activa-t Chapter 415 I’m here to marry you
Chapter 415 I’m here to marry you
The sixth day of the first lunar month is a good day for marriage.
At daybreak, a wedding procession set out from Qiulai Inn and headed for Jiang Mansion. The sounds of gongs and drums and joyous music echoed in the streets of Qingzhou.
Logically speaking, many people have just woken up at this time, and the streets must be quiet.
But now, not only do people wake up early, they also come out early to grab the best spots on the street. If the road wasn't for the wedding procession, there would be no space left at all.
"It's actually true! Lord Jiang is willing to marry Young Master Jiang off, or should we just do it..."
Although it was not said out loud, everyone around understood.
"What's the big deal? Lady Lin is such a righteous woman. She brought back potatoes and corn for us common people. Lady Lin deserves it!"
"Tsk, who knows if it can be grown next year?"
"Lord Lin is very lucky..."
Lin Jiaojiao was riding on Feixue, glancing at the onlookers on both sides of the street and couldn't help but sigh, maybe everyone in the city has come?
Fortunately, she brought a lot of wedding cakes. When the wedding packages from the man's side were distributed, there were still wedding cakes to be distributed, so the people would not go home empty-handed.
As for what they were talking about, she couldn't hear it because of the chaos around them.
When she arrived at the gate of Jiang Mansion, the procedure was the same as when she married Fu Qi. She passed all the levels and arrived at the main hall.
Compared to the lively Fu family's wedding last time, the Jiang family was much quieter.
Sitting at the upper seats in the main hall were Jiang's mother and father, while sitting on the sides were Fu's mother, Fu's father and Su's mother.
Mother Su was filled with joy and excitement. Last time, she could only watch the Fu family wedding from afar, but now she could finally sit in this position.
Fu Ling came slowly, holding the groom with a red scarf. She felt very complicated when she saw Lin Jiaojiao, who was wearing a red dress.
Last time she sent her own brother to her, and this time she sent her own cousin to her, and both of them are ordinary men.
In fact, she was happy, because she believed that Lin Jiaojiao would be good to her brothers, but when she was walking this distance with Jiang Huai, her mood changed subtly.
She handed the red scarf to Lin Jiaojiao, then raised her hand, patted her shoulder, and whispered in her ear.
"I'm leaving them all in your hands. Please take good care of them."
"Don't worry, Sister Ling. I will."
Lin Jiaojiao took the red scarf, walked up to him, looked at Jiang Huai, who was wearing a red veil and wedding dress, and spoke in a voice that only they could hear.
"Jiang Huai, I'm here to marry you."
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The long wedding procession walked slowly towards the city gate of Qingzhou with suona music and gongs and drums. The onlookers on both sides of the street were holding wedding cakes in their hands, and many people even grabbed wedding bags. Everyone was smiling and sending their blessings.
As the saying goes: A man who takes favors from others will be grateful to them; a man who eats from others will be soft-heart
People in Qingzhou City talked less about Jiang Huai marrying Lin Jiaojiao.
After the wedding procession left the city gate, the wedding sedan carried by eight people in the front slowly stopped next to the carriage on the official road.
Lin Jiaojiao dismounted and came to the wedding sedan. The matchmaker lifted the curtain and the groom sitting inside poked his head out.
"Jiang Huai held my hand."
She put her hand under his red veil, and he saw the position of her hand. He reached out and placed his hand on the back of her hand, then walked out of the wedding sedan, and led by her to the carriage and got in.
His two dowry servants also got on the carriage. When the carriage started moving, Zhulan took the apples he was holding in both hands, and Zhuxue put the hot water bottle that had been prepared in the carriage into his hands.
"Master, warm your hands first. Lord Lin has made such thoughtful preparations. There are many foods in the food box. You don't have to go hungry on the way."
Jiang Huai didn't say anything, but just lowered his eyes and looked at the hot spring bottle in his hand. His whole heart was immersed in the hot spring, feeling warm.
She finally came to marry him.
Zhulan was very excited. She knew what it meant to marry into the Lin family as a dowry. If the Lin family did not move, she would live in the village from then on. Maybe she would even marry a farmer in the future.
Every time the young master came back, Zhuxue would talk to them about his life in Linjia Village. Apart from the small house he lived in, he lived a comfortable and happy life in other aspects.
Except for him who was very much yearning for it, the other two were very hesitant. They still wanted to marry someone from the city. Fortunately, the young master only brought two people as a dowry this time. They were relieved, and he was also relieved and glad that no one was competing with him.
Jiang Huai raised his head and looked in the direction of the door curtain. Although he couldn't see anything because of the red veil, there was worry in his eyes.
Should I wear more clothes?
But don't catch a cold.
His worries were not without reason, as the one leading the carriage was Lin Jiaojiao.
She rode Feixue at a steady speed on the road. Although her speed was not very fast, the cold wind blowing in her face made her face hurt.
I should have worn a mask on my face.
As they drove along until noon, the sun peeked out from behind the clouds, bringing relief to Lin Jiaojiao, who was almost numb from the wind.
The large group stopped, and Lin Jiaojiao got off the horse, standing and sitting to stretch, secretly rubbing her numb buttocks from time to time.
The twenty or so horse-drawn carriages that followed behind also came down one after another and the passengers came to relax. Just when they thought they would be given some dry food to solve the problem of lunch, they saw that fires had been made and pots had been set up on the side of the road.
Lin Chun took the blue bricks from the cart and built two simple stoves, then started to light the fire, waiting for the water in the two large pots to boil. Just as Lin Fen assembled the table, Lin Huanyin took two boxes of bowls from the carriage and began to place the bowls on the table.
Lin Yun and her nine classmates who failed the exam were hanging out near the carriage. Dai Yiyun was very surprised to see the situation ahead. She didn't expect that she could even eat some hot food.
"Lin Yun, let's go and see what delicious food to cook?"
Lin Yun followed the gaze and after just a glance moved forward, she also saw the red shadow in the front. She withdrew her gaze and walked forward with her friends.
Soon, a lot of people gathered in front of the stove, curiously watching what food was going to be cooked.
Seeing that their attention was all on the pot, Lin Yun continued walking forward until she reached Lin Jiaojiao and then shouted.
"sister."
Lin Jiaojiao was discussing with Lin Dadan about cooking instant noodles and distributing dry food and biscuits to the servants.
Although she was not particular, the rich and powerful people in the big cities were the most particular. How could they let their slaves and servants eat the same food as themselves?
Hearing Lin Yun's voice, she looked over with a smile.
"Xiao Yun is here. Are you hungry? Do you want to eat some biscuits first? The noodles will be ready later."
Lin Yun shook her head slightly, walked up to her, took out a brocade box from her sleeve and handed it to her.
"It's your birthday on the third day of the junior high school, happy birthday."
Lin Jiaojiao's eyes lit up and she looked at her in surprise, "Thank you, Xiaoyun, you remembered my birthday. That's so thoughtful of you."
She didn't have a birthday party, she just had a simple meal like usual, otherwise she couldn't bear eating so much meat and fish every day.
Lin Dadan teased, "Of course, Sister Yun, your sister really loves you well."
In the carriage behind them, Jiang Huai held the sachet tightly in his hand, his eyes lowered with a look of loss.
What he held in his hand was also a birthday gift for her, a sachet he had embroidered himself, filled with the incense he had blended.
It's a pity it's too late.
Her first surprise of the day wasn't given by him.