The horizon had just begun to brighten, and Nanzhi was already being dragged out of bed by Mother Lin.
In the Lin household, not even the chickens got to sleep in.
In the courtyard, eighteen cases of dowry items were neatly arranged, and festive red lanterns hung from the entrance way.
"Mom..." Nanzhi, who had spent a sleepless night in nervous anticipation, had only just managed to doze off, and before she got a quarter of the hour's sleep, she was being yanked awake again.
"What's there to sleep for, get up quickly and start getting dressed." Mother Lin was also wearing a freshly made outfit and was already dragging Nanzhi to the vanity table.
"Hurry up and wash your face; we have to start beautifying you soon. Today is a joyous day; there's no time for idleness."
Mother Lin urged.
"Alright, alright, I got it." Nanzhi muttered with a nod, before lifting a washcloth to wipe her face.