Cuihua's parents left in a daze, supporting each other, and Su Zhiruan took all of this in.
Even without asking, she could guess the outcome.
Su Zhiruan closed the window and began to tidy up the silk and supplies purchased for the house.
In the village, the wedding ceremony was not so complicated. It was more about inviting familiar villagers to witness, organizing a banquet, and adding new items to the household from top to bottom.
"Knock knock——"
"Madam, I have come to deliver something to you."
The shopkeeper's voice sounded, and Su Zhiruan put down the brush, got up to open the door.
After opening the door, she saw the shopkeeper and the waiter both standing at the door, with the shopkeeper wearing a broad smile.
"These two are here to deliver your wedding attire." The shopkeeper stepped aside, and beside him were two women holding trays covered with red silk.
