The Daily Life of a Down-on-Hard-Life Medicine Girl Supporting Her Family

Chapter 310

In the newlywed room, where red candles are lit, red silk embroidered with the character "囍" (double happiness) hangs from the rafters to the ground, and the air is filled with the sweet aroma of longan, red dates, and peanuts.

As spring warmed her way into the new house, she saw Qiuyan sitting gracefully on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed) covered with a bright red quilt draped with mandarin ducks, her eyebrows and eyes hidden by a red veil.

A group of female guests surrounded them.

To be honest, Chunnuan, who grew up in Beijing, hardly ever left her home, and she didn't know anyone here.

The Zhao family had no other relatives in the capital, which suggests that these female guests were all wives or young ladies of guests from the capital.

It can only be said that women are naturally inclined to enjoy watching a spectacle. Regardless of whether they know the couple well or not, they all want to come and join in the fun during the wedding night.

Suddenly, footsteps were heard coming from the doorway, and someone shouted joyfully, "The top scholar is here! The top scholar is here!"

Zhao Minglang, dressed in a bright red wedding robe, strode in amidst the congratulations of the crowd.

"Groom, it's time to lift the veil!"

The matchmaker standing beside her smiled and handed over a steelyard wrapped in red cloth: "This steelyard is used to lift the veil, symbolizing 'everything goes smoothly.' You must be careful when lifting it, so the bride doesn't get impatient!"

Zhao Minglang took the scale rod, his fingertips slightly clenched, and when he walked up to Qiu Yan, his voice carried a hint of barely perceptible nervousness: "Yan'er, I'm about to lift the veil, don't be nervous."

Despite telling Qiu Yan not to be nervous, Zhao Minglang's voice was trembling; he himself was very nervous.

"Ah."

Through the veil, Qiu Yan could feel his gaze on her, her cheeks flushed, and her lips parted slightly.

The scale rod gently lifted a corner of the veil, and the red silk slowly slid down, revealing her delicately drawn eyebrows and eyes. Fine beads of sweat clung to the tip of her nose, and her eyes were full of shyness.

Looking at Qiu Yan like this, Zhao Minglang felt a chill run down his spine and stood there stunned for a moment. Even as a top scholar, he was at a loss for words and didn't know what to say.

"Look, look! The bride is so beautiful, the groom is completely mesmerized."

The crowd teased and joked.

Zhao Minglang blushed deeply.

"Yan'er, you look so beautiful today." Zhao Minglang looked at her, a smile playing on his lips, and whispered softly.

Qiu Yan blushed and lowered her head, thinking to herself, "What a fool!"
How could you say such a thing in front of everyone?

"Oh my, groom, you've got a sweet tongue! Let the bride see you, don't just admire yourself!"

The matchmaker joked from the side.

Qiu Yan blushed and looked up at Zhao Minglang. He was dressed in a bright red wedding robe, and his usually gentle and refined appearance had become more heroic, with his eyes full of tenderness.

"You look beautiful today too." She couldn't help but smile and whisper.

Yes, since her husband has given her dignity, she should also give him confidence in return.

Just as he finished speaking, the wedding maid brought two glasses of wine and handed them to the couple.

"Now it's time to drink the nuptial wine! After drinking this wine, we will be husband and wife for life, living in harmony and growing old together!"

Zhao Minglang took a glass of wine and handed it to Qiu Yan, then picked up another glass for himself.

He took Qiu Yan's wrist, brought the wine glass to his lips, and said, "Drink slowly, this wine is a bit strong."

"Mmm." Qiu Yan tilted her head back slightly, the warm wine sliding down her throat, carrying a faint aroma. She watched as Zhao Minglang also tilted his head back and drank the wine, his cheeks turning even redder.

Just after they finished drinking the nuptial wine, a burst of lively laughter came from outside the door. Xiao Muyang pushed the door open and walked in, carrying a cloth bag containing peanuts and longans.

"Uncle, Aunt, it's my turn to roll around on the wedding bed! They say rolling around on the wedding bed brings good fortune, so I'm going to roll around a few times today to soak up your good luck!"

Chunnuan couldn't help but laugh when she saw Xiao Muyang's carefree manner.

"Muyang, you'd better roll around gently, don't mess up the bedding."

Xiao Muyang smiled and replied, "Don't worry, Aunt, I know what I'm doing! My mother taught me that."

As he spoke, he took off his shoes, carefully climbed onto the kang (a heated brick bed), rolled clockwise once, then counterclockwise once, muttering incantations as he rolled.

"Rolling on the bed, rolling on the bed, the first roll brings out gold ingots, the second roll brings out twins, the third roll brings harmony to the couple, and the fourth roll brings prosperity to the family!"

Xiao Muyang's voice was loud and clear, and his auspicious words made everyone in the room laugh. After rolling around on the wedding bed, Xiao Muyang got off the kang (a heated brick bed) and patted the peanuts off his clothes.

"Uncle, Aunt, I've given you all the best of luck! If you have a big, healthy son, you'll have to treat me to red eggs!"

"I'll definitely treat you to red eggs and give you a big red envelope!" Zhao Minglang smiled and nodded in thanks.

Just then, the servants came in carrying a plate of steaming dumplings.

"Come on, bride, have some dumplings." The matchmaker picked up a dumpling with her chopsticks and offered it to Qiuyan's mouth.

Qiu Yan took a small bite and frowned.

"Bride, are you going to have the baby or not?"

"Raw."

Qiu Yan blushed and quickly answered.

"Good, good, good, the bride says she wants to give birth, may she have a son soon."

"Great! May you have a son soon."

"Oh my, the bride is so straightforward! This is a good omen; she'll definitely give birth to a big, healthy boy!"

As soon as she finished speaking, everyone in the room cheered. The matchmaker smiled and said...

Looking at Qiu Yan's shy expression, Zhao Minglang reached out and wiped the corner of her mouth.

The crowd burst into laughter again.

"The top scholar is not only good at studying, but also very loving towards his wife."

"Yes, we should all learn from the top scholar."

The crowd teased them, making the young couple blush.

"Everyone, please go to the outer room to eat. Let my wife rest for a while; she's exhausted today." He turned and instructed, "Granny Zhong, bring up the food prepared for Madam. She must be starving."

Zhao Minglang immediately ordered the guests to leave, which made the female guests laugh again.

While laughing, there was also a touch of bitterness: when she got married, her husband didn't care whether she was tired or not, or even whether she was hungry.

Comparing yourself to others will only make you miserable; comparing goods will only make you want to throw them away.

Indeed, outstanding people excel at everything they do.

Among them were many who had secretly laughed at Qiu Yan, thinking she was an old maid who couldn't get married.

But who could have imagined that she would be proven wrong so quickly? Not only did she get married, but she also married such an outstanding man.

Good things come to those who wait, and good wine gets better with age.

After the female guests left the bridal chamber, the maids and old women filed in and brought in a table of food and drink.

"Nuan Nuan, will you eat with me?"

"Second sister-in-law, I still have to go out and help Mother greet the guests."

When Chunnuan called out "Second Sister-in-law," Qiuyan paused for a moment, then blushed with embarrassment.

"Thanks a lot."

"You'll have to work hard tonight."

Chunnuan leaned closer and whispered, "You should read more of these books that are kept at the bottom of your drawer."

"Warm..."

Qiu Yan was so anxious that she stomped her feet as if she was about to hit her.

Springtime arrived quickly, and I jumped out of the new house.

That night, the light of the red candles in the bridal chamber shone on the faces of the two, warm and bright. The sweet fragrance in the air grew stronger and stronger, as if even time itself had stopped at this beautiful moment, just to preserve the joy and happiness that filled the room.