Bibi Dong was stunned for a moment, "Menstrual period?"
She thought about it carefully, and then her expression froze.
During this time, she was busy spending time with her parents, busy arranging marriage arrangements with Qian Xunji, busy dealing with various chores... She completely forgot about it.
"It seems... not."
Ling Yuan's eyes lit up.
She stretched out her hand and placed it on Bibi Dong's lower abdomen.
"It should be there."
Bibi Dong looked down at his abdomen with a confused look on his face.
"But my belly isn't that big?"
Ling Yuan couldn't help but laugh out loud, "You are so stupid. You and the Pope have only been together for more than a month, how could you possibly show your love?"
Bibi Dong blushed.
More than a month...
That was that day in the flower field...
Or the day I bought a new house...
Or any other time...
"Then... what should we do?" She was a little at a loss.
Ling Yuan thought for a while, "Get married first, and then let Dr. Soul Master take a look after we are done here."
Bibi Dong nodded and touched his belly again.
"Do you still want to vomit?" Ling Yuan asked.
Bibi Dong felt it carefully and shook his head. "I don't want to anymore."
"That's good."
Ling Yuan took her hand and walked out, "Let's go back and touch up the makeup. The makeup must have been smudged by those few touches just now."
Walking to the door, Ling Yuan saw Bibi Xi standing there in a daze.
"Why are you in a daze?"
Bibi Xi came back to his senses, with a strange expression on his face.
"Nothing."
"I just didn't expect... I'm going to be my brother-in-law."
"We haven't decided yet, so don't tell anyone yet to avoid causing trouble."
Bibi Xi nodded quickly. "I know, I know, I'm very strict with my mouth."
Ling Yuan silently looked at the siblings, thinking: Bibi Xi is so strict? Why does she not believe it so much?
The sound of firecrackers came from far away and made the whole street tremble.
"Come on, come on! The wedding team is here!"
Outside the small building, there were already crowds of people.
There are not many relatives in the Bi family - actually.
In addition, there were several familiar villagers who were followed by Anping Village.
They craned their necks to watch the neighbors join in the fun, standing at the door and watching.
In the distance, a mighty team is heading this way.
At the front are two rows of golden-armored guards, holding ceremonial guards and walking in neat steps.
Followed closely by the band, the gongs and drums were noisy and the suona was loud.
In the center of the team, on a snow-white winged horse, sat a person.
Her blond hair was tied up, a red robe was added to her body, and a big red flower was tied on her chest.
He straightened his back, looked forward, and had a faint smile on his lips.
"Oh my God..." A girl covered her mouth, "Is this the Pope? Isn't he too handsome?"
A young girl next to her was so stunned that she didn't even notice that the melon seeds in her hand were spilled all over the floor.
"This, this is so handsome..."
"Please keep your voice down, I am the groom today!"
"I know, but I can't help it. Look at that temperament, that appearance, that horse - that horse is also good-looking!"
Several girls gathered together and chatted non-stop.
"When can I marry someone like this?"
"Dream on you."
"Can't you think about it?"
In the crowd, a little girl with a double bun raised her head and looked at Qian Xunji on the horse with bright eyes.
"Mom," she pulled the sleeve of the woman next to her, "I will marry someone like this in the future."
The woman smiled and patted her, "Little girl, how old are you to think about this?"
The little girl was unconvinced. "I just want to!"
Of course Qian Xunji cannot hear these discussions right away.
He just sat upright, looking past the crowd and landing on the second-floor window of the small building.
There, there is his bride.
Among the crowd, Bi Dashan stood at the front.
He looked at the magnificent team and the dashing young man on the horse, with a smile on his face, applauding and cheering with the relatives around him.
"Brother Dashan, your daughter is so lucky!" Someone patted his shoulder.
"That's right, the Pope! That's the Pope!"
"You will be the Pope's father-in-law from now on, so you have to protect us!"
Bi Dashan responded with a smile and greeted the guests.
But only he himself knew the indescribable feeling in his heart.
My daughter is getting married and will be picked up by someone else today.
He should be happy.
He is indeed happy.
But underneath this happiness, there is always something sour and astringent rising up, which I can't suppress.
"Dad," Liu Xiulan walked up to him at some point, "You entertain the guests, and I'll get my daughter to prepare."
Bi Dashan nodded. "Okay."
Liu Xiulan glanced at him, opened his mouth to say something, but in the end just patted his arm, turned around and went upstairs.
Bi Dashan stood there and continued to greet the guests with a smile.
He smiled, his eyes a little red.
Second floor.
When Liu Xiulan opened the door and came in, Ling Yuan was helping Bibi Dong put on the last bit of lipstick.
"Dong'er, Qian Xun are here, have you done it?"
Bibi Dong turned around. "It's done."
Liu Xiulan looked at her, his eyes suddenly felt hot.
Her daughter is so beautiful.
"When you're done, put the red hijab on it."
Ling Yuan picked up the red hijab on the side and handed it to Liu Xiulan.
Liu Xiulan took it and walked behind Bibi Dong.
The red hijab fell gently, covering her pretty face.
"Dong'er."
"Huh?"
"Be good with Qian Xun from now on."
Under the red hijab, Bibi Dong's nose suddenly felt sore.
"I know, Mom."
Liu Xiulan took a deep breath and patted her shoulder.
"Mom is waiting for you outside." She turned around and went out.
The door closed gently.
Only Bibi Dong and a few bridesmaids and maids were left in the room.
She sat quietly by the bed, waiting for that person to arrive.
The red hijab obscured her vision, but she could hear the noise downstairs, the sound of firecrackers, and the sound of gongs and drums.
And the sound of that heartbeat.
Thump, thump.
It's as fast as if it's about to pop out.
Downstairs, the wedding team has already arrived at the door.
Qian Xunji got off his horse and walked into the door surrounded by everyone.
As soon as I reached the door, I was stopped by a group of people.
They are relatives of the Bee family.
A middle-aged woman was carrying a tray with six glasses of wine neatly placed on it.
"His Holiness the Pope, according to our rules, drink six glasses of wine before entering. Six or six glasses of wine will go well, for good luck!"
Qian Xunji looked at the six glasses of wine, picked up the first glass without saying a word, and drank it all.
Second cup, third cup, fourth cup--
Done in one go.
After six glasses of wine, I saw the bottom in the blink of an eye.
"Okay!"
"Good drinker!" cheers erupted from the surroundings.
Qian Xunji put down the last glass of wine without changing his expression.
Bi Dashan walked out of the crowd, glanced at him, said nothing, just patted him.
Then he turned around and led him upstairs.
Behind him, the sound of firecrackers sounded again.
Second floor--
The door is closed.
Qian Xunji stood at the door, raised his hand and knocked on the door.
"Dong'er, I'll pick you up."
The door was quiet for a while, and then the door was opened a crack.
Ling Yuan's face poked out from the crack in the door, smiling.
"His Holiness the Pope, you just came in like this? What do you mean if you don't give me a few red envelopes?"