Gao Qiufeng glanced at the two of them and said with a smile, "I think so too."

Aunt Zhou and Aunt Liu smiled and talked to Gao Qiufeng about Qi Qingmei's dowry.

Qi Fusheng’s baby Qi Qingmei, the dowry is naturally rich!

The youth cadre site had been simply tidied up, with ten large tables placed in the yard.

Under the shed in the corner, the people helping with cooking have already started working.

After the sound of firecrackers.

Jiang Xiaohui carried Qi Qingmei into the male educated youth’s room.

The room had not been redecorated, except for a "囍" character pasted on the wall and a bright red bed sheet on the kang.

Qi Qingmei was held by Jiang Xiaohui and sat on top.

"Brother Xiaohui."

When Jiang Xiaohui was about to leave, Qi Qingmei held his hand and said shyly, "Can you stay with me for a while?"

"There are so many guests waiting outside, can I abandon them?"

Jiang Xiaohui pushed Qi Qingmei's hand away expressionlessly.

"Your father has invited the leaders of the commune to come, and it would be inappropriate for me not to go and say hello!"

Qi Qingmei felt a little cold in her heart, but had a smile on her face.

"You're right. We need to take care of so many guests. Go ahead and do your work. I'll wait for you here."

After Jiang Xiaohui left, the smile on Qi Qingmei's face slowly disappeared.

Jiang Xiaohui didn't want to marry her at all.

There wasn't even a smile on his face.

But what does it matter?!

After all, she married the person she wanted to marry!

Everything else doesn’t matter.

Qi Qingmei moved her butt towards the window and scanned everyone in the yard with her eyes like a radar.

Neither Shen Qinghe nor any other members of the Jiang family were seen. Only Jiang Jianguo and a few men were chatting around the brazier.

Qi Fusheng told her that he had specifically told Shen Qinghe and Jiang Chunlin that they must come when she gets married!

Don't you want to come, or are you planning something bad?

Qi Qingmei's face turned slightly pale, and her hands were tightly grasping the corners of her bright red shirt.

In order to look good, Qi Qingmei didn't even wear a sweater, only a set of knitted sweater and pants underneath.

There was no brazier in the room. His lips turned purple from the cold and his body shivered uncontrollably.

She never relaxed for a moment and kept staring at the entrance of the educated youth center.

She was afraid that Shen Qinghe would suddenly come in and destroy her hard-earned marriage.

While the villagers were sitting at the table, the wind started to blow, followed by large flakes of snow falling.

It hits people's face and feels cold and painful.

Everyone hunched their shoulders and necks, put their left hands in their pockets, and picked up the food with their right hands tremblingly.

The banquet was sumptuous, but the weather was terrible.

The hot dishes turned into cold dishes as soon as they were served on the table. The cold dishes were frozen into ice chips, and they made a crackling sound when chewed, just like eating popsicles in summer.

As soon as the hot dishes came up, everyone stood up, fearing that they would be a step too slow and miss out on the steaming hot dishes.

Some of the shameless ones simply picked up the plates and poured all the food into their own bowls, which caused them to be cursed by their tablemates.

The man just smiled and picked up his bowl and started eating.

The villagers followed suit, and as soon as the hot dishes were served, those who were quick-eyed and quick-handed would pour them all into their own bowls.

Those who are slow can only smack their lips in disappointment, put their hands in their sleeves, look at those who are eating happily, and then look at the person who is cooking under the shed.

Qi Qingmei's heart didn't settle down until everyone in the village had left.

I'm not afraid even if Shen Qinghe comes to cause trouble now.

A squeak!

Jiang Xiaohui pushed the door open carrying a bowl of rice.

"Eat your meal and then go home."

"Have you eaten?" Qi Qingmei asked as she took the bowl.

Jiang Xiaohui sat on the only stool in the room and said indifferently, "I've eaten."

Qi Qingmei pursed her lips and picked up the rice with chopsticks. The rice was already cold and had no warmth at all. The more she ate, the colder it got.

She raised her eyes to look at Jiang Xiaohui, wanting him to help her warm up, but she saw him staring at the ground expressionlessly, not knowing what he was thinking, so she swallowed the words that were about to come out of her mouth.

In real life, she has attended many weddings and has seen many in novels.

Other brides and grooms are very affectionate on their wedding day.

She and Jiang Xiaohui didn't seem to be celebrating a happy event, but rather a sad one!

The atmosphere is cold enough to freeze.

Qi Qingmei put rice into her mouth, but the cold food was no match for the coldness in her heart.

Boom boom boom!

A sudden knock on the door broke the silence in the room.

Jiang Xiaohui got up to open the door, and when he saw it was Qi Fusheng, he moved aside.

"father!"

When Qi Qingmei saw Qi Fusheng, she felt a little aggrieved, and her voice trembled when she spoke.

Qi Fusheng thought Qi Qingmei couldn't bear to leave him.

He said with a smile, "I'll be home soon. It's no different than before."

Qi Qingmei swallowed the icy food and nodded stiffly.

When she got home, Gao Qiufeng had already boiled a pot of hot water.

After washing up, Qi Qingmei and Jiang Xiaohui returned to Qi Qingmei's bedroom.

The room had been specially tidied up, with bright red wedding characters, bright red bedding, and newly made furniture.

Looking at everything new, Qi Qingmei felt a bit like she was getting married.

The kerosene lamp went out, and two figures overlapped.

Qi Qingmei hugged Jiang Xiaohui tightly, looked at the dark roof, and smiled happily.

When the kerosene lamp went out, Jiang Xiaohui no longer had to disguise himself.

He originally thought that in this life he would marry a woman he loved, live in harmony with her, support each other, and live a happy life!

I never dreamed that I would marry a woman I didn't love.

He let out all the bitterness in his heart, his movements were rough and wild.

There was even a moment when he imagined that the person under him was Shen Qinghe.

Qi Qingmei thought that Jiang Xiaohui was a little irritable because he had just experienced this, so she relaxed herself and accepted him completely.

When being thrown high up, Qi Qingmei thought that Jiang Xiaohui had her in his heart, otherwise he wouldn't be so crazy.

He is a man with great ambitions for his career, but now he is trapped in the countryside. The depression in his heart makes him unable to be happy even on this festive day.

Qi Qingmei hugged Jiang Xiaohui tightly with heartache.

There is a custom in Taoyuan Village that newlyweds cannot go out within three days after their wedding.

It snowed and work could not be done in the fields, so Qi Fusheng did not go out.

Jiang Xiaohui plays chess with Qi Fusheng every day, or chats about the current situation.

Jiang Xiaohui has been influenced by this since childhood and has very insightful perspectives on topics.

On the one hand, Qi Fusheng admired his keen understanding of the situation, but on the other hand, he was worried about Qi Qingmei.

How could such an ambitious man live happily ever after with Qi Qingmei?

Just as it was getting dark, Qi Qingmei carried a cup of brewed tea into the bedroom of Qi Fusheng and Gao Qiufeng.

Qi Fusheng was squatting in the corner of the kang smoking a pipe, while Gao Qiufeng was sitting on it sewing shoe soles.

When they saw Qi Qingmei pushing the door open, the couple were stunned.

"Qingmei, why are you here at this time?" Gao Qiufeng lifted the quilt and slipped off the kang, but was held down by Qi Qingmei.

"Mom, I just came here to talk to you and my dad, you sit down."

Gao Qiufeng did not insist on getting off the kang, and picked up the shoe soles in her hand and continued to sew.

Qi Fusheng raised his eyebrows and smiled when he looked at Qi Qingmei with his wrinkled face.

"If you have something to say, just say it. How can you be so distant after getting married?"

Qi Qingmei chuckled and handed the teacup to Qi Fusheng.

"My father still understands me!"

Gao Qiufeng looked at Qi Qingmei in surprise. Is there really something wrong?