C20 Good Day for Marriage

Li Jinzhu glanced at vanilla and said, "Girl, you're a money loser. Sooner or later, you'll be someone else's family member. It would be great if you don't go back. You can save some food. "Let's go."

Li Fuzhu led his wife out of Old Geng's house. From then on, they never paid any attention to the herb again. It only returned home once on the day Li Jingzhu died.

July 23, 1979 was an auspicious day, and also a good day for He Jingui and Gui Lan to get married.

That day, the Black Stone Village was filled with unprecedented liveliness. The He Family was decorated with lanterns and banners, and the entire village came to congratulate them.

He Jingui was also the leader of the children in the village. The entire Black Stone Village had been sent out to the He family for a banquet, where there were dozens of tables set up.

He Jingui was jubilantly dressed in a brand-new bridegroom outfit. He pulled Gui Lan's hand and walked into the courtyard. Then, he began to worship heaven and earth.

On that day, Gui Lan walked into the He family's courtyard. Her oval face was inlaid with a pair of big eyes that were as black as beads. She was lively and lively. A pair of crescent-shaped eyebrows were like thin willow smoke.

The girl's rosy cheeks were accentuated by her pink-white neck. A gust of wind blew across her body, causing her silk dress to flutter. Her upper body rippled like a waterline, as if she was strongly expressing her master's curvaceous and well-shaped figure. It was truly an unfathomable object.

People relied on clothes and horses to saddle their horses. Gui Lan was dressed in such a manner, making her appear very bright and beautiful. It almost made the young people in the village spit all the way to their feet.

No one could have imagined that Gui Lan was actually so handsome that He Jingui would marry a White Tiger from Black Stone Village. While everyone admired He Jingui's courage, they also felt a bit of regret. It was a pity that He Jingui, that bastard, had picked a flower.

After kowtowing to heaven and earth, He Jingui pulled Gui Lan into the bridal chamber. Several of his fellow villagers came to haunt the bridal chamber, including Goudan, Red Flag, Red Soldier, Tian Xi, and Chang Hai.

Everyone kept cheering, "Kiss one, kiss one, kiss one …"

He Jingui blocked Gui Lan behind him, and angrily shouted at them, "Scram! Don't disturb my process of making a man. If you're envious, go home and hug your wife and kiss her with all your might. " A burst of punches and kicks kicked them out.

Sister-in-law Zhang Lanfang was helping He Jingui sweep the kang with a broom.

The so-called "sweeping the brick bed" was a rule that had been left behind for many years. On the wedding night, there was a special sister-in-law sweeping the brick bed. While sweeping, the sister-in-law read, "One sweep of white hair, eyebrows, two sweep of grandsons, one sweep of rich ones, three sweep of rich ones, four sweep of the sky …"

After sweeping, Lan Fangmei patted He Jingui's shoulder and said in a funny voice, "Jingui, take it easy. Be careful, don't let your waist slip."

He Jingui said, "Why don't you stay here tonight and play doubles with us? I'll let you see what a real man looks like tonight."

Lan Fangmei glared at him: "Scram, back then, your big stupid brother was much stronger than you."

Sister-in-law was very tactful. She couldn't bear to disturb the newlyweds. She twisted her body and left the room, leaving behind only He Jingui and Gui Lan.

He Jingui used a weighing stick to help Guilan raise her red hair. The girl's pretty face was immediately revealed, full of shyness and shame. She was like a fairy from heaven. He Jingui couldn't hold on any longer and pushed Guilan down on the brick bed.

However, she struggled to get up and said, "Don't."

He Jingui asked, "What happened? "Now that you are my wife, you can do whatever you want whenever you want. Standing on the street, it doesn't matter to anyone else."

"I'm hungry. I haven't eaten since I woke up in the morning."

He Jingui then remembered that the bride couldn't casually eat on her wedding day, so he said, "We'll have your meal in a while. We'll talk about it after we're done with our business."

Gui Lan said, "No, I'm already hungry. My stomach is growling and I can't hold on any longer." He pouted and looked like he was about to cry.

He Jingui felt a little pained as he said, "Just you wait." Then he returned to the banquet, carried a dish and a bunch of bananas, along with five apples. He then sneakily returned to the bridal chamber and gave them to Gui Lan.

She took the empty plate and licked it. Finally, she took out three more bananas, two of them were apples, but no one dared to spit on them. It seemed that she was really hungry.

He Jingui was dumbfounded as he said, "This daughter-in-law of yours can afford it, but she can't afford it. Her appetite is too big, so sooner or later you'll have to eat until she's poor."

Gui Lan's face turned red and she punched He Jingui's shoulder, "You're bad, you're bad. You mean …" Me, a pig? "

He Jingui hugged her and said, "I want to raise you like a pig and eat you until you're fat and white, so you can give me a son."

Guilan asked, "How much? Will three do? "

"No, the more the better," said He Jingui. "Let's get the five warriors of Wolf Fang Mountain first, then we can make five golden flowers, and finally we can go straight to Jin'ling Twelve Flowers. "My goal is the Eighteen Arhats."

Gui Lengge smiled. "Looks like I've really become a pig."

He Jingui pushed Gui Lan onto the brick bed and said, "I just want to raise you like a pig. I won't let you do any work, I'll raise you like this."

Gui Lan also hugged He Jingui tightly and said, "Jingui, for you, I don't want to live anymore. Please kill me …"

That night, she kissed every single part of the girl's body. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't do it.

The two of them flipped over and over again, causing a brick bed board to creak.

The few days of his marriage with Gui Lan was the most unforgettable time of He Jingui's life.

Every night they fought, and once the kang collapsed with a crash.

There was no helping it, the youngsters had more firepower. He couldn't control it at all.

He Jingui held Gui Lan in his arms as he went through the storm while the herb cried.

Vanilla's room was only separated from He Jingui's by a single wall. The wall was very thin, an ordinary earthen wall. It was very familiar to the outside and was not soundproof at all.

He Jingui was carrying Gui Lan as he worked. He could clearly hear everything on the other side. Vanilla blushed and her heart beat, trembling with them, shivering with them.

Vanilla's body was on fire, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. His whole body was as hot as coal, and that part of his body was itching badly.

After the earth shook and the mountains shook, Jin Gui and Gui Lan would often whisper to each other endlessly. They loved to linger around, and even if they wanted to, they wouldn't be able to ignore the herb.

In the end, she had to pull the quilt over her head. When she couldn't bear it anymore, she tore a piece of cotton and covered her ears, trying not to listen.

Vanilla felt extremely upset. Sometimes, she would hide in the blanket and cry secretly. She would sob, not daring to make a sound, afraid of alerting her parents in the north room.

She had always liked Jin Gui since she was young. She treated him like her own little brother, so the one who was in Jin Gui's arms should have been her, and the one who was in love with Jin Gui should have been her instead of Gui Lan.

What a creation! Vanilla felt that her life was miserable and unlucky.

Ever since He Jingui and Gui Lan had gotten married, they were inseparable from each other. The two of them had experienced an unprecedented feeling of joy. They could come at any time, regardless of the location or the time. It was just like the Yellow River breaking its banks and splashing its banks in uncontrollable waves.

One night, five days after their wedding, Jingui had pulled Guilan into the newly sown wheat field. They sat on the soft sand, admiring the moon and talking sweetly to each other, but there was no moon in the sky. He looked at her affectionately.

They rolled on the ground, biting and tearing, all through the night, as if a donkey was rolling on the ground, ruining a neat piece of wheat field.

The next morning, the neighbor's second uncle, Li Ergou, went to the fields to look at the crops and found that the whole field was overrun by wheat seedlings. His wife, Suqin, slapped her knees and cursed for a long time.

Another night passed. In the wheat field at the village entrance, Jin Gui pulled Gui Lan to admire the moon. The moon came out rather late, so the two of them became interested. They continued hugging for the whole night.

On the second day, when Li Ergou drove the mule to start a fight, he smiled excitedly. The two mu of buckwheat had been flattened by He Jingui and his wife overnight and crushed …

He picked up the buckwheat with the fork and put it away.

Li Ergou was extremely touched, and sighed deeply, "Comrade Lei Feng …" "He's back."

Every morning when he woke up, He Jingui's expression was not good. He had a serious lack of sleep and his eyes were blue. Vanilla's face was also ugly because she couldn't sleep because of the noise.

Only Guilang Lan was getting more and more spirited. Her face was glowing, and the woman who had experienced the man's rain and dew had become green like a wheat seedling being watered by the spring rain.

After a month, He Jingui could not do it anymore. He became more and more absent-minded as he walked. He could only stagger and stand unsteadily. His little face became sallow and sallow, and he became listless all day.

When Vanilla saw him, she scolded him, "Serves you right. If you don't know how to control yourself, you'll be drained by that fox spirit sooner or later." He Jingui laughed and ignored her.

Seeing her son's body getting weaker, Lady Jin Lan was unhappy and the old lady was very angry.

When Jin Gui had married Gui Lan, Zhang Chun E had been unwilling. She was the most superstitious of them all. She had always thought that Gui Lan was a White Tiger. She was afraid that her son, like the three brothers from the Li family, would be killed by Gui Lan Ke.

If the five generations of his family were to go to He Jingui's generation, they would only be able to count on their son to grow branches and scatter leaves and pass on their generations. If the two of them were to remain, how would they live?

At night, Lady Jin crawled into bed and discussed with Old He Geng, "His father, persuade your son not to be happy all day and break his bones. He will regret it for the rest of his life."

Old Geng said awkwardly, "I won't say anything. Young people have great firepower, what can I do? If you want to persuade someone, you, as a mother, should do so. You are more suitable than me. "