The Domineering Cultivator Farmer

Chapter 49: A Sensational Wedding Procession

“Niuniu, we’re going to pick up Mom tomorrow. Have you finished arranging your tasks yet?” The whole family was busy hanging lanterns and decorations everywhere, preparing for tomorrow’s wedding. Meanwhile, Fang Yun and Niuniu, father and daughter, were huddled together on the second floor of the log cabin, whispering to each other. “Don’t worry, Dad. Niuniu and Brother Yeyue have already got everything ready.” Hearing Fang Yun mention the task he’d assigned her, Niuniu puffed out her little chest proudly. “Comrade Niuniu, will you be able to complete the task Daddy gave you tomorrow?” “Yes, Niuniu promises to complete the task.” Niuniu saluted with great solemnity. “Hmm, go tell everyone to get ready. Let’s give Mom a surprise tomorrow.” Fang Yun nodded with satisfaction. “Got it, Dad.” Niu Niu turned excitedly and scampered down the stairs. “Fang Yun, come down and help out—what are you doing up there?” “Coming!” Wang Jiu’s voice called out, and Fang Yun hurried downstairs, skipping along. “Are all the items ready? Don’t leave anything out.” At six in the morning, the whole family was already up and bustling about, checking the betrothal gifts to be taken to the bride’s family. Relatives from the same clan—uncles and cousins—had also come to help set up tables, chairs, and prepare ingredients for the wedding banquet. Villagers who were more than five degrees of kinship away were to come after breakfast to help with washing dishes and preparing vegetables. “Don’t worry, everything’s ready.” Wang Jiu had already asked three times, and Fang Yun had answered three times; now, with a grimace, he replied to his mom once more. Just then, Niuniu led a herd of wild boars into the courtyard, followed by ten little rascals. Fang Yun couldn’t help but chuckle—they were all the mischievous kids from his uncles’ families, the very ones who were usually the most rowdy and troublesome. “Fang Yun, what are you doing with all these kids and wild boars? Are you planning to form a wild boar cavalry? Ah…” As soon as Fang Ping saw the crowd of kids and wild boars rushing in, he meant to make a joke, but before he could finish his sentence, the little rascals had already scrambled onto the backs of the wild boars. Instantly, everyone who had been busy in the courtyard gathered around, marveling at this little “wild boar cavalry” squad. Upon closer inspection, everyone noticed that these rambunctious kids were all wearing neat little leather armor, with tiny bamboo swords hanging from their waists. The wild boars had small saddles strapped onto their backs, and muzzles with reins were fastened around their snouts. Each child sat perfectly upright with a serious expression, looking very much like a military unit. “These kids are actually kind of interesting.” Fang Yun felt a surge of pride. He’d gone out of his way over the past few days to find an old craftsman in town to custom-make these, and had even had Niuniu take them up the mountain every day for training—all so they could make a spectacular debut today. “Reporting to General Niuniu, the Wild Boar Cavalry is at your service.” Seeing everyone praising them, the little rascals couldn’t help but sit up straight and shout in unison, just as Niuniu had trained them to do. Inside, they were over the moon. To earn their place in the Wild Boar Cavalry, they had no choice but to obey Niu Niu’s orders and address her as “General.” After all, the competition back then had been fierce. “Prepare to depart.” Niuniu was beaming so brightly her nose was practically bubbling, yet she maintained a nonchalant expression as she waved her hand to give the order. With period war dramas airing on TV every day lately, the little one had copied what she saw and crowned herself “Grand General”—and wouldn’t accept anything less than that title. The kids dismounted one by one, leading the wild boars to the truck parked at the courtyard gate and helping them climb aboard using the wooden plank that had been laid across the truck bed. Only then did everyone realize why Fang Yun had arranged for a truck—it was to transport these wild boars. “Niuniu, why aren’t you and Yeyue riding a wild boar?” Wang Qun noticed that there were exactly ten wild boars for the ten rambunctious kids, leaving Niuniu and Yeyue out of the loop. That didn’t make any sense—given those two little rascals’ temperaments, it would be strange if they didn’t throw a fit over being left out of such a fun activity. “Hmm-hmm-hmm.” This hit a nerve with Niuniu. The little one grunted smugly, mimicking what she’d seen on TV by putting her finger in her mouth and blowing hard. Her little face turned bright red, but all she managed to do was blow a mouthful of spit out of her mouth. Everyone: “……” Niuniu’s face flushed slightly, and she shyly reached into her pocket, pulled out a whistle, and blew it with all her might. But whistling with your fingers really is so cool—Niuniu had been trying to learn for ages but just couldn’t get the hang of it, and the little girl was full of frustration. Just then, a piercing eagle’s cry rang out from the sky, and a white figure swooped down. The strong wind created by its flapping wings caused everyone to take a few steps back. Seeing the white eagle descend, Niuniu and Yeyue hurriedly grabbed the saddle strapped to its back—one on each side—and climbed aboard. “You’re not seriously planning to let the two kids ride this white eagle and fly away, are you?” Wang Jiu felt his head spinning. “Yes, I’m coming along too,” Fang Yun replied matter-of-factly. “Go on, go on. Get the bride back as soon as possible.” Once they realized Fang Yun was coming along too, everyone relaxed. As for this guy who’d been missing for six years and was already pulling off miraculous feats the moment he returned, everyone had long since stopped being surprised by his antics—they’d probably even think it was perfectly normal if they saw him flying through the sky one day. Leaping onto the White Eagle’s back, Fang Yun called out, “Let’s go.” With a light push off the ground, the White Eagle, having received the command, flapped its wings and soared straight into the sky. Leading the motorcade was none other than Fang Yun’s older cousin, Fang Zheng. Seeing Fang Yun take flight atop the white eagle, he immediately got behind the wheel of Fang Yun’s car and followed. So everyone on the road witnessed this scene: a truck with a large red “Xi” character (meaning “happiness”) stuck to its windshield, loaded with a herd of wild boars, trailing behind the wedding procession. This inevitably sparked a flurry of speculation: “Whose wedding is this? How can wild boars be a wedding gift?” After a four-hour drive, the convoy came to a stop a few hundred meters from Feng Xiuer’s home. Everyone helped lead the wild boars off the truck, and ten rambunctious kids scrambled onto their backs, lining up in two rows to ride the boars at the head of the procession, clearing the way. Fang Zheng, who knew the route, pointed ahead and commanded, “Forward!” “Yes, sir!” the rambunctious kids replied in unison, pulling on the reins and kicking the wild boars in the belly. Instantly, the herd of wild boars roared into a gallop. “Holy… a wild boar cavalry?” A passerby who had been watching from the side of the road when the convoy stopped was stunned by the scene before him. At that moment, Feng Xiu’er’s family and their relatives and friends were waiting at the entrance to the residential complex for Fang Yun’s wedding procession to arrive. Suddenly, they saw a herd of wild boars thundering toward them, leaving everyone staring in utter disbelief. “Stop!” The chubby boy leading the group raised his hand and shouted, and the gang of rambunctious kids hurriedly pulled on the reins. “Reporting for duty, Grandma! The Wild Boar Cavalry Squad of the wedding procession is here to report to you.” Sitting atop a wild boar, Xiao Pang raised his hand and saluted Liao Xue with great solemnity. He knew Liao Xue well and, like Niuniu, called her “Grandma.” To memorize this line perfectly, Xiao Pang had been practicing it even in his dreams these past few days. Niuniu had said that whoever recited it best would be promoted to squad leader. “That’s so cool, so romantic. If anyone came to pick me up with a cavalry like that, I’d marry him right now.” The girls in the crowd waiting at the entrance to the residential complex stared in awe. As for the others, they didn’t hesitate—they pulled out their phones to take pictures right away. “All right, all right, you’re such good kids,” Liao Xue said excitedly. She glanced at the people getting out of the car but didn’t see Fang Yun or Niuniu, and wondered, “Where’s Fang Yun?” “Grandma, Uncle Er is up in the sky,” Xiao Pang said, pointing toward the sky. “In the sky?” Everyone was stunned and looked up at the sky. With a piercing eagle’s cry, a massive white eagle swooped down. Seated on its back were three people. Everyone was stunned—they never expected Fang Yun to arrive from the sky on a white eagle to迎え the bride. “Come quick, look at the immortals…” It was right at lunchtime, and people walking home—who had already been drawn in by the wild boar cavalry—couldn’t help but gasp in amazement when they saw Fang Yun and his two companions descending from the sky on the white eagle. One by one, they hurriedly pulled out their phones to capture this breathtaking scene. “Grandma, Niuniu is here to pick up Mom.” As soon as the white eagle came to a stop, Niuniu jumped down and threw herself into Liao Xue’s arms. Liao Xue quickly hugged Niu Niu. “Niu Niu, was it fun up in the sky?” “Mm-hmm, it was so much fun up there. You can see really, really far, and the people on the ground look so tiny.” Niuniu beamed with pride when her Grandma asked. Fang Yun grimaced. If he hadn’t cast a barrier to block the wind, forget about having fun—she’d have been lucky just to avoid freezing to death.