Chapter 312 The Hairpin
Chapter 312 The Hairpin
Contrary to Jiang Zhe, Li Qiuyan slept very refreshed that night.
When the day dawned, Li Qiuyan woke up naturally.
No one in the family stayed in bed, they all got up early.
We have guests coming today, and there is still a lot to do.
After breakfast early, Li Qiuyan helped Wang Congcong wash his hair, makeup and change clothes.
The two of them went to the main room together. Mrs. Cheng's eyes turned red when she looked at her slim daughter.
My daughter, who has been in pain since she was a child, is getting haircut today and is about to get married.
Mrs. Cheng took Wang Congcong's hand: "I always feel that I, Congcong, am still a child. Who would have thought that I would be so big in a blink of an eye."
After saying one sentence, tears almost fell.
Women who have hair extensions can get married.
It would be fine if there was no place to live, but now, there are only two months left, and the daughter in her hand is about to get married. How can she be a mother?
Mrs. Wang and Mrs. Huang went to persuade Mrs. Cheng: "It's a good day, so why cry. Don't make your daughter sad."
Wang Congcong was indeed a little uncomfortable: "Mother~"
Mrs. Cheng wiped away her tears and said with a forced smile, "Don't cry. My daughter has grown up, which is a good thing."
"No matter how old she grows, she will still be your daughter." Wang Congcong felt a little sad.
Mrs. Cheng actually laughed sincerely.
Yes, no matter how old she grows, will she still be her daughter?
Furthermore, the husband-in-law that Wang Congcong found was also top-notch, and Mrs. Cheng was just a little emotional when she thought that Wang Congcong was getting married.
After finishing the busy work here, the guest's carriage arrived.
The first wave to arrive was the carriage driven by Zhou Zhen.
Not to mention, this attitude alone made the Wang family very happy.
Mrs. Cheng could no longer feel her discomfort, so she smiled and stepped forward with the others.
Mei Ruoqing got out of the car first, looked at Wang Congcong with a good face, and was very satisfied: "Not bad."
In fact, today Wang Congcong only applied a little makeup and didn't even use any jewelry. He looked completely different from before.
"Let's go back to the room and sit down." Shopkeeper Hu happily took Wang Congcong's hand and returned to the room.
Wang Congcong is the protagonist today, which is good, but she has no reason to welcome guests. She just needs to sit in the boudoir and wait.
Zhou Xiao stared blankly at his dazzling fiancée. Without even saying a word to her, Wang Congcong was led away by his mother.
"Idiot, move things." Zhou Zhen looked at his son's stupidity and couldn't help but laugh.
"Oh."
There are a lot of things in the car, some prepared by shopkeeper Hu and some prepared by Mei Ruoqing. They have to be taken down one by one.
Everyone in the Wang family came to help, and the gifts were moved into Wang Congcong's room.
Zhou Xiao then took the opportunity and handed Wang Congcong a small box.
There were people everywhere in the room. Wang Congcong glared at Zhou Xiao shyly. Zhou Xiao was distracted and was pulled away by Jiang Zhe before he could say more.
Shopkeeper Hu smiled and said, "Open it and take a look."
Wang Congcong opened it as instructed and saw a red gold hairpin inlaid with pink gemstones lying in the middle of the box.
Needless to say, this is the hairpin Wang Congcong wears.
Wang Congcong felt a little sweet and a little shy, lowering his head and saying nothing.
Shopkeeper Hu smiled and confessed for his son: "I prepared a hairpin, but Zhou Xiao said that I would use the one he picked. I have no choice but to wait in line for my future mother-in-law."
With that said, shopkeeper Hu also took a box and handed it to Wang Congcong: "Keep it for daily wear."
Shopkeeper Hu said he wanted Wang Congcong to wear it on weekdays, but when the box was opened, the hairpin inside was also a beautiful gold hairpin, only without gems.
It is a gold hairpin with auspicious cloud patterns.
To be fair, this golden hairpin is already very good for Wang Congcong.
Wang Congcong was deeply moved by the attention his husband's family paid to him, his eyes were burning, and he was speechless for a moment.
Fortunately, Li Qiuyan was here. He took the box and said with a smile: "Shopkeeper Hu, you spent a lot of money today."
He picked up the hairpin and looked at it carefully before nodding: "It's very beautiful.
Shopkeeper Hu smiled and cursed: "Stop talking nonsense, can you draw a picture for me?"
Li Qiuyan hurriedly apologized: "Your daughter-in-law has a good life, don't talk about it, it's too disappointing."
Shopkeeper Hu was helpless. How could the matter of making money be such a disappointment?But indeed, this was not the time to urge the manuscript, so I had to stop talking.
The next person to perform is Mei Ruoqing.
Mei Ruoqing has already given Wang Congcong a set of clothes, which is exactly what Wang Congcong will wear later.
The embroidery work is very delicate.
However, Mei Ruoqing is not short of money, so why would she only give him a set of clothes?
What she prepared was also jewelry, but it was a pair of jade hairpins.
"Master, I won't compete with Zhou Xiao for the hairpin. Master will give you this pair of jade hairpins."
Wang Congcong took the hairpin and bowed respectfully to Mei Ruoqing and Shopkeeper Hu.
A few people sat for a while, and other guests gradually arrived.
The auspicious time has arrived, and it is time to bow.
Wang Congcong was a little nervous, but fortunately Li Qiuyan stayed with her.
Li Qiuyan is also going to play today. In order not to lose Wang Congcong's face, she wears a jade bracelet on her hand to remind herself to be careful today and not to act rashly.
Gold was also used to press the hair on the head.
Low-key yet grand.
A pair of sisters are quite pleasing to the eye.
The auspicious time is coming soon, and Wang Congcong is also a little nervous.
The main hall has been decorated, and you can just wait for the auspicious time to come, and then you can perform the ceremony of hair extensions.
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