On this day, the atmosphere at Lin Family Manor was exceptionally festive. Although it wasn't decorated with lanterns and banners everywhere, it was still extremely celebratory.
The ancestral hall and village paths were scrubbed clean by men of Lin Mengxing's generation.
Lin Mengxing, dressed in a scarlet ceremonial robe, wearing a floral cap, had a grin that seemed cheap hanging on his face, and spent the whole day being directed around by the aunt who handled ceremonies in the clan.
Lunch wasn't eaten as usual, and when noon arrived, the elders led Lin Mengxing to the ancestral hall to worship the ancestors.
After the worship, he mounted his horse, with Lin Mengbo holding the reins, followed by forty to fifty fellow clansmen on a newly decorated colorful ox cart, setting off with fanfare towards the bride's home.
