At the third anniversary of the day, Mr. Zhao was called out by his uncle. Zhao Shouye was still in front of Shang Baoqing, the Honglu Temple in Nanjing, but he could not see anyone all year round. If it weren't for his nephew's marriage, he would have probably not returned to Nanjing this year.

Wang Xijue, Hua Bozhen and others also came, and there were also a group of students in Nanjing and senior executives from the group all came to join in the fun, helping to decorate lights and arrange flowers and hang red in the mansion, which was more festive than the New Year.

The disciples first served the master to bathe with the pomelo leaves. It is said that these leaves can wash away bad luck on their bodies. After they washed them all, they helped him change into big red shorts and big red auspicious clothes from the inside out. Then they pressed him in front of the mirror and prepared to go on their heads.

The so-called "top" is the etiquette of coming-of-age. In the words of later generations, it means combing the hair into adults. In ancient times, women were married at the fifteenth and twenty years old, and men were young and twenty years old. They used changing their hairstyles to mean that they had reached the age of marriage. But in the Ming Dynasty, few people deliberately followed the ancient etiquette. People chose to perform a etiquette before the wedding. One was to comb the hair for the wedding, and the other was the etiquette of the newcomer.

Therefore, Caijiaxiang, Fangzhai and Yuzhai were also holding their respective top ceremonies for Qiaoqiao and Ma Xianglan. This is a big ceremony for adults, and relatives and friends will come to watch the ceremony together.

The ceremony is hosted by a "good fate man" or "good fate woman", that is, a person with a complete parent, a partner, a child, and a harmonious marriage. If the mother of a newlywed meets this condition, the mother usually takes the role of the "good fate woman".

Of course, Qiaoqiao's mother wanted to give her daughter a favor. But she compared her good fortune woman's request... Her parents were alive, and her love was stronger than gold when she was in trouble. Unfortunately, Qiaoqiao only had one daughter and no son. So she could only hire a neighbor who had all the best fortunes to give her daughter a favor.

Unexpectedly, yesterday, someone came to the door and said that he was her son, Qiaoqiao's younger brother. Qiaoqiao's mother was shocked and remembered that she did have a son. She couldn't help but cry with Fang De. The old Fang family finally had a back...

She finally fulfilled her old wish and was able to personally bring face to her daughter.

Qiaoqiao was wearing a bright red wedding dress and sat in front of the window where the moon could be seen. The aunts and ladies surrounded her and said flattering auspicious words.

On the table next to it were mirrors, round-haired combs, scissors, rulers of descendants, red head ropes and needlework, as well as three bowls of roasted pork, chicken and soup balls. One bowl had six lotus seeds, one bowl had six red dates, and one bowl had six dumplings.

As soon as the auspicious time comes, Qiaoqiao's mother lit a pair of dragon and phoenix candles and then took her daughter to worship the moon.

After getting up, Qiaoqiao's mother broke off Qiaoqiao's buns and let her daughter's long hair hang down like a waterfall. Then she carefully combed it with a comb, and muttered it while combing it: "One comb to the end, two combs until the white hair is up to the eyebrows, three combs to the ground, four combs to the four silver bamboo shoots are all in line..."

At this time, she should be singing in tears, but Qiao Qiao's mother couldn't cry.

Of course she couldn't cry. She didn't want to knock it out at the beginning. Qiaoqiao's shyness wouldn't take the initiative to take care of Zhao Hao's life...

Qiaoqiao was still a little reluctant to leave, but when she saw her mother so happy that she couldn't stop smiling, she could only smile helplessly.

Is it reasonable?

Xuan open and grand Yu’s house.

Yu Jiachang's daughter-in-law also sang a song to comb her hair, folded her long hair for Ma Xianglan, who was wearing a red wedding dress, and combed it into a bride's look. She also tied a flat cypress and a red head rope to her hair.

As Ma Xianglan's sister, Qi Jingyun used two red and white eggs to make noodles for her. After that, Yu Jiachang's wife picked up three bowls on the table and asked Ma Xianglan to eat lotus seeds, red dates and dumplings, which meant that she had a noble son early and her marriage was successful.

Unlike the Qiaoqiao family's joyful scene, Sister Ma here was fine at first, but when she was eating lotus seeds and red dates, she couldn't help but start to cry, and her eyes were red.

He made the women cry, thinking that this was Miss Ma’s thought of her lonely life experience. She advised her to have a family after getting married? She would have a child and a family of children and grandchildren in the future.

Unexpectedly, Ma Xianglan cried even harder and could not stop her from persuading her.

Only Qi Jingyun, who was standing by, knew why she cried and took Ma Xianglan's hand to accompany her to cry silently.

Zhao Mansion.

As a "good fateful guy", Wang Xijue combs his hair and ties his hair and crowns for Zhao Hao.

Chef Wang muttered something, but after picking up the comb, Zhao Hao's hair fell off... it fell off...

Wang Xijue opened his mouth wide and looked at the hair stuck on the comb, and then looked at Zhao Hao's bare head.

"You're bald so early? You're very bald..." Wang Xijue said happily: "It seems that his smart head is not hairy, and this is not true at all."

"Don't talk nonsense, I'm not bald." Zhao Hao calmly pulled out his wig from the comb and put it on his head again and said, "It's too hot in the south, so he just shaved his head."

"That's how I thought I had a companion..." Chef Wang murmured in a low voice, then quickly covered up, "I mean, is this one still combed?"

"Comb." Zhao Hao pressed his temples with both hands and said, "This way it won't fall..."

After tying his hair and adding a crown, at the fifth hour, Zhao Shouye had prepared five blessings and fruits, and offered portraits of his ancestors in the hall, which are the so-called "Xixian", also known as "Fengxian".

Zhao Hao followed his uncle to pay a visit to the fat man in the black face on the portrait, and then scented him again, so he used the soup to make breakfast.

After breakfast, Mr. Zhao wore red color under the service of his disciples, and rode nine white horses with eight best men. Amid the crackling sound of firecrackers, he went out to welcome the bride.

The wedding party danced dragons and lions, and the blows and beats lasted for a mile, attracting countless people to watch along the street. The Zhao family sprinkled countless silver and money, and shared joy, attracting the people who were watching the fun, and headed towards Caijia Lane in the north of the city. For a moment, thousands of people were gone, and men and women in Jinling competed to see Mr. Zhao welcome the wedding.

When we arrived at Caijia Lane, fireworks were blooming, and the fragrance was shrouded in mist. Firecrackers, meteors, sky cannons... like splashing water in the streets and alleys without money. On the street, colorful buildings were connected one by one. Every household in Caijia Lane spontaneously tied up to celebrate their beloved Mr. Zhao’s wedding!

It is not just Caijiaxiang. The neighboring Qijie Wufang City is grateful to Mr. Zhao. He either takes over the job of Jiangnan Group, becomes an employee of Xiaocangshan, or makes money by relying on these high-income people to do business. The Caijiaxiang area has become the highest-paid neighborhood in Nanjing City, and Mr. Zhao and Mr. Zhao Zhuangyuan have walked out of Caijiaxiang, so the neighbors naturally support Mr. Zhao.

In order to see Mr. Zhao's style, they followed the team and hugged over, cheering like crazy and drunk!

When the team arrived at the high-gate house with the plaque of "Fang House" hanging on the east end of Caijia Lane, the shopkeeper Fang had been waiting at the door for a long time.

"Oh, my father-in-law killed my son-in-law." Seeing this, Zhao Hao quickly turned over from the horse and knelt directly in front of the shopkeeper.

"Ah, the young master can't do it!" Manager Fang was shocked and rushed to help Zhao Hao with helplessness.

According to the common practice, the newcomer does not have to kneel down to the woman's parents before he comes to the man's house to pay homage to the woman's parents. Zhao Hao did this naturally give the manager enough face and blocks everyone's words. It avoids people from being chewed around and saying that Qiao Qiao is marrying her to be a small person...

"My father-in-law, please call me Zhao Hao." Zhao Hao stood up with a smile on his face, took the geese handed over by his disciple, and presented it with both hands: "The son-in-law dared to come and ask Ling Ai to marry Ling Ai, and ask his father-in-law to give up his love!"

"Cut, you must cut." Fang De hurriedly took the geese with both hands, and said happily: "Master... Oh no, son-in-law, please come in and have a tea."

"It's the son-in-law who offered tea to his father-in-law." Zhao Hao smiled and bowed, "Please."

"Please, please." Shopkeeper Fang wanted Zhao Hao to come in first no matter what. He did not forget how he came from today, nor would he put on the airs of his father-in-law in front of Zhao Hao.

Manager Fang believed that this would not only harm his whole family, but also his daughter.

After entering the hall, after a complicated ceremony, Qiaoqiao's mother led the bride with a big red veil to move out of the back house. After giving some advice, she couldn't wait to let go of her hand.

After Zhao Hao and Qiaoqiao served the tea to Fang De, they carried it up by the person, walked out of the main hall, walked through the yard, and sent it to the eight-carrying sedan chair.

There were crowds of people watching the ceremony, and some envied Qiaoqiao's blessing; some talked about Qiaoqiao's selling buns at the bridge head back then, and Mr. Zhao was so poor that she couldn't eat. She secretly gave him the past of eating buns, which made people sigh. It turns out that good people are rewarded, and the fate of doing good deeds is the best...

There are also many people whispering to each other. Who is the man with Qiaoqiao on his back? Why have you never seen him before?

Since it was the one who carried her into the sedan chair, of course it was her brother. But I don’t remember that Manager Fang had a son...

Could it be that he just adopted?

When the eight-carrying sedan chairs were moving away while blowing, people stopped talking, as if the person had never appeared.

Yu Jia's family is still at the west end of Caijia Lane, but it is very different from the originally cramped and cold courtyard. Today, Yu's house covers an area of ​​five acres, five inches in front and back, and also has a large garden. In Caijia Lane, where every inch of land is valuable, it can be called the first luxury house.

As Zhao Hao's initial partner, Yu Jiachang has shares in Weijixian and Xiaocangshan, and he distributes dividends of tens of thousands of taels of silver every year. He also opened a manpower store with dozens of branches, specializing in recruiting basic labor force and various craftsmen from the north for Jiangnan Group, who cannot enter the school, and technical talents such as young doctors. The income alone is 20,000 to 30,000 taels per year, and he does have the ability to build a big garden.

Yu Jiachang knew very well how he came about. Moreover, his descendants still rely on the support of the young master, and they dared not neglect Zhao Hao, and they were also waiting at the door.

Although he was Ma Xianglan's adoptive father, Zhao Hao still knelt down sternly and called him father-in-law, which really gave Yu Jia enough face.

This made Qi Jingyun, who was holding Ma Xianglan, sigh inwardly. It seemed that Miss Ma’s weight in Mr. Zhao’s heart was not ordinary. This kneeling was not for Yu Jia’s length, it was purely for Miss Ma to have a face...

After serving tea here, Yu E, the second son of Yu Jiachang, carried Ma Xianglan onto a sedan chair.

Zhao Hao waved his hand and signaled Yu E to retreat, and stepped forward, and picked up his sister Ma.

Ma Xianglan exclaimed first, but heard the familiar voice.

Zhao Hao said softly: "The veil and the sedan chair are ready. Can you marry me?"

"Well..." She softened her body, hugged his neck tightly, hugged her shyly in his arms, and let Zhao Hao carry her out of the Yu family.

The wedding girl picked up the curtain of the sedan chair, and Zhao Hao gently placed Sister Ma in the eight-carrying sedan chair. When the curtain fell, Hua Bozhen whispered: "Get up the sedan chair!"
Chapter completed!