At the dinner table, Zhao Changgui held up a small bowl of wine and drank it with gusto.
Old man Shen looked at him and asked, "Changgui likes wine?"
Zhao Changgui put down the bowl in embarrassment: "Haha, sorry to make you laugh, it's really good, but there's no extra grain to make wine these days, it's not enough to eat!"
Old man Shen nodded in agreement. If he were asked to use grain to make wine, he would be reluctant to do so.
The meal was very lively because of the wine.
It was around two or three o'clock in the afternoon when Zhao Changgui and his son prepared to set off back.
Everyone in the Shen family went out to see them off.
Shen Hongmei couldn't help it in the end. She stood at the back of the crowd with red eyes, carrying her mother on her back, secretly looking at the Zhao father and son who were gradually walking away.
Wang Huilian turned around and was about to go back to the house, only to see her daughter stretching her neck to look around!
Afraid that others would discover what was going on, he quickly dragged her back into the house.
Seeing my daughter's distraught look, I felt sad too.
The eldest son of the Zhao family was indeed handsome. She couldn't help but want to take a few more glances at him, let alone a little girl as old as Hongmei.
Thinking that her daughter is 17 years old this year and will be 18 after the New Year, Wang Huilian thinks it is time to find a husband for her so that she can settle the marriage first to avoid any unnecessary thoughts.
Old man Shen had nothing to do in the afternoon, so he went to visit a few familiar families and neighbors to chat. The reason was that the fourth daughter was getting married tomorrow, so he asked everyone who was free to come and join in the fun.
Now life is so hard that every family does not have enough food to eat, and the most they can do is prepare more hot water.
Old man Shen felt that when a girl got married, it was not the man's turn to send her out of the house, so it was impossible to set up a banquet. At that time, someone could just come and provide some hot water, and more people could join in the fun.
So Old Man Shen is not afraid of large crowds. The more people there are, the more popular the host family is in the village, which is also a matter of face.
Early the next morning, Li Xiang got up to clean up for Shen Siyue.
New clothes? No.
New shoes? No.
There isn't even a red hairband.
Li Xiang packed up the set of bedding that Shen Siyue used to sleep on with a hemp rope.
This is Shen Siyue’s entire dowry.
Li Xiang picked out a piece of tattered clothes with relatively fewer patches from her previous ones and put it on her, then took a wooden comb and began to comb Shen Siyue's hair.
Comb your hair until the end, and you will enjoy wealth and glory until the end.
Combing the hair twice, the couple will love each other till old age.
Comb your hair three times and you will have a house full of children and grandchildren.
Comb your hair again, and you will have peace and no worries all year round.
If you comb your hair again, your descendants will become kings and dukes from generation to generation.
Comb your hair again, and wealth will come to you all over the country.
Comb it all the way to the end, it’s good feng shui for the farmer’s family.
Comb it to the end again, and the farmers will get up every day.
Comb your hair all the way to the end to bring you good fortune in your life.
If you comb your hair well, the farm will be perfect.
If you comb your hair ten times well, you will be like a pair of lovebirds with one heart and one mind.
If you comb your hair ten times well, you will be together forever.
If you comb your hair ten times well, you will have good fortune, longevity and prosperity.
Li Xiang sang while combing her hair.
Originally, the hair-combing song that a woman sings before going out should be sung by her sister-in-law or aunt, but last night when Li Xiang went to find Wang Huilian, as soon as she mentioned the hair-combing song, Wang Huilian refused.
Wang Huilian felt extremely uncomfortable when she thought that her daughter had fallen in love with the dead girl's future stepson. How could she still comb her hair?
She wanted to go out and find someone else, but she was afraid that others would know that even her own aunt didn't comb her hair, which was a bit embarrassing. She was also afraid that her daughter would do something weird again. So Li Xiang had no choice but to do it herself.
Touching her daughter's fine yellow hair, Li Xiang felt reluctant to let go for the first time.
He was as thin as a kitten when he was born, and he has grown to this size.
Tears accumulated in her eyes, she stroked Shen Siyue’s head with her hand, and choked up, “I didn’t expect that my daughter would get married in the blink of an eye, Yue’er, no matter how much you hate your mother in your heart, your mother can’t bear to part with you!”
Listening to Li Xiang's choking voice behind her, Shen Siyue thought that this mother had found her conscience, but the next words immediately extinguished her heart.
"When you get to your husband's house, work harder, talk less, and obey your husband. Don't confront him. Do you hear me? If you are sincere to his children, they will surely be sincere to you as well."
Li Xiang's nagging teachings to Shen Siyue about how to be a family and a wife were all about asking her to endure and obey.
Shen Siyue sneered inwardly after hearing this.
“Have you finished combing your hair? Go out if you’re done. I don’t want to see you.” Shen Siyue pulled her hair out of Li Xiang’s hand and said in a cold tone.
Li Xiang couldn't hold back her tears any longer, "Yue'er, are you still blaming me? I'm doing this for your own good. Why don't you understand?"
"Isn't it because we don't have a son that our family is laughed at by outsiders? Is it because we don't have a son that your aunt and others bully us?"
"Once we have a son and you have a brother, no one will laugh at our family anymore. You will also have your parents' support in your husband's family, right?"
Shen Siyue turned around and looked at her coldly: “You are bullied not because you don’t have a son, but because you are cowardly and cowardly.”
"Still support me? According to what you said, if I don't have a son, I will have no mother's home? When your so-called son grows up, I will be in my 40s or 50s, and I will probably have grandchildren. Do you still expect your son to support me?"
Looking at Li Xiang who was still daydreaming, Shen Siyue was so angry that her teeth itched.
Is there no normal person in this family?
Listening to her daughter's heart-wrenching words, Li Xiang pointed at Shen Siyue angrily: "You...you...are you going to get married, do you still want to hurt your mother's heart?"
Shen Siyue looked at her speechlessly. Who was hurting whose heart?
If the original owner was still alive, he would probably have to die again.
Shen Siyue turned her head and pointed at the door: “If you don’t want to quarrel, go out.”
Li Xiangqi cried and went to the ground, pointing at Shen Siyue: “With your stubborn temper, you won’t be able to live well anywhere, so don’t come back to cry to me when the time comes.”
Shen Siyue raised her chin: “Then let’s wait and see who cries in the end?”
Li Xiang turned around and walked out of the house with a huff. She went to the outer room, closed her eyes and rested for a long time. She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, then put on a smiling face again and left the small east room.
No matter how much they quarreled, Li Xiang still wanted her daughter to marry happily in front of outsiders. It was unlucky to quarrel during the wedding.
Shen Siyue sat on the edge of the kang in a daze, patting her head in annoyance.
Today really affected her thinking, especially when Li Xiang sang the hair-combing song. At that moment, she seemed like she was really going to get married.
I couldn't help but start arguing with Li Xiang, mainly because I felt sorry for the original owner.
Having said all that, it almost affected her plans for today.
Listening to the noise outside and the voices of children shouting "Pick up the bride, pick up the bride", Shen Siyue knew that it must be Zhao Changgui who came.
Then she would carry out her plan.
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