Upon hearing this, Zhao Dahua immediately became sarcastic. She had made Zhao Hulu set up two tents, which she made thick and soft. Zhao Hulu was doing his best for his grandson. She didn't care whether Zhao Hulu lived or died. She thought it would be better if Zhao Hulu got sick or even died on the way, so she wouldn't have to lie!
He happened to overhear Li Rouniang's words, so he stepped forward and started speaking sarcastically.
Li Rouniang frowned, realizing Old Man Mo's worries. After thinking for a moment, she realized that although she planned to marry Mo Bei, the two were not yet married, and most of the villagers were unaware of it.
This situation is indeed somewhat inappropriate. However, he only has one tent, and if Old Man Mo really falls ill during this long night, it will be difficult to handle.
So she loudly proclaimed, "What about the prohibition against men and women touching? Today, everyone here is a witness, heaven and earth are our witnesses, and the Zhao family is our witness. I, Li Rou Niang, hereby acknowledge Uncle Mo as my father. Whether in wealth or poverty, in sickness or in health, I will always be filial to him."
"If anyone dares to spread such outrageous rumors again, I'll tear their mouth apart."
After speaking, amidst the astonished gazes of the crowd, Li Rouniang solemnly knelt before Old Man Mo and kowtowed three times.
Moved, Old Man Mo quickly helped Li Rou Niang up, wiped the dirt off her forehead, and said, "Silly child, why did you kowtow so hard? Does it hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt, Father. Let's go and rest." Li Rouniang said sincerely, her eyes firm.
Old Man Mo nodded: "Okay, let's go rest."
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