Heng family
"The bride is here."
Han Qiao was carefully helped out of the sedan chair. She grabbed the red silk, crossed the brazier, and stepped on the red cloth into the hall.
"Bow to Heaven and Earth!"
"Second bow!"
"Husband and wife bow!"
"Once the ceremony is complete, send him to the bridal chamber!" Heng Congshan shouted.
Suddenly, the suona and firecrackers rang out again.
The children covered their ears.
Heng Yi grabbed the red silk with one hand and Han Qiao's hand with the other.
Many people laughed at him.
"This is too rare."
They entered the wedding room.
The wedding room could not accommodate so many people. Many people stood by the windows and doors.
Heng Yi picked up the red veil with a scale.
Han Qiao was sweating a little under the veil.
However, she didn't use any rouge and only took a sip of her lipstick.