Shen Xiaobin rode his bicycle leading the way with Lu Xiangxiang, followed by five bicycles, each tied with large red flowers. Among them were his close buddies who grew up with him, as well as a few people from Luo Shihao's factories, all joyfully following behind.
Early in the morning, several children from Mingyang had been waiting on the side, bicycling their way to the Shenji.
Shen Meng had just finished eating and was feeling full to the point of squinting.
She glanced at the wedding procession and got onto an ox cart that was carrying a sewing machine. Initially hoping to catch a quick snooze, the plan was dashed when the suona players at the crossroad blasted a few notes, and again when they were approaching the entrance of the village. Adding to that the bumpy ox cart ride, not to mention sleeping, she had her head bumped several times.
