Turning Antagonist to Protagonist: He is Both Soft and Fierce-Chapter 279 - 274: Let Me Lift the Bridal Veil Once

Chapter 279: Chapter 274: Let Me Lift the Bridal Veil Once

Inside the room

Mrs. Xu peeked through the crack in the door when she heard the commotion outside and immediately grinned, excitedly shouting, "Tingfan is here, Tingfan is here, he looks so handsome today. Having served in the army really makes a difference, he stands so straight."

Mrs. Lin Wu leaned over to take a look through the crack in the door as well, "Sister-in-law, let me see, tsk tsk tsk, Tingfan looks so handsome, he’s the most handsome in the whole family."

She then turned her head to the woman in the red wedding dress, "Sister-in-law, do you want to come and look?"

Lin Qiao was a bit curious about how Song Tingfan would look in red. She always thought this kid would look quite handsome in red, so she walked over to the door crack without any hesitation to take a peek outside.

At the gate of the courtyard, the man in red was surrounded by a group of children asking for wedding candies.

The man was dressed entirely in red, with red cords, red clothes, and red shoes.

Although the red was eye-catching, the first thing that drew attention was his appearance. His eyebrows were thick but not overpowering, slightly rising towards the ends. Below his eyebrows were deep-set phoenix eyes, with a high nose bridge and relatively thin lips, and well-defined contours on both sides.

What a handsome man in red.

If only she could bring him back to the present world, she might even make money just by lying down.

Just as she was about to retract her gaze, the man in red suddenly glanced her way, and she instinctively moved aside slightly.

Wait, what was she afraid of?

"Sister-in-law, quick, quick, quick, they’re coming in, quickly cover your head." Mrs. Xu hurriedly grabbed a veil from the table to cover Lin Qiao.

The view in front of Lin Qiao went dark, and she was soon dragged to sit by the bed.

At this moment, a knock on the door was heard, "Open the door." It was Lin Sheng’s voice.

Mrs. Xu looked at Lin Qiao, and seeing that she was seated properly, she opened the door. As soon as the door was opened, a bunch of children rushed in noisily.

Lin Ping and Lin An hurriedly tried to get them to leave, but a group of children, without receiving wedding candies, wouldn’t leave. Li Guifen quickly grabbed some candies to coax them out.

Lin Shan squeezed in, wiped the sweat off his forehead, and looked at Lin Qiao with genuine joy. This time, he could carry his younger sister to her wedding.

"Little sister, today I will carry you to your wedding."

"Thank you, big brother." Lin Qiao thought that Lin Sheng would feel much better about it in the future, even though he had never mentioned it, he always felt so sorry whenever he saw her.

Lin Shan’s foot usually seemed fine, but at this moment, when carrying the saddened Lin Qiao, she clearly felt a bit of limping. Not long after, she was carried by someone else, noticeably broad and strong.

The weight on his back allowed the man’s anxious heart to settle back down; he was marrying the sister-in-law, she was marrying him.

His eyebrows and eyes displayed unrestrained joy as he turned his head slightly, "If you’re sleepy, just lean over and nap for a while, we’ll be home soon."

At this moment, Lin Qiao unexpectedly felt a bit shy, okay, maybe a little bashful; she awkwardly coughed, "Okay."

"Let’s not talk now, wait till everything is taken care of, and then we can talk behind closed doors, we have all the time in the world," the matchmaker beside them teased them with a big smile.

Lin Qiao twitched the corner of her mouth.

Someone suddenly shouted, "The bride is leaving!! Let’s drum up!!"

Li Guifen watched as the group walked away, reluctantly chasing them to the door, instinctively shouting, "Daughter, come home often when you have time." Before she finished speaking, she covered her mouth herself.

It’s not good to visit your parent’s home too often after getting married; it seems like you’re not doing well in the in-laws’ family.

This statement was drowned in the chatter, and Lin Qiao did not hear it.

The Lin Family had a dowry of twenty-eight loads, each fully packed, stretching in a line that wrapped halfway around the village.

If Lin Qiao could see the wedding scene, she might feel even more uneasy about the fake wedding.

Probably needing to circle long enough to match the hour before entering, they walked for quite a while without stopping. Under the veil, Lin Qiao was sweating all over, she leaned slightly close to Song Tingfan’s ear, "Uncle, how much longer till we get there?"

For a moment, she forgot to address him as ’uncle,’

There was no reply for a long time; she thought she hadn’t heard, just about to ask again, the man’s deep voice came, "Call me Tingfan."

Lin Qiao: "..."

"Tingfan, how much longer till we get there?"

This time he responded quickly, "We’re already on the way home, almost there."

Before long, she was put down, and she heard someone say to step over the fire basin. She looked down and saw a fire basin by her feet.

Just as she was about to step over, a large hand took hers, and soon she saw a pair of red boots stepping over, followed by the man’s voice, "Step over."

Lin Qiao hastily lifted the hem of her skirt and stepped over, and then she felt someone sprinkling water around, not sure what kind of water it was.

The two of them reached the main hall.

The main hall, usually hung with dried vegetables and such, was now decked out in red cloth and red lanterns.

Song Qin and Song Rong sat at the very front, with Zhou Ping standing beside them, gesturing for everyone to quiet down, "Everyone, please quiet down and listen to me."

Once it quieted down, he chuckled and said, "Today I’m thick-skinned enough to host Tingfan’s wedding, don’t laugh at me if I don’t do well."

"I’ve watched these two grow up, it wasn’t easy for them either, and now they’re getting married and it’s fate."

"From now on, you both need to understand and tolerate each other, I’ll congratulate you in advance on having children early."

Suddenly, the onlookers at the door burst out laughing, with one man joining in, saying, "Have seven or eight kids, hahaha."

Under the red veil, Lin Qiao trembled at the corners of her mouth, thinking, not a pig to have seven or eight kids.

After chatting for quite a while, Zhou Ping saw the auspicious hour had arrived, and quickly shouted, "First bow to heaven and earth."

Lin Qiao was momentarily stunned, then reacted. She had acted this part in a play once, turning to bow towards the outside direction.

Her movements were so quick that Song Tingfan hadn’t even turned, he paused briefly before quickly bowing towards the outside.

"Second bow to the parents."

Song Tingfan watched the swift movements of the woman, and he could hardly suppress the smile on his face.

"Husband and wife bow to each other."

Lin Qiao was about to bow quickly and head to the bridal chamber, when a hand lifted her head, and it soon let go.

Both of them bowed down together.

After being escorted into the bridal chamber, the matchmaker said a lot of auspicious words and, satisfied after getting her lucky money, called everyone else out.

The room was left with just the newlywed couple.

Lin Qiao finally breathed a sigh of relief and lifted the red veil herself, "It’s so hot, I’m dying in this heat."

Song Tingfan, who was about to nervously lift the veil, didn’t expect her to do it herself and froze for a moment, then pursed his lips a bit but didn’t make her cover it back up.

He turned to get a handkerchief to wipe her sweat and poured her a glass of water.

The irritation on Lin Qiao eased a bit, she looked up at the man in front of her with a bright smile, "You go take care of things, don’t worry about me."

He, as the groom, certainly had to go socialize with the guests.

The woman’s cheeks were perhaps flushed from the heat, painted a deep red, her eyes sparkled like lotus flowers blooming gracefully in a pond.

Song Tingfan looked at her for a long while, deeply imprinting the image of his bride on his wedding day in his mind.

So beautiful, extraordinarily beautiful.

Much more beautiful than any other woman he had ever seen.

The curve of his lips wasn’t big, yet everyone could see the joy within it.

"Let me lift the veil once."