Ten Thousand Soul Banner: Deceased, do you have any unfulfilled wishes?-Chapter 897 - 893: Concluding the Wedding

"Tang Tang~"

Shen Siyuan gently called into the microphone, his voice laced with deliberate tenderness—this call was performed not so much for Tang Tang but for the guests watching from below the stage.

But Tang Tang seemed to receive the signal, timely lifting her head, her sparkling eyes immediately locking onto Shen Siyuan, her face blossoming into a simple smile. She responded softly, "han~"

Shen Siyuan gestured for her to come forward quickly. Tang Tang, butt round and pouty, climbed up using both her hands and feet.

Just then, someone below the stage let out a low "huh?"—everyone’s gaze focused there, only to see in Tang Tang’s little hand, at some unknown moment, had appeared an object: a glittering golden bracelet, reflecting dazzling light under the lamps.

"Did she have that thing in her hand just now?" Someone couldn’t help but nudging the person beside them, their tone full of confusion.

"She shouldn’t have, right?" The person next to them also became uncertain, previously nobody had noticed this inconspicuous detail.

"Definitely not!"

Another voice confidently chimed in. The speaker raised the phone in their hand, the screen still showing the recording interface.

"I’ve been filming her all along, her hand was empty just before."

"So where did this bracelet come from?"

"Seems like she just picked it up on the stage?"

The person filming leaned closer to the screen, their tone gaining more uncertainty.

"It’s too far and the lights are too glaring, couldn’t really capture if there was anything on stage, just saw when she climbed up, her hand suddenly had this bracelet."

"Really? Whose is it? Could it be the bride’s?"

Curious murmurs quietly spread, guests stretched their necks, keeping a tight gaze on Tang Tang’s figure.

But before they could see clearly, Tang Tang again pouted her little behind, bent down, her small hands searching the ground, as if discovering something else.

This entire scene landed in Shen Siyuan’s sight.

In such a public setting, continuing to "pick up things" would surely raise suspicion.

He hurriedly urged through the microphone again, "Tang Tang, stop picking things up, hurry over."

"Oh~"

Tang Tang obediently lifted her head, this time, her little hand held another item—far-off, it appeared to be a delicate brooch.

The little palm was already filled to the brim with two items, she didn’t linger any longer, shuffled forward on her short legs, but after only a few steps, she suddenly halted.

The people below the stage exchanged amused smiles, knowingly waiting to see her next move.

Sure enough, Tang Tang raised her little hand, first gently tossing the brooch and golden bracelet onto the ground, then reached out to embrace a plush toy at her feet.

"han~han..."

She stood up, excitedly running toward Shen Siyuan holding the plush toy, raising it above her head as she drew near, her little face flushed red, as if proudly showing off her treasure to the guests.

Those clear eyes were filled to the brim with joy, making hearts feel tender.

"Haha..."

Laughter rose from the audience, easing the earlier confusion somewhat. Nearby, the staff organizing the wedding discreetly approached, picking up the bracelet and brooch Tang Tang had dropped.

Upon inspection, lo and behold, not only was the golden bracelet genuine, but the brooch also exuded an air of luxury, evidently quite valuable.

With so many eyes watching and cameras rolling, the staff could not dare to quietly pocket these objects, instead they had to turn them in.

Tang Tang reached Shen Siyuan’s side, still holding the donkey plush toy high—it was a little donkey with droopy big ears, looking silly and cute.

Shen Siyuan found it familiar; thinking about it, it resembled Eeyore from "Pooh Bear."

"It’s very cute."

Shen Siyuan first handed the microphone back to the emcee nearby, then reached out to gently stroke Tang Tang’s little head, softly saying, "Give me the item." 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

"Here~"

Tang Tang quickly handed the donkey plush over.

"Haha..."

The guests below were amused by this scene once more, and Shen Siyuan couldn’t help but smile wryly, pointing at the ring box in Tang Tang’s other hand, "It’s the other thing I need."

Only then did Tang Tang realize, quickly handing over the tightly clenched box to Shen Siyuan.

Shen Siyuan opened the box, inside lay two wedding bands—though the design wasn’t luxurious, it held ingenious thought, able to merge into one, symbolizing unity, or separate into two, representing individuality.

He and Ruan Hongzhuang each picked up a ring, gently placing them on the other’s finger, marking the formal completion of the wedding ceremony.

Suddenly, a dissatisfied "oh~" sounded nearby.

Looking down, they saw Tang Tang raising her chubby arm, her small finger lifted high, eyes full of "why not mine" grievance, that stubby little finger exuding an indescribable adorableness.

Ruan Hongzhuang was so amused she laughed aloud, disregarding the guests nearby, she simply bent over to pick up Tang Tang.

The emcee was quick-witted, and seeing this, immediately began speaking auspicious words.

"Aye! What a lovely scene, everyone, let’s give a round of applause first for the bride and our little one! See how smart this child is, choosing the most beautiful bride today to be held, it’s no accident—old saying goes ’a joyful child holds the newlyweds, fortune enters the home,’ this little one is here today to bring ’double good luck’ to the newlyweds."

"Firstly, wishing our groom and bride endless simple happiness like a child’s as the days pass sweeter and sweeter; secondly, it’s quietly signaling a good omen, hoping you soon ’joyfully bear a child,’ adding ’the joy of new life’ to the wedding bliss, then we can gather again for your celebration banquet!"

The crowd cheered and clapped.

Shen Siyuan was very satisfied with the emcee.

Next was the banquet segment that guests loved. The wedding scene instantly buzzed with excitement, a few kids chased each other through the tables, Tang Tang also got down from Ruan Hongzhuang’s arms, whimsically following behind, popping under one table after another, laughter and cheer filling the place.

There were no lengthy boring games, nor any awkward low-brow wedding shenanigans—those attending were mostly people with status, even the young ones present, under such a solemn yet warm ambiance, instinctively restrained themselves more than usual, adhering to decorum.

Shen Siyuan did not put on airs, leaving after the wedding concluded, rather he and Ruan Hongzhuang went around from table to table toasting the guests, speaking humbly, demonstrating earnestness.

The wedding concluded amidst such lively yet warm atmosphere. There were no grandiose episodes, nor consciously contrived emotions, everything felt understated and natural.

But this understated quality is precisely the rarest form of happiness—it is someone understanding your heart, it is the child adding playful innocence, it is the lively gathering of friends and family, it is for the remaining life, being with the one you love, cherishing this simplicity, living every ordinary day well.

For ordinary people, it is nothing unusual, but Shen Siyuan knows, this understated happiness will only become increasingly rare for him.