Chapter 449

Going to the city to worship at the ancestral temple was very different, which was enough to show Meng Huaining's respect for his wife. After the wedding, he accompanied her back to live in Xiling Village because of Mo Hanyue's preference.

In short, Meng Huaining's treatment of Mo Hanyue was comprehensive in every way.

Mo Qing listened to Meng Huaining's arrangements and had to say that he liked his son-in-law more and more as he looked at him.

The bit of discomfort in his heart had gradually disappeared like smoke.

...

In the blink of an eye, it was June 12th. The Mo Family was filled with joy and excitement, and it could be said that all courtyards were decorated with lanterns.

With the villagers watching like this, how could this be considered sending off a daughter to be married?

It was almost more grandiose than when a wealthy family in the city took a daughter-in-law.

These were all arranged by Mo Jiuye. His wife had everything available on Taobao e-commerce platform, and the prices were much cheaper than the goods sold in the stores of this era.

Except for Mo Yuance, all the Mo brothers gathered together. Even Mo Qing sat in an electric wheelchair that He Zhiran had asked Hu Cong to make and was pushed forward by his son to appear in front of everyone.

Nan Rui, Consort De, the Fang Chuanzhou family, the Xie Tianhai family, Hu Cong, the Mo Family's old subordinates and their families had arrived at the foot of the mountain early.

There was also Tang Mingrui. Because of the incident last time where he was wrongly framed for hiring someone to commit murder, he had become increasingly familiar with Meng Huaining.

Although both sides were people he considered to be good friends, he still planned to prioritize the Mo Family.

Therefore, he also became a guest of the Mo Family to escort the bride today.

The villagers also came with gifts. As the hostess of the Mo Family, Old Lady Mo was very capable in receiving all the different guests effortlessly.

He Zhiran's belly was too big. Madam He did not allow him to come forward. He stayed in a more distant place from the crowd with Li Auntie to watch.

Mo Hanyue wore beautiful red bridal clothes embroidered with exquisite peony flowers and sat in the bridal chamber.

The sisters-in-law were busy helping her tidy up her makeup.

"Look at our Hanyue. Dressed up like this, she's just like a fairy who walked out of a painting." Second Sister-in-law couldn't help but praise.

The other sisters-in-law also chimed in agreement.

"Yes, Hanyue was born beautiful. These bridal clothes make her look even more beautiful."

"It's still Ninth Brother and Ninth Sister-in-law who have great taste to buy such beautiful jewelry to make our sister look more beautiful."

"..."

Hearing the compliments from the sisters-in-law, Mo Hanyue shyly lowered her head.

At this moment, the makeup was complete. Old Lady Mo brought in a white-haired old woman.

"Hanyue, this is Granny Zhao from the village. She is the oldest person in Xiling Village and the one with the most blessings of having a house full of children and grandchildren. I specifically asked her to come comb your hair."

When it came to combing the bride's hair, it was very particular in Dashun Kingdom.

It was necessary to invite an older, blessed woman with a house full of children and grandchildren to do it. This was also a blessing for the bride, wishing that the bride would be as healthy and blessed with children and grandchildren as the blessed granny in the future.

Despite Granny Zhao's age, her hair combing skills were very skilled, showing that she had done this kind of thing countless times before.

Soon, Mo Hanyue's thick black hair was perfectly coiled up. Although the style could not compare with the special female attendants who styled the mistresses’ hair in the noble families of the capital, Mo Hanyue was born beautiful. Even with a simpler hairstyle, she still looked charming and gorgeous.

Amidst waves of compliments from the sisters-in-law, Old Lady Mo reluctantly helped her daughter put on the red bridal veil.

"Hanyue, from today onwards, you will be a married woman. In the future, you must restrain your little temper..."

As she spoke, Old Lady Mo became choked up and couldn't continue.

Eldest Sister-in-law quickly stepped forward to comfort her, "Mother, Hanyue is not going far for her marriage. You can see her every day when she returns in three days, so don't be upset."

Old Lady Mo also knew this was reasonable. Compared to the nine daughters-in-law in the family, except for Second Sister-in-law whose parents lived in the same village, the rest were all from the capital thousands of miles away. From the current situation of the Mo Family, unless their families were willing to come to the northwest to visit their daughters like Madam He, they would probably never see each other again in this lifetime.

Thinking of this, Old Lady Mo felt much more relieved.

She gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and continued to admonish Mo Hanyue about what she should and should not do after getting married.

Seeing her mother in tears, Mo Hanyue couldn't hold back her tears either.

Fifth Sister-in-law stepped forward with a handkerchief and dried her tears before they could stream out.

"Hanyue don't cry, if you cry and ruin your makeup you won't look pretty."

Mo Hanyue couldn't hold back as soon as Fifth Sister-in-law tried to persuade her.

She threw herself into her mother's arms, sobbing.

"Mother, please rest assured. I will take good care of our family like you and my sisters-in-law..." Seeing the mother and daughter like this, all the women in the room also had tears brimming their eyes.

At this moment, Mo Chuhan's voice came from outside.

"Get ready fast, the new young master has arrived at the door."

Of the women closest to the door, Eighth Sister-in-Law pushed the door open and vaguely heard the sound of drums and music resounding outside. From the volume of the sound, they judged that Meng Huaining's welcoming team had just entered the village.

"Dear husband, the welcoming team is clearly still very far. Why are you in such a hurry?"

Eighth Sister-in-Law couldn't help but ask her husband. Hanyue’s makeup had just been ruined from crying and had not been touched up yet. If the new young master arrived now, it would really make them flustered.

Her husband had run with a flushed face and did not immediately answer his wife’s words. He strode over the threshold and quickly closed the door.

"I won't let him take my sister so easily."

As soon as this was said, the women who were wiping away tears just now couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

Seeing her son’s earnestness to protect Mo Hanyue, Old Lady Mo reproached, “How difficult could you make it given that your sister has to marry out sooner or later?”

“Mother... Hanyue is getting married but I can’t let the lad think he can so easily get a wife.”

“Husband, what are you going to do?"

What was he going to do?

Mo Chuhan had just hurriedly rushed back to block the door and hadn’t thought about how exactly he was going to make things difficult for Meng Huaining.

After a pause, he looked at the women in the house.

“Although Meng Huaining is talented and literary, he also knows some martial arts, but he is definitely not as skilled as us brothers. On such an auspicious day, we can’t spar with him right?”

“Does Eighth Brother mean he wants to compete in literary talent with him?” Second Sister-in-Law asked.

“Why not? Several sisters-in-law also come from scholarly families and are very literary. Why not have a literary competition with him?”

Ever since childhood Mo Chuhan liked fencing and martial arts. In terms of literary talent he was just like a blank sheet of paper. If it wasn’t for Old Lady Mo forcing him to study for several years, he probably wouldn’t even recognize many words.

So he could only place his hopes on the women.

“Eighth Brother, even though we have studied, how could we compare literary talent with the brother-in-law? Wouldn’t you just be making us embarrass ourselves?”

“Yes Eighth Brother, I just know some words.”

Second Sister-in-Law shook her hands again and again. “I’m not much better than Eighth Brother, don’t get me involved in this.”

Amidst their refusals, the sound of drums and music outside was getting closer and closer.