Chapter 1252 - 393: Never Come Back, Conflict_4
Cui Qingrou, who had been holding back her tears, suddenly wept uncontrollably. She bit her lower lip fiercely, refusing to let herself cry out loud. Her tears dropped onto the ground, blooming into little flowers as they spread.
A warm and strong hand reached out and grasped hers. Feeling the tremble in her palm, Mo Qingze straightened his back and stared resolutely at Old Lady Cui, his firmness on his face deeply moving. "Mother, for the rest of my life, I shall never let Qingniang down!"
Old Lady Cui looked at their clasped hands, tears streaming down her face. "Good, good, good!"
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Mo Yan went to check the kitchen and, seeing no issues, hurried back to the wedding hall to make sure everything was in order. Relaxing a little, she asked, "Grandfather Li, my father and the others are on their way, right? Shouldn’t we start preparing for the bowing ceremony?"
Lizhong looked at her with a hint of pity and advised, "Yan girl, I’ve arranged everything. When your father returns from fetching the bride, you can proceed with the bowing ceremony. Please take a rest!"
Having been busy for several days, Mo Yan was indeed feeling a bit of fatigue, but not to the extent of needing a rest. "Then I’ll go entertain the guests first, to avoid any discourtesy."
With that, Mo Yan rushed to the back courtyard. There were too many guests today; the rooms could not accommodate everyone. The families with good relations in the village were mostly gathered in the front courtyard. Officials who came to offer congratulations and their families were arranged in the back courtyard, where the scenery was pleasant and spacious, and good tea and snacks were served courteously.