Chapter 152 Adding makeup

March 20th is an auspicious day for marriage.

Early that morning, a series of lively firecracker sounds rang out in Huai Shu Village.

Sheng An arrived at the Zhang family's house alone in an oxcart with congratulatory gifts. He was warmly welcomed by the Zhang family and led inside for tea before entering Zhang Zhaodi's room.

At this moment, Zhang Zhaodi had finished dressing up and was sitting on the bed in her festive wedding dress, talking to her cousins.

Seeing Sheng An walk in, her face lit up with a delighted smile: "An'an, what brings you here? I thought you were going to Da Kui's house!"

Sheng An put down the dowry she was giving to her best friend and replied with a smile, "How could I not come to your big day? My aunt's family has Jin Nian and my father-in-law. I'll go back to the city with the wedding party to drink your wedding wine later."

Zhang Zhaodi was deeply moved and pulled Sheng An to sit down next to her: "Have you had breakfast? There should be noodles in the kitchen. I'll have my sweetheart bring you a bowl."

Sheng An nodded: "I've already had breakfast, so don't bother with anything."

Looking at the two close friends, Zhang's younger cousin said enviously, "You two have been friends since you were little kids, and now that you've both married and moved to the city, you're still relatives. You can still play together often in the future, isn't that wonderful!"

Zhang's other cousins ​​also thought it was a good idea: "Yes, it's so rare to have someone to confide in after marriage. It's much closer to each other to chat when you're not doing anything."

Zhang Zhaodi took Sheng An's arm and said with a grin, "An An is practically a matchmaker. If I hadn't gone to her house for dinner, I wouldn't have had the chance to meet Da Kui."

Sheng An put her arm around her best friend's shoulder and said, "It's because you two are destined to be together and you like each other that this marriage is possible."

Seeing her little cousin's blushing face, Zhang's older cousins ​​were overjoyed. It's impossible to find a husband's family like Zhang's in the city without a bit of luck.

After being rejected by the Liu family, Zhao Di's reputation was ruined. All the men who came to her door to propose were ugly and unattractive. Marrying into the family would be like jumping into a fire pit.

Now that Zhao Di has found a husband in the city, all the gossip has disappeared overnight, and everyone is praising Zhao Di for her good fortune.

After word spread that the Zhang family had given a dowry of thirty taels, the Liu family was quite "lively." Whenever they saw members of the Zhang family on the road, they wished they could bury their heads in their crotches.

Zhang Zhaodi's younger cousin was very interested in the dowry that Sheng An had given her, and her eyes kept glancing at the two boxes on the table.

Sheng An took a look and handed the box to Zhang Zhaodi: "Open it and take a look. If you don't like the style, you can change it."

Hearing that they could exchange the style if they didn't like it, everyone became curious about what was inside the box.

Without much thought, Zhang Zhaodi opened the lid, and a dazzling golden light came into view.

My cousins ​​stared in astonishment.

Gold jewelry, a complete set of gold jewelry, what a grand gesture!

"An'an, this...this is too precious!"

Zhang Zhaodi felt the box was too hot to handle and instinctively closed it to return it to Sheng An.

When An'an got married, she couldn't give her a decent dowry, so how could she accept such an expensive gift?

"Given our relationship, it would be wrong for you to refuse."

Sheng An put the box back in and gently patted the back of her hand: "I picked this out especially for you. I went to all the jewelry stores in the city to find it. If you don't accept it, you'll be letting me down."

Zhang Zhaodi's eyes were red as she held the box, laughing and crying at the same time: "You've been so good to me, I'd be happy even if you came empty-handed."

Sheng An quickly wiped away her tears: "You're wearing heavy makeup, it's easy to end up with a messy face from crying, and it will scare Da Kui in the bridal chamber tonight."

Everyone in the room laughed when he said that.

Zhang Zhaodi was so embarrassed that she quickly held back her tears, reopened the box, and carefully admired the gold jewelry: "It's very beautiful, I like it very much, thank you An'an!"

My cousins ​​were incredibly envious; why didn't they have a rich and generous best friend?

The second box was difficult to open, so Sheng An didn't touch it and simply stuffed it into Zhang Zhaodi's hand, telling her to look at it carefully when no one was around.

Others were puzzled and couldn't think of any gift that couldn't be shown in public.

When the girls got married, their mothers vaguely glossed over the details of their wedding night, without providing any practical education or even knowing about the existence of erotic pictures.

The older cousins ​​were very sensible. Seeing that Zhang Zhaodi had no intention of opening the door, they didn't insist. After sitting for a while, they were all pestered by their own children, so they had no choice but to take them outside to play.

There was no one else in the room. Zhang Zhaodi pointed to a pile of things on the noodle stool opposite the bed and said:

"These were all prepared for me by my parents. There are six quilts, six bolts of cotton cloth, and all the pots, pans and utensils are ready. I can also take back all the betrothal gifts from Da Kui's family."

As she spoke, she lowered her voice and said happily, "My parents only kept fifty taels of the money they earned from selling bamboo weaving, and gave me the rest. Now I have exactly one hundred taels in my hands, which is almost enough to buy a small courtyard."

In the two months following the Lunar New Year, Sheng Yuan sold several bamboo weaving sets one after another. Combined with the savings she made from selling bamboo weaving sets last year, she accumulated this much savings.

"Your parents have always treated you exceptionally well."

Sheng An was deeply moved, realizing that in this traditional mindset that prioritizes sons, parents like Uncle Zhang and Aunt Zhang who think of their daughters are a minority.

As a daughter, Zhao Di did not let them down. She worked hard to master the exquisite bamboo weaving skills, and her biggest motivation was to make her family's life better.

The two talked for a while, and then they heard the sound of gongs and drums outside. It was Zhang Daikui coming to pick up the bride.

Sheng An opened the door a crack and saw that the guests inside were all crowding towards the entrance, while shouts of "The groom is here!" came from the courtyard.

Zhang Zhaodi quickly grabbed the veil and covered herself with it, nervously grabbing Sheng An's hand: "An'an, I'm scared to be alone, stay here with me."

Sheng An grasped her hand in return: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. Keep the box I gave you safe. When we get to the Zhang family, take a good look at it when no one is around. If you understand it, you'll suffer less tonight."

As two new drivers, there were some hiccups along the way, and it took her and Jin Nian a while to truly experience the fun.

Hearing Sheng An's words, Zhang Zhaodi became even more nervous: "What kind of suffering will you endure tonight? What exactly happened on the night you got married?" 1770

Sheng An almost choked on her own saliva and quickly comforted her frightened best friend: "It's hard to explain in a few words. Just open the box and take a good look at what's inside and you'll understand."

She went to great lengths to buy this hardcover erotic picture book. It's richly illustrated and realistically depicts various details with remarkable skill. Even illiterate novice couples can easily imitate the illustrations and practice their art.

She liked it and secretly kept a copy for herself. She's been reading it whenever she has free time these past few days and has learned a lot from it.

The main room was lively for a while, filled with the sounds of teasing and joking at the groom.

After several of his brothers-in-law's playful and slightly difficult attempts to get him to cooperate, and after scattering handfuls of copper coins, Zhang Daikui's tall and robust figure finally appeared at the door.

"Zhao, my wife, I've come to pick you up."

His deep voice trembled slightly, clearly indicating extreme nervousness.

Zhang Zhaodi's face under her veil turned bright red, and she muttered softly, "We haven't even had the wedding ceremony yet, who's your wife?"

Sheng An smiled slightly and stepped forward to open the door.