The wedding date between Gu Huaixiu and Qingxi is scheduled for March.

Just after the Lantern Festival, Gu Huaixiu suddenly led the tailor to the door and wanted to make a wedding dress for Qingxi.

Old Mrs. Xu understands that wedding dress is wedding dress.

She said strangely: "All done, why do you still do it?" The couple was engaged according to Western customs. The marriage was the same as the old one, and the granddaughter's phoenix crown and red veil were all beautiful.

Qingxi is also puzzled.

Gu Huaixiu explained: "Make three more sets to take wedding photos."

This old lady Xu also understands. She often visits and has heard about it for a long time. Nowadays, new students and daughters who have returned from studying abroad will take photos with the groom before getting married. Most of them go to the photo studio. They will change into foreign suits and long white dresses to take photos in front of the church, as if they believe in Christ Jesus.

"Where are you going?" Old Mrs. Xu asked Gu Huaixiu. She believed in Buddhism and Bodhisattva and never wanted her granddaughter to go to the church to take photos.

Gu Huaixiu looked at Qingxi and said, "I have picked a few pleasant places in Hangzhou and prepared to take photos outside."

The photo studio is too rigid, and Gu Huaixiu doesn't like the church very much.

Old Mrs. Xu was relieved, but could she still take wedding photos outside?

Seeing the curiosity of Mrs. Xu, Lu Duo smiled and invited, "Go together, let's go out for a walk."

Old Mrs. Xu glanced at Gu Huaixiu.

Gu Huaixiu nodded.

Old Mrs. Xu smiled. At the age of her, she also caught up with the trend.

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In early March, the flowers bloom in spring. On the embankment of Nanhu, the willow branches are tender and green, swaying gently in the wind, and the peach tree buds bloom, pink and delicate.

Four black cars slowly drove to the first attraction next to Nanhu Lake.

It is very quiet here, with the stream flowing gurglingly, and the shore is full of ancient trees that have been around for hundreds of years.

Qingxi was wearing the most complicated white long dress among the three wedding dresses. With the help of the maid, she carefully stepped out of the car and tried to hold the hem of the skirt with both hands. Unfortunately, her hands were not enough, and the maids had to carry it behind her. The green grass and pure white wedding dresses were very beautiful in color.

I stood firm and Qingxi looked around in a daze. Where to take pictures?

Gu Huaixiu's royal photographer Black, the blonde foreigner who took the first photo for Qingxi and Gu Huaixiu, had jumped off the tree-shaded path and ran to the other side of the stream. He smiled brightly and waved to the couple: "Here!"

Qingxi widened her eyes. How could she get through her outfit?

"I'll hold you." Gu Huaixiu walked to the girl and said as expected.

Qingxi blushed, and she had done everything in private. There were so many people around her now that she felt embarrassed.

But this is the only way.

After taking the hem of the complex wedding dress handed over by the maid, Gu Huaixiu held Qingxi's shoulder with one hand and her legs with the other, easily hugging the girl. Qingxi leaned against his arms, and at first looked around and confirmed that Gu Huaixiu had been concentrating on walking, she secretly raised her head. The weather was very good today, with blue sky and green trees. Gu Huaixiu holding her, with a handsome face.

When he jumped off the main road and the wind came out from the face, Qingxi felt that she was about to float with the wind.

But Gu Huaixiu hugged her very steadily, and Qingxi's nervous heart steadily fell back to its original place.

Crossing the stream, Gu Huaixiu put his woman on the ground.

Black directed the two to pose.

Lu Duo, Old Lady Xu, Yuxi and Yunxi all helped out with ideas. Qingxi became the least bothered, just follow the action, even though some postures made her feel particularly embarrassed.

Finally, Black made the decision and used the position that Qingxi couldn't let go.

Gu Huaixiu stood under the tree in a black dress, holding her pocket with one hand, holding her waist with the other, and pulling her very close to him. Qingxi's upper body leaned back uncontrollably, and his little hand had to grab his left arm with the pocket with the pocket. Lu Duo next to him laughed, Qingxi's face was about to be red, and his eyelashes were blinking and he didn't know where to look.

Gu Huaixiu looked at all the little woman's nervousness and softened her eyes.

Black helped the two men sort out their cuffs, hands and other trivial details. Then he walked to the camera and ordered Gu Huaixue in foreign language: "now, kissher."

Old Mrs. Xu didn't understand foreign languages ​​and asked Lu Duo in confusion.

Lu Duo's lips raised, letting Old Mrs. Xu see it by herself.

Old Mrs. Xu turned her head and saw Old San leaning over little by little, approaching her granddaughter...

Old Mrs. Xu could no longer bear to see. She pulled Yuxi with one hand and Yunxi with the other. The mother and the other turned back together, and no one was allowed to see.

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Three days later, Gu Huaixiu sent the wedding photos and printed five sets, including Qingxi Niang, and Lin Wanyin's copy was sent to the Han family alone.

The bride-to-be Qingxi snatched her own set and went back to the room to watch it alone.

Yuxi went to school, and Yunxi was at the Han family. Old Mrs. Xu solemnly put on reading glasses and looked at it by herself.

The first photo is the one wearing a white wedding dress. What surprised Mrs. Xu was that Gu Laosan did not really kiss her granddaughter. The two of them had a little bit apart. Gu Laosan's eyes were drooping, and his side face looked pretty pretty. His granddaughter closed his eyes and was shy.

The handsome man and beautiful woman, Old Mrs. Xu, felt sweet, stared at her for a long time before putting her aside.

The second picture is that Qingxi is wearing an embroidered cheongsam with a big red base, and Gu Huaixiu is wearing a dark long gown. The two of them are walking side by side in the long sycamore alley. Qingxi looks up at Gu Huaixiu, as if listening to him. Gu Huaixiu looks down at her. Men and women meet their eyes, and the girl has a sweet smile on her lips. She looks like she is born to be a couple.

Old Mrs. Xu stared at me for a long time. Fortunately, Mrs. Gu is young and looks quite compatible with her granddaughter.

The third photo was taken in the train box. Gu Huaixue was wearing a black suit and Qingxi was wearing a pink short shirt and a white long skirt. The man leaned against the back of the chair and looked at the girl opposite without any concealment. The girl seemed to be shy when he saw her and lowered her head slightly. Black's technique in taking photos was so perfect that it seemed to have taken out the ambiguity between men and women.

Old Mrs. Xu looked at the familiar car arrangement and suddenly remembered, isn’t this similar to the first time the two of them met Gu Laosan?

The three photos were placed together, and Old Mrs. Xu vaguely understood.

From the train to the Wutong alley to the grand wedding dress, this is the story of Gu Laosan and his granddaughter.

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In late March, Mr. Gu married Xu Qingtang's shopkeeper, which caused a sensation.

The sedan chair was swaying and amid the sound of blowing, the people were watching the excitement, but the Qingxi River in the sedan chair was almost fainted.

But even if she really fainted, she would be willing.

Kicking the sedan chair door and crossing the stove to worship the world, guests surrounded Gu Huaixiu and carried the bride into the new house on the second floor.

Qingxi put his hands on his knees, his heart pounding.

Gu Huaixiu picked up the red veil.

The bride finally showed her face, with beautiful red face and beautiful eyes.

Someone whistled.

Qingxi lowered her head in shame, and her thin white fingers quietly clenched her wedding dress.

Gu Huaixiu saw it, turned around and took a group of guests downstairs to have a meal.

It was noisy downstairs, Qingxi sat alone on the new bed covered with a quilt. When she thought about what was going to happen tonight, she couldn't help but panic and afraid. Almost a year has passed since her last intimacy, but Qingxi remembers every move of Gu Huaixiu, every time he retreats and starts again.

Just thinking about it, the bed beneath me seemed to be shaking.

Qingxi patted her face and forced herself not to think about it. She left the bed and observed Gu Huaixiu's bedroom novelly.

After tonight, this is her bedroom, and the home of both of them.

There were festive objects of gold and red everywhere in the bedroom. Even the glass windows on the balcony were covered with double-happy paper cutting. After walking around, Qingxi sat at the head of the bed and opened the bedside table boredly. There was only one album in the empty drawer. Qingxi looked at the bedroom door, bit her lip and took out the album.

It probably doesn't matter?

With a hint of guilt, Qingxi opened the first page.

There is no photo posted on the snow-white paper, but a young woman is painted. She is combed in the old woman's bun, her eyebrows and eyes are gentle, and she smiles slightly. The person in the painting is very beautiful. There is a line of familiar handwriting in Qingxi in the lower right corner of the painting: Jingqiu, the eldest daughter of Lu Xian in Peking City, met by someone who was not a human being, and she was full of cultivation.

What you meet is not human.

In just four words, it is the life of a poor woman.

Qingxi wanted to see her mother-in-law whom she had never met before, but her vision was blurred.

Qingxi turned his head and calmed down for a long time before he felt less distressed.

Remembering her mother-in-law's appearance, Qingxi turned the second page.

What surprised Qingxi, the second page posted was the photo of her and Gu Huaixiu. At that time, she had not yet confirmed her intentions, and was almost forced to take the photo by Gu Huaixiu. During the shooting, Gu Huaixiu suddenly hugged her. She looked up in panic and hit his dark eyes, and the picture was frozen.

It turned out that he had always kept this photo and placed it in such an important album.

Qingxi continued to flip, and then there were all her photos, either her own, or the two of them were together. As they flipped through, they soon arrived at the latest wedding photos. The thick album only used the first ten pages, and there were many blank pages waiting to be filled. Qingxi gently stroked the blank paper, and suddenly appeared in his mind. In a few years, she took a photo with Gu Huaixiu and their children.

Night falls quietly.

Gu Huaixiu came to the new house without any haste.

Qingxi was reading a book. When she saw him coming in, she smiled and put down the book, got up and asked him, "Do you drink too much? I've made you sober tea."

Gu Huaixiu paused at the door for a moment before closing the door with his backhand and nodding.

Go to Qingxi to pour tea.

Looking at the little woman's increasingly mature and slim figure, a trace of doubt flashed through Gu Huaixiu's eyes.

The bride he expected was shy and nervous, and she didn't dare to look at him. Why was she so calm tonight?

But Gu Huaixiu didn't ask. He was not used to asking. He was used to exploring and observing by himself.

Then as he explored, Qingxi was not calm. When she was covered by his strong body, her whole body was trembling nervously.

"Are you scared?" Gu Huaixiu asked jokingly.

Qingxi opened his eyes and saw his handsome face, and it seemed as if he saw him sitting alone under the lamp, drawing his mother based on his memory.

Qingxi is not afraid. She wants to give birth to him and give him the most perfect home!

With the courage to come up, Qingxi bit his lip and took the initiative to help him unbutton his shirt.

Gu Huaixiu's eyes darkened.

That night, the little woman cooperated extremely well, and Gu Huaixiu was extremely satisfied.

But his doubts were not answered until two months later, and he accidentally caught Qingxi's secret album and was secretly enjoyed.

Qingxi, Qingxi, my stupid woman.
Chapter completed!