r18novel Chapter 53 The Engagement Ceremony Witnessed by the Entire Village
Chapter 53 The Engagement Ceremony Witnessed by the Entire Village
Chapter 53 The Engagement Ceremony Witnessed by the Entire Village
I. The courtyard is brightly lit with lanterns, creating a festive atmosphere.
As soon as it got light, the Su family courtyard became lively.
The family got up early and swept the yard inside and out clean, even tidying up the clutter in the corners.
Several old square tables were polished to a shine, and several long benches were arranged steadily. Several bright red papers were pasted on the wall. They had no fancy patterns, but they exuded a strong festive atmosphere.
But the courtyard and its surroundings were already packed with villagers from Qinglong Town who had rushed over upon hearing the news.
Neighbors, uncles, aunts, grandpas, grandmas, and even teenagers all put down their work and came over to join in the fun and bear witness.
Someone brought their own stool and put it in the yard;
Some people brought their own wedding candies and cigarettes, saying, "Sharing the joy! Sharing the joy!"
The courtyard was bustling with people chatting and laughing, each with a sincere smile and eyes full of blessings.
Su Zhenshan specially changed into a clean blue cloth jacket that he had kept at the bottom of his trunk, and sat upright in the hall with his back straight.
His expression was calm, but the smile in his eyes was undeniable, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned. Looking at the villagers in the courtyard, he felt warm and at ease.
Su Mingyuan stood to the side, rubbing his hands together incessantly, his face beaming with a wide smile that never stopped.
He kept repeating, "Good, good, really good..."
Su Wanjing sat in the room, facing a small bronze mirror, and gently tidied her hair at her temples.
She was wearing a clean floral print blouse, faded from washing, yet neat and presentable.
A faint blush rose to her cheeks, her lips curled into a smile, and her eyes sparkled.
Chen Shanhe stood in the courtyard, dressed in clean cloth, with an upright posture and a gentle yet firm gaze.
He had no lavish dowry, no extravagant display, no gold or silver ornaments, but he had a burning heart, a heavy sense of responsibility, and a lifelong commitment.
This engagement is not about wealth or status, but about sincerity; it is not about grand occasions, but about staying together forever.
Simple, yet incredibly solemn; plain, yet exceptionally sincere.
Poems as proof:
The courtyard is quiet and cheerful.
It's not about the pomp and circumstance, but about the meaning.
The courtyard was filled with neighbors who came to keep them company.
A pair of figures are reflected in the setting sun.
2. Stand side by side to pay respects to the elders.
When the auspicious hour arrived, the courtyard instantly fell silent.
Chen Shanhe turned around, walked steadily to the door, and his gaze gently fell on Su Wanjing.
He gently extended his hand, palm up, and steadily presented it to her.
Wanjing looked up at him, her cheeks slightly flushed, her eyes filled with tears, yet she wore a sweet smile.
Without the slightest hesitation, she gently raised her hand and softly placed it in his warm palm.
Chen Shanhe slightly tightened his grip, gently holding her and giving her a steady strength.
The two walked side by side, their steps light yet firm, until they reached the front of the hall and stood quietly.
Their eyes met, and a single glance could last a lifetime; a thousand words were hidden in their eyes.
Chen Shanhe lowered his voice, gentle yet firm: "Wanjing, I'm here."
Wanjing nodded gently, her voice soft yet unwavering: "I believe you."
The two turned around at the same time, facing Su Zhenshan in the hall and Su Mingyuan beside him.
Chen Shanhe stood upright, his voice steady and clear, echoing throughout the courtyard.
"Grandpa, Uncle, Shanhe is here today to be engaged to Wanjing."
"I will never betray Wanjing or the trust placed in me by the Su family. Heaven and earth bear witness, and I will never go back on my word."
Wanjing also spoke softly, her tone sincere and full of determination.
"Grandpa, Father, my mind is made up. I will only marry Chen Shanhe in this life."
"Never to part, stay together for life, without regrets."
As soon as they finished speaking, the two bowed deeply.
I bow to my elders for their nurturing kindness, which I will always remember.
A second bow expresses the deep affection for one's homeland and the gratitude for one's roots;
We bow three times, vowing to weather storms together and be bound by life and death.
His movements were solemn, his attitude sincere, without the slightest perfunctoriness or frivolity.
Su Zhenshan looked at the two children, a relieved smile finally appearing on his face. He nodded slowly, his eyes full of approval.
Su Mingyuan's eyes welled up with tears, and he couldn't help but wipe them away. His voice choked with emotion as he repeatedly said, "Okay, okay, get up, get up quickly."
The villagers in the courtyard saw it clearly and were all moved, and they immediately burst into applause.
A round of applause, warm and sincere, filled the entire courtyard with a cozy feeling.
There are no formalities, but there is the truest respect; there are no grand words, but there is the most sincere intention.
This bow is a bow to elders, a bow to conscience, and a bow to the promise of a lifetime of companionship.
Poems as proof:
They bowed to their parents side by side in the hall.
A single bow carries profound meaning and lasting significance.
Without relying on extravagance to demonstrate our vows,
I will only offer my true heart to the heavens.
III. A token of affection is lightly exchanged.
After the ceremony, the two slowly turned around, facing the villagers in the courtyard, and stood quietly facing each other.
The sunlight fell on them, making their faces look exceptionally sincere.
Chen Shanhe took a deep breath, raised his hand and slowly reached into his robes, his movements gentle yet solemn.
With a slight effort, he gently took a wooden hairpin from his pocket.
The hairpin was not made of precious wood, nor was it carved or inlaid with gold; its appearance was extremely simple.
But he took advantage of the quiet of the night to personally polish it, bit by bit, with a knife and a file.
The wood grain is warm and natural, with a smooth and delicate feel, and the edges are rounded, revealing countless days and nights of care and concern.
He took a half step forward, his gaze gentle, and raised his hand to gently tuck the stray hairs behind Wanjing's temples.
He moved very carefully, afraid of disturbing her, and then carefully inserted the wooden hairpin into her hair.
"Wanjing".
His voice was deep and gentle, every word coming from the bottom of his heart.
"This hairpin isn't worth much, but I made it myself, and it's made with all my heart."
"When I'm not by your side anymore, may it always watch over you and protect you."
"I won't let you suffer the slightest grievance, and I won't let you shed tears alone."
As Wanjing listened, her eyes instantly welled up with tears, yet she smiled with exceptional sweetness and a sense of peace.
She gently raised her hand and touched the wooden hairpin in her hair, her heart warming with a surge of emotion.
Then, she slowly took out a small purse from her sleeve.
The fabric is simple and elegant, with fine and neat stitches. Every stitch and every thread was sewn by her own hands while she stayed up all night.
Under the lamplight, each stitch is a thread of concern; each loop of thread is a knot of true feelings.
She stepped forward, tilted her head back, her eyes gentle and tender, and gently tied the purse around Chen Shanhe's waist.
"Mountains and Rivers".
Her voice was soft, slightly choked, yet incredibly firm.
"This purse is worthless, but it contains my whole heart."
"No matter how far you go or how far you venture, it will always be with you and accompany you."
Day and night, I long for your safety, for your well-being, and above all, for your early return.
A simple wooden hairpin, and a small purse.
It is not expensive, yet it weighs more than a thousand pieces of gold; it is not luxurious, yet it contains deep affection.
The two smiled at each other, their eyes seeing no one else but each other.
When palms are clasped, hearts draw closer, affection deepens, and faith strengthens.
The villagers watched silently, all deeply moved, and then thunderous applause erupted.
Some people quietly wiped away tears, some praised repeatedly, and some nodded in agreement.
There was no gold or silver as a betrothal gift, no wealth or honor as a present.
This is the simplest form of love in the world, and also the most steadfast and touching promise of lifelong commitment.
Poems as proof:
A wooden hairpin gently adorns the fragrant temples.
A purse is thinly tied around the young man's waist.
Though the object is light, the sentiment is heavy.
A lifetime of companionship on a long road.
IV. The blessings from the whole village are long-lasting.
After the ceremony, the courtyard became completely lively.
The villagers came forward one after another, surrounding the two and offering their blessings.
Uncle Zhang patted Chen Shanhe on the shoulder: "Good lad, you've got a sense of responsibility! We're all relieved to have Wanjing in your care!"
Aunt Li, holding Wanjing's hand, beamed from ear to ear: "What a perfect match, a match made in heaven! They'll surely live happily ever after!"
"Once you're in the provincial capital, live a good life and come back to visit often!"
"Our Qinglong Town will always be your home!"
Each simple word and sincere blessing warmed my heart.
Su Wanjing stood beside Chen Shanhe, her face beaming with a bright smile and her eyes filled with sweetness.
All the previous unease, worry, and fear vanished at this moment.
She knew that from now on, she would no longer be alone.
Some stood with her at dusk, some asked if her porridge was warm, some shared the wind and rain with her, and some protected her for a lifetime.
Chen Shanhe held her hand tightly, his eyes resolute, his promise unspoken.
In this life, I will protect her, love her for a lifetime, and never let her down, nor my fellow villagers down, nor betray my original aspirations.
The courtyard was filled with laughter and joy, a warm and cheerful atmosphere.
It lacks extravagance, yet it is most sincere; it lacks noise, yet it is most touching.
A simple engagement ceremony became the warmest, most genuine, and most unforgettable happy event in Qinglong Town.
Poems as proof:
The whole village offered their blessings.
Laughter and cheerful conversation filled the air.
From now on, we will walk the same path to the ends of the earth.
A lifetime of companionship, a lifetime of love.