Wang Ling blushed and stood there awkwardly, then said shyly.
"Understood, Godfather!"
Looking at the shy Wang Ling in front of him, the old man was too embarrassed to say anything more.
Wang Ling now lowers her head below her collar, as she is about to get married and the day is drawing ever closer.
The whole family was busy preparing for her wedding. Many red papers were hung in the house, and even two brand-new quilts were made for Wang Ling.
Moreover, Grandma Yu personally made a new red cotton-padded jacket for Wang Ling, which looked particularly festive.
With the arrival of the eighth day of the first lunar month.
The family got up early, and Wei Mo was very excited. He grabbed Li Xiuxiu's hand and ran into the inner room.
You should know that Wei Mo is going to escort the sedan chair today, and not only does his whole family agree with him doing so, but even the Li family agrees with him.
They believed that Wei Mo was exceptionally intelligent, and that Li Sanpang and Wang Ling's future children would also inherit Wei Mo's intelligence.
Wei Mo sat down on the kang (heated brick bed) in the main room, waiting for the groom, Li Sanpang, to arrive.
Some of the women in the village came to Wei Mo's house one after another, making Wei Mo's house unusually lively. They were all looking at Wang Ling, who was wearing new clothes.
"This bride is really beautiful."
"I wonder what good fortune those three fat guys accumulated in their past lives,"
"That's right, that's right, look how beautiful the bride is, she's even blushing."
The village women kept teasing Wang Ling, whose face turned bright red with embarrassment, but she was also extremely happy.
The tension of getting married has been dispelled by the lively atmosphere, and she now feels especially happy, not only because she has a loving family, but also because she is about to start her own little family.
Grandpa Yu and Grandma Yu sat in the main seat of the house, looking at Wang Ling with great satisfaction.
On the other side of the scene, Li Sanpang, the brigade leader, and Li Sanpang's childhood playmates are playing musical instruments like horns and trumpets all the way!
Li Sanpang drove his oxcart toward Wei Mo's house, handing out wedding candy to the villagers as he went. You see, candy was a rare treat in those days.
The villagers who received the candy would say a few polite words and congratulate them with smiles.
"Congratulations, Fatty, on your upcoming marriage to your beauty."
"That's right, Sanpang, you're so lucky to have such a beautiful wife."
Li Sanpang chatted happily with the villagers, his face beaming with joy.
"A simple meal has been prepared at home in a little while, everyone come and have a bite."
The villagers nodded in agreement. It should be noted that in this era, it was not customary to give gifts at weddings, since most families did not have much money. They would usually just give a few eggs or grain as a token gesture.
The wedding banquet was a patchwork of food brought by everyone; basically, whatever was brought was used to make the dishes. It was just to make the whole village more lively.
As for the bride's family, the Wei Mo family would not prepare a banquet, due to the nature of the era.
Most of them marry into the same village, and the woman's family doesn't prepare a wedding banquet at all. They just eat at the banquet held at the man's side and then go home.
Life now is not as good as it will be in later generations, so it is not very luxurious.
However, the Wei family also prepared a lot of peanuts, melon seeds, candies and other things for the women who came to help to take and eat as much as they wanted!
After all, today is a joyous day, so let's all be happy together!
Li Sanpang wore a big red flower on his chest, and there was a red rope tied to the oxcart, on which a big red quilt was laid.
They slowly arrived at the gate of Wei Mo's courtyard, followed by many villagers who had come to watch the spectacle.
The women inside the house saw Li Sanpang arrive at the village entrance and immediately called out to him.
"The groom is here! Hurry up and pull the door open! Pull the door open, the red envelope is too thin, you can't open it."
Actually, everyone was just joining in the fun. When Wei Mo heard this, he immediately jumped off the kang (a heated brick bed) and ran outside.
He enjoyed watching the excitement, after all, this was a rare opportunity, and Wei Xiaomin and Wei Xiaohui had already taken their positions.
Now they waited inside the house, waiting for the groom to knock on the door, while Wei Mo ran outside.
He wanted to see Li Sanpang make a fool of himself. After Li Sanpang slowly entered the courtyard, the villagers shouted outside the door.
"Let's pick up the bride! Let's pick up the bride!"
The voices of the villagers watching were exceptionally loud, but no one spoke to Wei Mo and several women who were standing in front of the door.
Everyone knows the custom: the groom has to go up and knock on the door.
Li Sanpang walked to the door with a beaming smile, looking excited.
"Ding ding ding"
He knocked on the door of the Wei family's house and called out to them.
"Father, Mother, I've come to pick up my wife."
Meanwhile, the women inside the house were teasing Li Sanpang.
"I didn't hear what they were saying outside. Who's your father? Who's your mother? And who's your bride?"
Hearing the chaotic noise inside, Li Sanpao scratched his head awkwardly, then shouted excitedly into the room.
"Aunt Yu, Uncle Yu, I've come to marry your daughter, Wang Ling. Please, everyone, open the door."
The brigade leader and his wife were also watching the commotion from the sidelines.
However, the door to the room was still locked, and others were holding it shut, making it impossible to open.
Helpless, Li Sanpang looked to Li Dazhuang for help. Li Dazhuang hesitated for a moment before stepping forward and speaking.
"Alright, alright, open the door, everyone. I'm Li Dazhuang, please give me some face."
Li Dazhuang thought to himself that as the brigade leader, he would naturally be given some face by the villagers if he said such things. But to his surprise, one of the aunties inside suddenly shouted from inside the house.
"Captain, Captain, your eldest son, Li Youcai, is already sixteen or seventeen, isn't he? My daughter is exactly fifteen or sixteen. If you're going to talk like that, you'd better think twice."
Upon hearing this, Li Dazhuang realized that the person speaking inside the house was Aunt Yan Jun, and her daughter was exactly fifteen or sixteen years old this year. She was quite strong and capable, and a master at farm work.
He scratched his head awkwardly and apologized to Aunt Yanjun inside the house.
"No, no, Aunt Yanjun, I'm not going to get involved in this. I'll come to your house to propose marriage another day, and you can't stop me."
In fact, Aunt Yan had long had this idea, and after hearing Li Dazhuang's voice, she said it jokingly.
When Aunt Yan heard Li Dazhuang say that, she smiled especially happily.
She continued shouting to Li Dazhuang outside from inside the house.
"Okay, as long as you don't use your status to pressure me, we can talk things over."
After all, Aunt Yan Jun's daughter, Guihua, was of marriageable age.
In Northeast China, most weddings take place between the autumn harvest and the beginning of spring, a period when there is no busy farming season and people are hibernating during the winter.
Moreover, the family's food supplies had just been distributed and were sufficient for everyone, making this period the most festive time in the village.
Li Dazhuang scratched his head awkwardly, looking at his younger brother in front of him, somewhat embarrassed to speak, but he still slowly said to Li Sanpang.
"Brother, it's not that I don't want to help you, otherwise your nephew's wife would have run away."
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