Wu Shufen felt a pang of sadness as she listened. She turned her head, wiped away a tear, took a deep breath, and then smiled as she picked him up. "My dear grandson, let's go outside and see. Your Uncle Xiangyang should be here to pick up the bride soon."
Little Douzi nodded. "Grandma, put me down. I can walk by myself."
"Little Douzi, you've got lipstick on your face." Lin Gang and the others laughed when they saw the red mark on Little Douzi's cheek.
"Little Douzi, Little Jun, the wedding party's here!" The voices of Little Kai, Dandan, and the others rang out from outside. "They're here to get the bride! They're here to get the bride!"
Lin Guoliang lit the string of firecrackers hanging by the door. The sound of CRACKLING and POPPING filled the air as bits of red paper scattered everywhere.
Little Douzi and the other children bolted toward the courtyard gate.
Li Xiangyang arrived at the gate with several of his maternal cousins, along with Dongzi and his friends.
