"Here comes the groom!"
"Time to pick up the bride! Time to pick up the bride!"
In the courtyard, a group of children were making playful commotion, red ribbons tied on their heads, creating a festive and lively atmosphere.
"Father-in-law, elder brother, second brother, I am here to take Nannan home." Shen Wenchen, dressed in red wedding attire embroidered with a pair of mandarin ducks detailed with gold threads and beads.
He held his head high and stood upright, a joy on his face unlike anything he'd ever had before. Even his eyes, so often dark, seemed to have fallen into a galaxy, extraordinary and brilliant.
"Wenchen, you must treat her well."
Father Lin was all seriousness, his usual geniality put aside for the moment.
"I, Shen Wenchen, swear to the heavens. If I let Lin Nanzhi down in this life, may I be struck by lightning and die a horrible death, forbidden to reincarnate."