"Yan Xiaoyu, where is the bride? I heard she's a great beauty, is that true?"

"How good-looking is it? You can't be exaggerating, can you?"

"I heard she's a country girl, exposed to the wind and sun every day. No matter how pretty she is, she'll still have a rustic air about her, it's innate."

A group of children from the compound, dressed in military green uniforms, rushed over to join in the fun.

Most of them were Yan Xiaoyu's classmates.

Yan Xiaoyu pouted.

She said irritably, "You're looking down on people. Go away, go away, I won't let you see me."

Early in the morning, the Yan family welcomed wave after wave of guests, and the mother was busy in the kitchen.

Even she got caught.

She encountered another group of sarcastic onlookers, and she felt like grabbing the tray in her hand and smashing it at them.

"Light rain—"

Yang Fen brought a snack box to the table and warmly welcomed everyone, while giving Yan Xiaoyu a reproachful glare: "On such a joyous occasion, don't make a fuss. The guests are here to offer their blessings for your marriage."

One sentence shut everyone up.

Sure enough, one of the boys laughed and said, "That's right, we're here to congratulate the bride, we don't have any bad intentions, is that not allowed?"

Xu Manzhi's time in the military region was short.

Most people in the family compound only knew the name but never saw the person, and had some guesses in their minds, thinking that "good-looking" was probably just a polite way of saying it.

After all, Yan Lin was so ugly that he couldn't stand it.

After this idea took root and continued to simmer, and with everyone talking at once, the rumor that Xu Manzhi was an ugly country girl spread throughout the family compound.

Once they witness it with their own eyes... it's as if it confirms the rumors, and it also gives them a deep sense of superiority.

"mom--"

"Go quickly."

Yan Xiaoyu looked dissatisfied, but under Yang Fen's gaze, she reluctantly got up and led the group toward Xu Manzhi's bridal chamber.

Yang Fen is also a hard-working person.

The walls were covered with red paper-cuts, and even the potted plants, tables, and chairs in the corners were decorated with festive paper decorations, creating a joyful atmosphere everywhere.

A couplet celebrating their happy marriage was pasted on the door of the bridal chamber.

On the closed door was a paper-cut of a little baby in a red bib.

Yan Xiaoyu gently pushed open the door, calling out as she walked, "Sister Manzhi, I brought a few classmates to join in the fun. You probably can't meet them, right?"

Her dislike for the group of people behind her was obvious.

Just when everyone thought Xu Manzhi would be impatient with all sorts of people, a clear and pleasant voice came from inside: "Let them in."

A group of teenagers peeked out.

With a creak.

The door opened with a sound, and inside the bridal chamber, on a large bed covered with pink peony-patterned sheets, sat a stunningly beautiful young woman in a red dress in front of a wall of quilts.

The girl's red dress has a unique design, with a stand-up collar and a single Chinese knot button that looks both simple and exquisite. Unlike the current trend of oversized, barrel-shaped dresses, the dress has a design that is neither too loose nor too tight, perfectly highlighting her graceful figure.

Her black hair was pulled back, with a few stray strands falling beside her forehead. A red flower adorned with pearls adorned her side, making her even more beautiful than the flower.

Sunlight fell on her slender, shapely shoulders, her profile, the tip of her nose, and her fair skin, as delicate as a freshly peeled egg, smooth and radiant, with a wisp of downy hair tinged with gold.

It's breathtakingly beautiful.

"Hiss~~~"

"My goodness!"

"This, this, this is so beautiful."

I'm at a loss for words.

"Please forgive my previous presumptuous thoughts."

"I was so shallow; there is such an absolutely stunning beauty in the world!"

Everyone looked on in shock.

Whether it was envy, amazement, or bitterness... when their gaze fell on Xu Manzhi, they felt a sense of shattering, as if their understanding had been violently shattered.

At the same time, their doubts deepened.

How could Yan Lin, who is so ugly, marry such a stunning beauty as Xu Manzhi?

How did you do that?

This is not scientific!

Xu Manzhi twirled a stray strand of hair behind her ear with her fingers, her bright black eyes sparkling like jewels.

She smiled gently, "Thank you for coming to my wedding. Xiaoyu, remember to give them some wedding candy. All guests are welcome."

Xu Manzhi was not unaware of Yan Xiaoyu's reluctance, but she had married Yan Lin and held a wedding to announce it to the world.

She wanted to leave a trace of Mao Mao in Yan Lin's life.

This also includes every pair of eyes that witnessed the wedding.

Those are all memories.

Profound, fleeting, jealous, resentful... whatever the emotion, it will surround Yan Lin in a new magnetic field.

He can't live without her every little detail in his life.

"All right."

Yan Xiaoyu grabbed some wedding candy and shared it with her classmates.

But the impetuous young people only realize a truth years later: Don't meet someone too amazing when you're young, or you'll settle for less later.

When they searched for a partner, Xu Manzhi's beautiful face would involuntarily float into their minds, and they would feel a sense of loss.

"Full of branches—"

At this moment, Yang Fen led an elderly woman into the house.

"Master, what brings you here?" Xu Manzhi jumped down and rushed to Zhang Dayong's side, asking with a smile.

Zhang Dayong scratched his white hair.

He handed a bag to Xu Manzhi and said, "This is the culmination of my life's work: medicine, incense, and poison. It consists of three parts. I worked overtime overnight to finish it. Consider it a wedding gift from your master to you."

He once had no desire to write books or preach.

But the moment he picked up the pen, he was suddenly struck by the resentment and regret in his heart. It turned out that, without realizing it, he still harbored a faint hope that the unique skill would not be lost...

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