Chapter 484 The Best Feast is One's Own
Song Wanying really didn't know how to bring it up, but after thinking about it, she decided to let things take their course. Li Simin was such a gentle child, he would definitely teach her.
After touring the small two-bedroom apartment, Shen Luojia came out with some curiosity and asked, "Is that big room mine?"
Jiang Zhenhua smiled and said, "Yes, do you like it?"
Shen Luojia frowned, not very happy: "Are all the new clothes on the bed mine?"
Song Wanying quickly went over and took her hand: "Yes, your parents only prepared a few clothes for you. Time was too tight. There are still two red sweaters that haven't been knitted, and winter clothes that haven't been made yet."
Seeing that Shen Luojia didn't seem happy, she assumed it was because she thought there weren't enough clothes.
Shen Luojia frowned again: "I don't like red. I like yellow and green."
Song Wanying then realized that Shen Luojia disliked the color of the bed sheets and clothes, and quickly explained with a smile: "Good girl, it's because you're getting married tomorrow, so you definitely have to wear red, inside and out."
“This is auspicious. If you wear other colors, it’s unlucky and you’ll be laughed at.”
Upon hearing this, Shen Luojia immediately fell silent, thinking that red was an unlucky color and at least it was a new outfit.
Song Wanying then pulled Shen Luojia to the kitchen and asked her if she wanted something to eat: "Shall I make you some dumplings?"
Shen Luojia didn't want to eat: "I'm full from dinner, I want to sleep."
Her thinking was simple: as long as she slept, it would be dawn when she woke up, and she could go back to the Li family.
Song Wanying, however, held her hand and said, "It's fine if you don't eat, but you have to take a bath, make sure you're clean, and wear new clothes before you can be a bride."
Shen Luojia readily nodded: "Okay."
Song Wanying tentatively suggested giving Shen Luojia a bath, and Shen Luojia did not refuse.
Song Wanying was so excited she almost cried. After taking a shower, she couldn't help but shed tears again while drying Shen Luojia's hair.
Jiang Zhenhua quickly comforted him, "Why are you crying? We live so close to each other, it's not like we won't see each other again."
As Song Wanying dried Shen Luojia's hair, her sobs grew louder: "I just gave Luojia a bath and I saw so many scars on her body, on her back, legs, and stomach."
Jiang Zhenhua opened his mouth, feeling a pang of sadness, but in the end he could only sigh heavily.
Given Shen Luojia's appearance, she must have been bullied by the village children when she was young, and the children didn't know their own strength.
Otherwise, how could Shen Luojia fight so fiercely and never suffer a loss? It's because she suffered too many losses when she was a child.
Shen Luojia shook her head: "It doesn't hurt anymore, and Grandma said that if anyone hits me, I should find a way to hit back. I can't let myself be taken advantage of."
He even waved his fist as he spoke: "They don't dare to mess with me, I'm very powerful."
Later, no one in the village dared to mess with Shen Luojia, because she was truly capable of fighting to the death. Even men who tried to take advantage of Shen Luojia would be chopped down by her with a kitchen knife.
Grandma stayed by her side every day. To make things easier for Shen Luojia in the village, Grandma often helped the production team leader's wife and the village secretary's wife with needlework.
She has a good relationship with the women in the village, and whenever someone bullies Shen Luojia, many people stand up for her.
Song Wanying bent down and hugged Shen Luojia: "No one will dare to bully you anymore!"
Shen Luojia paused for a moment, something in her mind that she couldn't quite grasp, and unconsciously murmured, "Grandma said she would protect me and not let me be bullied."
It had been a long time since Jiang Zhenhua had heard Shen Luojia mention her grandmother. Afraid of bringing up Shen Luojia's painful memories again, Jiang Zhenhua quickly comforted Song Wanying: "Alright, alright, don't say it anymore. Even if Luojia is married, it's not that far away. You can visit her every day if you want."
After calming down, Song Wanying dried Shen Luojia's hair and took her to bed.
Shen Luojia has a fairly regular daily routine and doesn't have many worries, so she falls asleep quickly. Even the wedding the next day won't affect her sleep.
Song Wanying went in to check on her and found her asleep. She covered her with a blanket, sat by the bed for a while, and then left.
She and Jiang Zhenhua couldn't sleep at all. They took the "double happiness" characters they had cut out in advance and pasted them on the doors and windows. They also pasted two more on the doorway downstairs.
Even after working until midnight, Song Wanying was still not sleepy. Looking at Jiang Zhenhua, she said, "I don't know if it's because I'm getting old, but I always feel like I'm not up to the task. I originally wanted to finish knitting the sweater in one night, but I just couldn't stay awake any longer."
Jiang Zhenhua advised her, "There's no need to rush. We have plenty of time to prepare things for Luojia slowly."
Song Wanying shook her head: "When Zhizhi was little, I would work during the day and stay up at night to knit a little sweater. I liked her so much, how did things change later? I really regret it so much."
"Although I have now found Luojia, I still feel sorry for Zhizhi."
Jiang Zhenhua remained silent. In those years, Song Wanying had indeed been excessive to Jiang Zhizhi and had also placed excessive trust in Sun Xiaoyue.
Song Wanying concluded with, "Do you think Luo Jia's situation is God's punishment for me?"
Jiang Zhenhua remained silent, but reached out and gently patted Song Wanying's hand.
For him, finding his biological daughter was enough; he didn't care what Luojia was like.
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Li Simin got married and had a week's leave. The wedding was held in the canteen of the compound.
Two large red "double happiness" characters were pasted at the entrance of the canteen. Li Simin took the car in the courtyard early in the morning to pick up Shen Luojia.
A red flower tied to the front of the car was considered the highest-class wedding car at that time.
Jiang Zhizhi accompanied Li Simin to pick up the bride. Because he was Li Chengzhang's son, the wedding was to be simple and low-key, and no wedding procession was prepared.
Shen Luojia got up, ate the dumplings that Song Wanying had made early in the morning, and changed into the new clothes that Song Wanying had prepared for her. Except for the black leather shoes and pants, the rest of the clothes were red.
Song Wanying combed up Shen Luojia's thick bangs and secured them with clips, leaving only a few thin strands of hair. She then cut them short to reveal her delicate and beautiful eyebrows and eyes, and finally braided them into two plaits, with red ribbons tied to the ends.
She looked festive and beautiful.
Shen Luojia touched her bangs, feeling a little strange yet also thinking they looked great, and her eyes crinkled with happiness.
Just as they were having a good time, Li Simin and Jiang Zhizhi came to pick up their new bride.
Hearing the door open, Shen Luojia happily ran out, touched her braid in front of her chest, then touched her thin bangs, and stared at Li Simin with wide eyes: "Does it look good?"
Li Simin smiled and said, "It looks good."
Shen Luojia was overjoyed and grabbed Jiang Zhizhi's hand: "Let's go, let's go to the banquet. Mom and Dad just said that there will be braised pork at the banquet today, and they want to take Xiao Zhouji and Shangshang with them!"
Jiang Zhizhi laughed: "They've all arrived, just waiting for you, their bride."
Upon hearing this, Shen Luojia became even more impatient: "Then hurry up and go, or the food will get cold."
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