Chapter 138: The Yang Family Ancestral Hall is Very Tired

Chapter 138: The Yang Family Ancestral Hall is Very Tired
Instead of getting up early, I just hugged my wife and took a nap again.

What a beautiful thing this is!

Perhaps she was too tired last night. Cuichan and Caizhan came several times, but seeing that Hualan was still asleep, they thought that this was the first day their young lady entered the Yang family, and just as they were about to step forward to wake Hualan up, they were waved away by Yang Wenyuan.

The only elders in the Yang family that Hualan could get up early to visit were Yang Yuqing and his wife. But based on Yang Wenyuan's observation of his aunt, Madam Chen, yesterday, it was likely that this middle-aged couple had gone through a lot last night and would not have gotten up so early.

After a while, Hualan woke up slowly, feeling soreness and swelling all over her body, as well as a burning pain in one part of her body, which made her utter a moan.

Half dazed, she propped up her hands and stretched.

In an instant, spring light bursts out!

But Yang Wenyuan was awake the whole time, and he could take in the beautiful scenery before him.

After last night's careful polishing and cutting.

He knew how mouth-watering the beauty before him was, and since Hualan was having sex for the first time, her face was filled with joy.

Her facial features are delicate and three-dimensional, her nose is high, her lips are rosy, and her peach blossom eyes are bright and lively. Her whole body exudes the charming charm of a bride, mixed with the delicate vitality that only belongs to a girl.

A young lady!
Yang Wenyuan was young and strong, and now he was even more furious and his appetite was aroused.

At this time, Hua Lan also realized that Yang Wenyuan was beside her, staring at her.

Even after the absurd night yesterday, Hualan couldn't help feeling shy. Her delicate white hands gently pinched the edge of the quilt and slowly pulled it up, revealing just a little bit of her rosy white valley.

"Awake?" Yang Wenyuan turned sideways, supporting his head with his hands and asked Hualan.

"Hmm..." Hua Lan couldn't help feeling shy as they had such a frank conversation so early in the morning, and she lowered her head in response.

Yang Wenyuan knew Yi Hualan's personality and was sure that she was shy at this moment, so he did not tease her on purpose. He put on the hairpin and folded the clothes that were placed beside him.

She walked out of the door and asked the two maids, Cuichan and Caizhan, who had been waiting outside with a hint of anxiety on their faces, to go in and help Hualan dress up.

Seeing Changqing far away, Yang Wenyuan couldn't help but smile in surprise and stretched out his hand to beckon him to his front.

"Is uncle's there?"

Yang Wenyuan knew that it was the first day Hualan came into the house, and he was worried that this would not work. If something went wrong, he certainly didn't want to break etiquette and let Yang Yuqing wait there, so he asked Changqing to arrange for the maids in the courtyard to wait for Yang Yuqing in the courtyard.

If Yang Yuqing starts to make trouble, come and report.

"To reply to your question, there has just been some noise from the Second Master's side, so we can make it in time."

When saying this, Chang Qing's tone was still quite melancholy. In the past, he was the only one guarding the door, but now, as soon as Madam Sheng entered the door, his position was taken away by the two maids, and he was sent to the corridor instead.

Sir, no, no, no!

Yang Wenyuan naturally had no idea that Chang Qing had so much going on in his mind. Even if he knew, he probably wouldn't have any reaction.

They are dowry maids, women!
You, footman.

Man, understand?
Yang Wenyuan nodded and went back to the house.

Inside the house, Hualan had already put on her new clothes with the help of two maids.

The wedding attire worn on the first day of the lunar calendar must be formal.

Hua Lan was wearing a red peony-embroidered dress with gold, a pair of Yunnan red phoenix hairpins inserted diagonally, and bright red coral beads hanging from her ears. There were about a dozen dragon and phoenix gold bracelets in the jewelry box next to her ready to wear. Yang Wenyuan was also wearing a rich red festive wedding dress, with brocade patterns on both shoulders, all of which were golden bats and flowers, and a rosin-colored elastic ink jade belt tied around his waist.

Like Hualan, it is a rich red.

When a woman wears bright red, she looks bold, festive, warm and generous, but when a man wears red, he tends to look a little feminine.

But Yang Wenyuan had practiced martial arts for a long time, and he was tall and strong, with a resolute face, which gave him a strong aura and made him look more majestic.

Looking at Hualan who was putting on makeup in front of the dressing mirror, Yang Wenyuan sat down beside her, supporting himself with his hands and watching. Hualan felt that she had gotten up late, and she didn't care that Yang Wenyuan was staring at her, so she just continued to draw her eyebrows and eyes.

After looking for a while, Yang Wenyuan suddenly said:

"Today I'm just at home, so I just need to tidy up a bit."

As soon as these words came out, Cuichan and Caizhan beside them laughed like silver bells, causing Hualan to roll her eyes at Yang Wenyuan and said:
"If you find it boring, just go out and don't disturb us women. It's unsettling to watch from the sidelines."

They were already husband and wife, and after the storm last night, they were no longer as reserved in their conversation as before, so Hualan immediately said something in her heart.

Yang Wenyuan was delighted and said immediately:
"You may not be as proficient as I am in these rouge, powder, hairpins, and jewelry."

Gu Tingye used to have some interest in beauty experts. When he was at Guangyuntai, he repeatedly suggested putting makeup on the leaders of the group and invited everyone to have fun together.

Yang Wenyuan had experience from his previous life, and with practice making perfect, he naturally learned some things.

However, Hua Lan was also quick-witted. After a brief thought, she immediately figured out the reason. Her originally bright face suddenly dimmed and her eyes looked quite unfriendly.

Seeing this, Yang Wenyuan's heart skipped a beat.

Oops, it seems like I let something slip. Yang Wenyuan turned his head, coughed lightly, and said:

"Uncle and aunt are already awake. If you want to go and pay your respects, you'd better move quickly."

As expected, Hua Lan didn't have time to ask in detail. She exclaimed, "Why didn't you say so earlier?" and immediately turned around and began to speed up her movements, occasionally saying, "It's all your fault. I said I would go to bed early yesterday," and "Cui Chan wanted to wake me up earlier, why didn't you let her?"

Yang Wenyuan: A married woman, even for just one day, is indeed different from when she was waiting to be married!
After a while, Hualan packed up and took her own embroidered needlework and sewn shoes, socks and pillows. She was about to go to Yang Yuqing's yard with Yang Wenyuan to pay a visit, but was stopped by Yang Wenyuan.

"My uncle told me earlier that we should go to the ancestral hall first."

According to normal procedures, one should kowtow to one's immediate relatives on the first day of marriage.

If you meet a bad mother-in-law, she will make the daughter-in-law "obey the rules".

Next come the collateral relatives, and only then will the ancestral hall be established and the family tree be included.

However, Yang Wenyuan's parents had passed away, so Yang Yuqing asked Yang Wenyuan to go to the ancestral temple first and then pay his respects to him.

The two walked side by side, followed by a group of maids and old women as they headed towards the ancestral temple.

After exiting the courtyard's hanging flower gate, the two turned into a secluded gravel path lined with green bamboos. After walking forty or fifty steps, they entered a main courtyard.

I saw a wide corridor appear before my eyes.

After walking a little further, we saw the Yang Family Ancestral Hall.

(End of this chapter)