A few days ago, Wang Xiong took He Xiaohua to the county to buy her a new wedding dress: a beautiful red floral dress and a pair of black leather shoes.
These two items together cost more than twenty yuan, not including the ticket.
For the first time, He Xiaohua realized how wonderful it was to be rich, and she secretly rejoiced that she had made a decision that was the right one for her.
If she had been married off to any family she was randomly chosen by, like her older sister, she might never have been able to wear such a beautiful dress and black leather shoes in her entire life.
Tomorrow is the day He Xiaohua will leave home.
Xia Qingqing looked at the person who suddenly appeared and blocked her way, and gave her a disdainful look: "What are you doing here?"
He Xiaohua gazed quietly at Xia Qingqing: "Qingqing, I'm getting married tomorrow."
"Oh, what does that have to do with me? Do you expect me to give you a wedding gift?" Xia Qingqing asked, looking at her with confusion.
He Xiaohua seemed hurt by Xia Qingqing's words: "Qingqing, we are friends who grew up together."
Xia Qingqing was amused by her words: "Are you talking nonsense? When you pushed me up the mountain, did you ever think that we were friends?"
"I really didn't mean to. Don't you believe me? I just accidentally pushed you. I didn't expect your head to hit the rock," He Xiaohua explained anxiously.
When she saw so much blood coming from Xia Qingqing's head, she panicked. She was afraid that Xia Qingqing would die like that, and that Zhang Hongyan and Xia Heping would definitely make her pay with her life. She was so scared that she ran away.
"Stop it. I don't want to hear your useless nonsense right now. If you have nothing else to do, get lost. I'm afraid I'll lose my temper and hit you again later." Xia Qingqing felt like vomiting when she looked at He Xiaohua's pitiful and innocent expression.
Hearing Xia Qingqing's words, He Xiaohua recalled the scene of her being attacked last time and secretly took two steps back.
But she clearly had no intention of leaving. Instead, she casually smoothed her dress before speaking:
"Qingqing, I'm getting married and moving to the county town tomorrow. I've come to say goodbye. I've always considered you a good friend, and I hope to receive your blessing."
After saying this, He Xiaohua stared intently at Xia Qingqing's face, trying to see a look of jealousy on her face.
After hearing what she said, Xia Qingqing went from being confused to suddenly understanding. If she heard correctly, He Xiaohua seemed to have deliberately emphasized the words "county town".
So, was He Xiaohua's request for blessings a pretense, and her real intention to show off?
"Is that so? Then I wish you a speedy death and a good rebirth. As for friends, forget it. I don't have a friend as disgusting as you," Xia Qingqing said, glancing at He Xiaohua with a half-smile before leaving her behind.
He Xiaohua was furious at Xia Qingqing's words and stared intently at Xia Qingqing's back.
She touched her dress with a hint of displeasure. Didn't Xia Qingqing see her dress and black shoes? How could she not envy her?
He Xiaohua returned home with a belly full of resentment. When Li Lanfen saw that she was wearing new clothes, she came up and slapped her with a sour face.
"You silly girl, this dress is for your wedding tomorrow. Why are you wearing it now? What if you get it dirty? Where am I supposed to find you another one?"
He Xiaohua was already in a bad mood, and Li Lanfen's nagging made her face darken immediately: "I know myself, mind your own business."
After saying that, He Xiaohua stormed back to her room.
Li Lanfen stood there, her mouth agape in shock: How dare this brat treat her like this?
She couldn't stand it anymore and rushed forward to open He Xiaohua's door, only to find that she had already locked it.
"You brat, get out here right now! You're not even married yet, and you're already acting like you're all grown up. How dare you talk back to me?"
Li Lanfen pounded on the door loudly, while constantly cursing He Xiaohua.
The commotion quickly drew He Daqiang out: "What are you howling about, you damn woman? Stop your nonsense and come here right now."
Li Lanfen reluctantly stopped banging on the door: "Daqiang, are you going to discipline this brat or not? She dares to talk back to me now, what will she be like after she gets married?"
He Daqiang glared at her and pulled her into the room: "Are you stupid? If you hadn't been beating and scolding her all the time, would she have this attitude now?"
"Xiaohua is about to get married and move to the city. You should be coaxing her now. Do you still want to get anything or money from her in the future?"
He Daqiang was furious with his stupid wife. Her brain was completely blank. Even at a time like this, she couldn't understand anything about the consequences and was just dragging him down.
"Daqiang, I didn't know it was intentional, it's just a habit of mine. I promise I'll never scold Xiaohua again," Li Lanfen said, shrinking back in fear as she saw the man about to lose his temper.
He Daqiang used to beat her very badly, but he only restrained himself a bit in the last few years since the children grew up, so Li Lanfen is very afraid of her husband.
"It's good that you understand. You should try to coax Xiaohua more in the future. You should also change your temper. If Dabao gets married in a few years, and you and your daughter-in-law are arguing at home every day, how will you live?"
He Daqiang felt a headache coming on just thinking about that scene. He blamed himself for being too focused on looks back then; he was too young and naive. He vowed that he would never marry a brainless pretty face like Da Bao.
Li Lanfen had no idea what her husband was thinking about her, so she smiled ingratiatingly at him:
“I understand. When our eldest son gets married and his wife gives us two big, healthy boys, we won’t have to argue anymore. I’ll treat her like royalty.”
The couple were lost in their beautiful fantasies, completely ignoring the fact that their son was only 12 years old and was already thinking about having a grandson.
The next day, the He family set up several tables of food and drink in the courtyard, and even prepared two meat dishes on the table, making a grand display.
Wang Xiong dressed up specially for the day. He didn't need to work in the fields and hadn't been exposed to ultraviolet rays, so he looked several years younger than He Daqiang, like he was in his early thirties.
Although everyone was talking about how He Daqiang had found a son-in-law who was about the same age as him, they couldn't argue that the man was from the city and had money.
In particular, Wang Xiong invited close relatives and friends to come and get married, and they rode a total of eight bicycles, which was quite a grand affair.
This greatly satisfied He Xiaohua's vanity. What does it matter if a man is a little older? The most important thing is whether he has the ability.
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