Chapter 8 Wedding Part 2
At around six o'clock, the sound of suona was heard outside. Meng Wanqiu didn't know what song it was, but she felt it was quite festive.
"The groom is here!" Someone shouted.
The little kids who knew nothing also joined in the shouting, and the adults watched with great joy. The villagers worked all year round and had nothing to do for fun. It was a rare occasion when there was a happy event in the village, and they could watch the excitement without having to work, so they all shouted with all their might.
Pei Xingzhi was wearing a black Zhongshan suit, and the moment he entered the room, he made all the men, young and old, fascinated. He had a flower made of red cloth pinned on his chest. He called everyone one by one according to the rules and finally came to Meng Wanqiu's door.
Even when they arrived at the door, they could not just go in casually. There was a custom called "blocking the door", where the bride's relatives would come to embarrass the groom. However, the Meng family was very satisfied with Pei Xingzhi as a son-in-law, and did not try to stop them, and prepared to make way.
But at this time, a small incident occurred. Meng Fengdong stubbornly blocked the door and refused to let Pei Xingzhi in. "You have to promise me that you will treat my sister well in the future and not bully her."
Pei Xingzhi looked at his brother-in-law with red eyes. He was in his teens and still in school. His height only reached his shoulders, but he still used his thin shoulders to block him.
"Oh, is this because the younger brother can't bear to leave his sister?"
"The brother and sister have such a deep bond that tears are flowing."
The teasing from the people around him made Meng Fengdong's ears blush, but he still stubbornly stood in front of the door.
Pei Xingzhi didn't know why, but he actually felt a faint envy for Meng Wanqiu. He placed his hand on Meng Fengdong's shoulder and said in a deep and powerful voice, "I promise you, I will treat your sister well. She will be my responsibility."
But, please forgive me, I won't love her.
Meng Fengdong lowered his head, raised his hand to wipe his eyes, and moved aside without saying a word, allowing him to walk out the door.
Meng Yanchun pulled the man over, holding him with his arm, and rubbed his head with his other hand. "Okay, Xiaowan has left home. There's nothing to cry about."
Meng Fengdong cried silently in his elder brother's arms, and retorted in a muffled voice: "I didn't cry. Besides, I saw you secretly wiping away your tears, elder brother."
Meng Yanchun subconsciously touched his eyes, which were wet, and paused, then hit Meng Fengdong again as if to vent his anger.
“Ah~”
As soon as Pei Xingzhi entered the room, he saw Meng Wanqiu in a red wedding dress, sitting cross-legged on the bed, her hair tied behind her head with a red rope, her eyes sparkling as she looked at him, her face white with a hint of pink, but he knew that this was not shyness, but her natural skin color.
Her lips are red like a small cherry. This wedding dress fits her well. It not only covers her slightly round figure, but also outlines her figure curves, making people feel how beautiful she is today.
Yes, she was beautiful. Everyone present was stunned. A large number of them were seeing Meng Wanqiu for the first time. They all knew that she had been silly before, but they didn't expect her to be so beautiful.
Ding Heng originally wanted to watch the fun and see what the fool that Pei Xingzhi was going to marry looked like. He never expected that the fool was not stupid at all and was so good-looking.
Yes, anyone who sees Meng Wanqiu will never say that she looks like a fool. Her eyes are clear and bright, and her temperament is pure and transparent. Such eyes cannot appear on a fool.
Ding Heng said words of blessing, but secretly he was gritting his teeth. The jealousy in his heart surged like a flood. Why was Pei Xingzhi so lucky? It was obviously he who fell in love with Meng Wanqiu first.
Jealousy made Ding Heng lose his mind, and he completely forgot that he was the first to despise Meng Wanqiu as a fool. Moreover, even if he went to the Meng family to propose marriage, how could he hide his little thoughts from Meng Aiguo, who had served in the soldier.
Pei Xingzhi noticed Ding Heng's reaction. Seeing that the other party was looking at Meng Wanqiu with disgust, he frowned and a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes. He strode forward to the bedside and blocked the other party's sight.
Meng Wanqiu glanced at Ding Heng's position imperceptibly, then looked away indifferently, focusing her gaze on Pei Xingzhi again and smiling.
Pei Xingzhi, who was bending over to pick up the person, was startled by the brilliant and charming smile. He looked away in panic, exerted force with his arms, tensed his muscles, and picked up the heavy Meng Wanqiu.
The next second, the girl's unique body fragrance rushed in, and the soft, fleshy touch could be felt even through a layer of clothes. Pei Xingzhi's ears blushed silently, and he didn't dare to look down at Meng Wanqiu.
Meng Wanqiu raised her hand and put it on Pei Xingzhi's neck. When she looked up, she saw Pei Xingzhi's smooth and delicate jawline and slightly moving Adam's apple. She inexplicably had an urge to bite it. Although she did not value appearance, Pei Xingzhi's handsome looks made her very satisfied.
Pei Xingzhi rode a Fei Ge brand bicycle to pick up his bride, which he borrowed from Brother Sun. In rural areas, people could not afford bicycles. They were lucky to have an ox cart or a donkey cart. Many people even used a handcart to pull the bride home.
But Pei Xingzhi didn't want to. This was his wedding, and also Meng Wanqiu's. If nothing unexpected happened, this would be their first and only wedding. He didn't care how simple the ceremony was, but he wanted to give Meng Wanqiu the best within his ability.
It's not about love, it's just responsibility.
Putting Meng Wanqiu on the back seat, Pei Xingzhi raised his long legs and pedaled the bicycle to start moving. Meng Wanqiu hugged Pei Xingzhi's waist from behind and looked around curiously. This was her first time to visit the village.
Because they planned to live in the Meng family after marriage, they did not go back and forth between her parents' home and her husband's home to pick up the bride. Instead, they went around the village and then returned to the Meng family.
After Pei Xingzhi parked the car, Meng Wanqiu consciously raised her arms and legs to make it easier for Pei Xingzhi to hold her.
Pei Xingzhi raised his eyebrows and looked into Meng Wanqiu's clear eyes. Was this just her personality, or did she have other intentions?
Meng Wanqiu hung on Pei Xingzhi's shoulders, leaned close to his ear, and whispered, "I'm not light, am I? Are you still okay?"
She did not forget that Pei Xingzhi was very weak. He had carried her for a ride and now he wanted to hold her. She didn't know if he still had the strength. He was afraid that he would drop her.
Pei Xingzhi snorted softly, ignored her, picked up the person and walked inside, proving himself with his actions.
Meng Wanqiu was not angry because Pei Xingzhi ignored her. She knew this man's temperament. He would talk when there were outsiders around, but he would not say anything in front of her if he could avoid it. He would never say more if he could avoid it. He was very cold and looked like a killer even more than her.
The people in the organization in the previous life had personalities very similar to Pei Xingzhi. They were all taciturn and indifferent, and their eyes could freeze people to death.
He did not enter the new house, but came to the main hall, where Father Meng, Mother Meng and Grandma Meng were sitting. They bowed three times to the elders and then offered tea to the elders. Pei Xingzhi officially changed his way of speaking to Father, Mother and Grandma.
After Grandma Meng, Mother Meng and Father Meng responded happily, firecrackers were set off outside and the banquet officially began. The crowd in the crowded main hall dispersed.
After staying in the main hall for a while, they were about to toast the guests. The wine was not the best wine, but just the rice wine they brewed at home. Ordinary people could not afford wine for weddings, and sometimes they could not even eat enough, so how could they have extra grain to brew wine?
The Meng family had stored this little bit of wine for several years. They were willing to use it to make Meng Wanqiu's wedding more lively, but there was only one pound of wine per table, no more.
When Pei Xingzhi and Meng Wanqiu toasted, their faces were frozen with smiles, but nothing embarrassing happened because they were busy picking up dishes and eating. It was rare to have meat at a wedding banquet, and their chopsticks were almost on fire.
After the toast, Pei Xingzhi and Meng Wanqiu both breathed a sigh of relief and returned to their room tacitly.
It had previously been Meng Wanqiu's room, now their marital chamber. It was about ten square meters. At the back was a bed with four quilts stacked on top. There was a small table at the head of the bed with a kettle on it. At the foot of the bed was a large wooden box where Meng's mother had previously placed a bag of rice husks. It was unknown whether it had been cleaned out.
Opposite the bed was a large wardrobe, housing their clothes. Pei Xingzhi's belongings had also been moved in and neatly arranged throughout the room. On the wall where the door stood was a window that led to the courtyard outside. Beneath the window was a dressing table. Between the dressing table and the door was a washstand, hung with a mandarin duck-patterned towel and a large red flowered porcelain basin.
Pei Xingzhi leaned on the chair in front of the dressing table, pressed his sore brows, and felt a little tired.
There was a "click" sound in my ears.
He glanced sideways and saw Meng Wanqiu standing next to him, kicking her feet, twisting her waist and neck. After repeating these movements three times, she stretched herself and showed a satisfied expression on her face. With her red dress, she looked like a big Fuwa.
Such a childish act made Pei Xingzhi feel for a moment as if he had married a child.
But when the other person turned around, Pei Xingzhi no longer felt that way, because the child did not have such a plump figure.
"Why did you buy so many things?" Meng Wanqiu suddenly leaned over, with her hands on her waist. Her rosy face was right in front of Pei Xingzhi, only two palms away, so close that he could clearly see the tiny hairs on her face.
Due to the action of possession, from Pei Xingzhi's perspective, he could clearly see the bulge on Meng Wanqiu's chest.
Pei Xingzhi coughed lightly and pretended to be calm, looking away at the other items in the room. "Your family has prepared so much, I can't just do nothing."
Pei Xingzhi did not get involved in the preliminary preparations for the wedding. Ever since he said he wanted to live in the Meng family, the Meng family seemed to have tacitly agreed that he did not need to do anything and just needed to send people.
But how could Pei Xingzhi take advantage of the Meng family for nothing, so he used his own money to buy Meng Wanqiu a Dacron skirt, a pair of small leather shoes, and exchanged for a kettle and other items.
"Do you still have money?" Meng Wanqiu blinked her big eyes and asked tentatively.
When Pei Xingzhi delivered those things, Meng's mother and Meng's wife were extremely happy. Although they said that he was spending money recklessly, they were more satisfied with Pei Xingzhi in their hearts.
In fact, Pei Xingzhi didn't have to do this. The betrothal gift that Pei Xingzhi gave to Meng Wanqiu was a pair of jade bracelets of very good quality in the wooden box. The value of this pair of bracelets far exceeded the current level of betrothal gifts in rural areas.
Moreover, considering that Pei Xingzhi came to Qinghe Village when he was fifteen or sixteen years old and never went home during the holidays, the Meng family roughly guessed that his family might not be in good financial condition and did not expect him to give a betrothal gift at all.
Unexpectedly, Pei Xingzhi not only gave Meng Wanqiu a priceless bracelet, but also bought her so many other things, which indirectly demonstrated Pei Xingzhi's ability. The prospective son-in-law was so capable, and his daughter Xiao Wan would not have to suffer if she married him, which made them satisfied.
Many educated youth who went to the countryside basically needed subsidies from their families if they wanted to live a comfortable life. It was simply a dream to save money.
Do you have any money left?
Pei Xingzhi raised his eyebrows, reached into his trouser pocket and fumbled carefully, then took out three wrinkled little paper balls and put them into Meng Wanqiu's hand.
The corners of Meng Wanqiu's mouth twitched. She shook the three small paper balls in her hand and carefully sorted them out.
One five-yuan note and two ten-cent notes.
Five dollars and two cents.
"That's all?" His tone was sad.
"There are still five dollars and two cents left. I thought it would be less than two dollars." Pei Xingzhi didn't expect that there were still more. He was a little surprised.
"Here, I'll give it back to you." Meng Wanqiu's heart skipped a beat and she put the sorted money in front of Pei Xingzhi. How would she live in the future? Her private money was even less than his. She had been counting on Pei Xingzhi, but now it seemed that she would have to go to the mountains more often.
Pei Xingzhi tilted his head, his eyebrows slightly raised. Although he was reluctant to give it up, he still gave it back to him, "You don't want it?"
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