The banquet was already set outside, and the aroma of food drifted in from the yard and went straight into Yang Donghu's nose. It was already past noon, and Yang Donghu hadn't eaten anything and now felt hungry.

Zhao Luochuan brought the people in and then went out to greet the guests outside. The veil could not be removed yet. It would have to wait until after drinking the wedding wine in the evening.

Yang Donghu couldn't see anyone, but could hear a familiar and gentle voice: "I have to go out later. Are you hungry? Did you eat anything this morning?"

Yang Donghu nodded, his red veil swaying with his movements. He unfolded his hand from under his sleeve, revealing an orange and a few small snacks. "Fang Chu brought this for me."

"These things won't fill you up. It's too boring for you to be alone. You can only take off this dress tonight. I'll have Fang Chuhui come in to keep you company later. Have him bring in whatever you want to eat." Zhao Luochuan paused and added, "Didn't you say oranges are too sour? If you can't eat them, eat less."

"I ate one this morning and it didn't taste very sour. You can eat it with anything, as long as you don't take the egg. It's fishy."

"Okay." Zhao Luochuan said that and before he left, Yang Donghu saw the pair of red shoes getting one step closer to him, and then he felt Zhao Luochuan bending down and kissing him on the face through the veil.

"I'll go out first, you wait here for me."

Yang Donghu smiled from under the veil, her eyes curved. Because she couldn't see anything, she felt even more shy: "Okay."

Outside the house, there was a constant stream of voices urging Zhao Luochuan to come. As soon as he went out, he was pulled to the table. Zhao Luochuan first found Zhao Fangchu and told him to bring some food to Yang Donghu, and then he was pulled to the table again.

The people sitting at the same table with him were all men of similar age and familiar with each other, including Yang Anchen. Zhang Baoyu from the town also asked him to bring a gift.

The wine glasses on the table were all filled to the brim, and the wine smelled a bit stronger than usual.

"Let's make a deal today. Your marriage is a good thing, and it's only justifiable if each of us toasts a glass. Otherwise, we won't leave. Don't you agree?"

The man who blocked the door just now was already married. He was drunk at that time. Now he finally had a chance to catch someone drinking, so how could he let it go easily?

The others all echoed loudly, and no one spoke up for Zhao Luochuan: "Yes, we should drink this wine. One glass per person is not too much, and wedding wine won't make you drunk."

Zhao Luochuan knew he couldn't escape his fate. If he didn't drink this time, the group wouldn't let him go. So he simply brought two more jars of wine and placed them on the table. He pointed at everyone and said, "Drink! Let's not go home until we're drunk. Besides, who knows who will get drunk, no one can escape."

They were all young men who could not stand the provocation and started to quarrel.

"Hey, he's still not convinced. We're going to make him drunk today."

"That's it, fuck him!"

"Talking doesn't count, drinking counts. The one who can walk back standing is a real man. Don't say anything else, just drink!"

There were eight or nine people sitting at the table. Zhao Luochuan drank nine cups in one round, but he looked fine. As soon as he put down his glass, another full one was poured into it.

Zhao Luochuan looked at Zhao Fangyu, who was diligently pouring wine for him. The latter smiled with his big white teeth and said, "Drink more."

"You wait for the day you get married." Zhao Luochuan saw that he didn't leave himself any way out, and laughed out loud when he thought about it. There were still many people at the table who were not married. A gentleman's revenge is never too late. Are you afraid that you will have no wine to drink in the future?

Drinking alone obviously couldn't satisfy these men who were already drunk. They clamored to play finger-guessing games to liven up the atmosphere. Even Yang Anchen, who was so polite, couldn't help but play a few rounds with Zhao Luochuan.

Zhao Luochuan was lucky. Apart from the nine full cups at the beginning, he almost never lost in the subsequent finger-guessing games. However, even so, he could not resist the group of people who wanted to get him drunk and found various ways to make him drink.

He couldn't drink a thousand cups without getting drunk, but he couldn't fall down easily. In the end, Zhao Luochuan was just a little confused, but he still knew what he was doing.

Zhao Fangchu remembered that Yang Donghu smelled of eggs in the morning. His cooking skills were average, so he really didn't know what to cook to send to him, so he went to find Zhu Cuilan.

The pig was castrated, and the pork belly and ribs were made into dishes. Zhu Cuilan removed the tenderest part of the meat, mixed it with the new leeks from the vegetable garden, chopped it into stuffing, and made wontons for Zhao Fangchu to send to Yang Donghu.

Inside the room, Yang Donghu had just finished his snacks and was feeling a bit choked up. He wanted to get a glass of water, but Zhao Fangchu came in with a bowl and quickly stopped him: "Brother Dong, don't move. I'll do it. You want some water, right? I'll pour it for you."

He handed the bowl to Yang Donghu and said, "Are you hungry? Mom just made these wontons. They're a little hot, so be careful when you eat them."

There were only two of them in the room. Yang Donghu felt that the red veil was really troublesome, so he simply lifted a corner of it and tucked it into his hair so that at least he could see clearly.

The wontons in the yard have thin skin and large fillings. The base soup is thick and white made from large bones, with a few oil spots floating on top.

His stomach didn't feel as uncomfortable as it did in the morning, so Yang Donghu chewed slowly and ate half a bowl of food.

The courtyard and the outside were filled with a festive red. The large red wedding characters on the windows were particularly eye-catching. Zhao Fangchu was also smiling: "A lot of people came outside. Sister Chunxiao is here too. She is helping my mother cook. She also brought something for you. The restaurant owner also sent something over. It's quite a lot in total."

Yang Donghu was bored all day and didn't see anyone, so Zhao Fangchu told him all the interesting things he found outside to cheer him up.

"The shopkeeper is very thoughtful. My elder sister feels at ease with him."

Zhao Fangchu nodded: "Yes, the shopkeeper is very nice."

As he spoke, he stared closely at Yang Donghu's face and said sincerely, "Brother Dong, you look particularly good today. You should always spend more time on your face like today. It's good to look pretty and feel good."

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