However, Liu Shuixian hadn't finished speaking when she seriously analyzed, "However... what I said above doesn't rule out a certain possibility."

Sister-in-law Yulan looked at her daughter in confusion, somewhat bewildered, "Huh?"

Liu Shuixian patted her forehead and said, "Aunt Tao's family are all good people, and Brother Tiezhu is also kind. But if Sister Xiuer marries into the family, she will have a sister-in-law, Sister Village Flower."

Upon hearing this, Sister-in-law Yulan's expression changed.

Han Xiu sensed something was wrong. "What's wrong? What kind of temperament does Wan Cunhua have?"

Since they were going to be sisters-in-law, Han Xiu felt it would be better to find out more beforehand.

"That village beauty is the daughter of Grandma Zhao's brother. How should I put it... although there haven't been any conflicts in the Zhao family since she married into the family a year ago, she's not a very magnanimous person. She... tends to be petty."

Han Xiu breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he was just a bit petty, not unreasonable.

Since that's the case, she'll try to be more accommodating in the future.

Just then, the crackling sound of bamboo joints and the lively voices of people came from outside.

Sister-in-law Yulan quickly found a veil to cover Han Xiu and urged, "Hurry, hurry, Yulan and Shuixian, let's go to fetch the bride."

All the young men of similar age in the village came with Zhao Tiezhu to fetch the bride.

Some children were bribed with candy at the Zhao family's house to create a lively atmosphere.

They walked and shouted praises all the way, showering the bride and groom with compliments.

Zhao Tiezhu, a burly man, was extremely nervous about his first marriage. His palms and forehead were sweating.

Fortunately, Sister-in-law Yulan didn't make things difficult for him. Once inside, she carried her new wife away.

This is the second time that Tao and Zhao Xiangbei have been married. They have three sons, two of whom are married, and they feel that the burden on their hearts has been greatly reduced.

So the two of them were having a blast, laughing so hard their faces were cramping all day.

Old Mrs. Zhao was always served by Wan Cunhua from day to night.

Wan Cunhua brought hot water and placed it in front of Granny Zhao. "Grandma, you've had a long day. Wash your feet and go to sleep."

Old Mrs. Zhao gave a soft "hmm" and nodded.

Her shrewd eyes swept over Wan Cunhua, but she remained silent.

The water temperature was just right. Wan Cunhua washed Zhao's wife's feet and then carefully dried them.

Everyone was quite happy today, but she only pretended to be happy on the surface, while feeling extremely choked up inside.

However, she didn't know who to talk to for comfort.

This is definitely something I can't tell my mother-in-law, it would make her seem petty. And I definitely can't tell Da Niu either, lest he accuse me of trying to sow discord between the brothers.

After much thought, Wan Cunhua decided that the only thing she could do was talk to her grandmother, her aunt, to relieve her inner turmoil and depression.