looking for a matchmaker to discuss a marriage, the other party said that Lu family's Lu Wen was indeed a little more delicate. Although he couldn't do heavy work, he was diligent and quick. He was good at cooking and laundry. The bags of medicine sachets he made was sold in the town, either to earn a little for himself, or to subsidize the family.

Shen Xuanqing never thought of letting his fulang do heavy work to earn money to support the family. He even knew how to cook and do laundry. In order to hunt, he often lived alone in a wooden house in the mountains for ten days or half a month. If he couldn't cook, he could only eat dry food.

After he came in, he stood beside the bed for a while and didn't know what to do, as if he was made nervous by his own fulang. He walked a few steps on the spot, and he didn't know where to put his hands and feet. If others saw this look, It was necessary to laugh at him a few times.

"I'll go out to toast first." At the end, Shen Xuanqing remembered that there was still this matter, so he raised his feet and went out.

As soon as he opened the door, he stopped again, turned around and said to the person beside the bed, "I'll ask Shen Yan to get you something to eat, so let's make it for cushion first."