Fu Dazhuang is a strong man who is nearly 1.8 meters tall. Because he has been slaughtering pigs and selling pork for many years, his muscles are clearly visible.
Fu Wan saw the groom dressed in brand-new clothes through the window and couldn't help but feel happy for Wang Panlan.
Although this man was a butcher who sold pork, he had bright eyes and pleasant features, and didn't seem like someone who would be difficult to get along with.
Blocking doors is not a common practice in Fujia Village, so Fu Dazhuang stood at the door with a big smile on his face, wearing a corsage.
"Honey, I've come to pick you up!"
A group of children behind them followed suit, shouting, "Honey, I've come to pick you up!"
Fu Wan listened and laughed heartily from the side, while Wang Panlan blushed with embarrassment.
"Wow, the bride looks so beautiful!"
"Yes, when did Granny Wang's skills become so good? I'll definitely hire her for my daughter's wedding!"
Someone nearby, who had seen Granny Wang leave, then defended her, saying, "This wasn't Granny Wang's makeup. I saw her storm off; the bride probably did her own makeup!"
Fu Wan remained silent in the crowd. She wasn't that foolish as to expose herself. If the villagers asked her to do her makeup, would she still be able to go out to sea to fish?
Fu Dazhuang led Wang Panlan out of the room, his eyes burning as he looked at her. Wang Panlan smiled and looked away, but her ears were already flushed red with embarrassment.
Under the village chief's guidance, the two recited quotes from the great leader in their new house, while Fu Dazhuang's parents sat beside them with smiles on their faces.
Because it was a joyous occasion for the village, Fu Dazhuang was quite satisfied with his wife. Even though she wasn't marrying from her parents' home, he specially went to find a family in the village with bicycles, gathered six bicycles, and rode around the village with a group of young men.
Once the newlyweds returned, most of the villagers gradually arrived as well.
"Set off firecrackers, get ready to start the feast!"
Fu Dazhuang's parents had specially consulted someone to calculate the auspicious time of 11:26 AM today. With the crackling sound of firecrackers, the children cheered and gathered around the table to wait for the dishes to be served.
Fu Wan sat at a table with Fu Ling, Fu Yun, and Ye Xiaocui, while Fu Laoda and Fu Ming, being male guests and of higher seniority, sat at another table.
As expected of someone who sells pork, Fu Dazhuang specially bought a whole pig weighing over 200 jin (approximately 100 kg) from the slaughterhouse because of today's happy occasion.
Quite a few people in the village knew about this, since braised pork and such need to be prepared in advance, and word spread quickly, so everyone knew that there was a big meal at Fu Dazhuang's house today.
So many people skipped breakfast and came on an empty stomach, since the gift money was only two cents, while pork cost five cents a pound.
"Mom, I want to eat a piece of braised pork."
Fu Ling pulled Fu Wan along, and Fu Wan put a piece of food on her plate, then put another piece on Fu Yun's plate, who was eating in silence.
"Eat up!"
She herself had been busy all day and had little appetite.
"It's really embarrassing for such a large family to come here and eat so much."
"Yaozu, eat more meat, don't let others have it!"
Fu Wan was eating when she heard someone behind her making sarcastic remarks.
She turned her head and saw that it was Qian Xiaohua.
Qian Xiaohua was surprised that Fu Wan recognized her as the speaker at a glance, but she also felt that she hadn't said anything wrong.
"Why are you staring at me? Do I have braised pork on my face?"
"Fu Wan, I'm not trying to be mean, but it's one thing to take your own daughter along, but to bring along this mute person of unknown origin? Aren't you afraid they'll eat Da Zhuang's family out of house and home!"
Fu Wan didn't know what had gotten into her. "Aunt Qian, I don't know if you have braised pork on your face, but you and your son look like you haven't eaten braised pork in eight hundred years."
My Yunyun isn't mute, she just doesn't like to talk, unlike you, who barks like a mad dog even when you have food and meat to eat.
Then her expression turned serious, and she said somewhat casually, "Today is a joyous occasion, so don't force me to slap you on such a good day."
Qian Xiaohua was so angry she was practically fuming. "You dare!?"
"Why don't you wait until after dinner and go outside, then you can see if I dare to do it?"
Fu Wan rolled her eyes at her; this person was simply out of their mind.
Just as Qian Xiaohua was about to say something, the villagers at her table couldn't hold back any longer.
"Hey Widow Qian, can't you control your son? This food isn't just for him. Look at us, do we even want to eat it anymore?"
Fu Ling listened with some curiosity, secretly turned her head to look, and instantly showed a look of disgust.
"Mom, Fu Yaozu is so disgusting!"
Fu Yun nodded in agreement, and Fu Wan turned her head to look, instantly revealing the same look of disgust as Fu Ling.
I don't know who taught this kid, but he licked the whole bowl of braised pork clean, making the villagers at the other table who were reaching for their chopsticks not know where to put them.
He then put down his chopsticks and started cursing in anger.
"What Ah Wan said is right. Has your son never eaten meat in his eight lifetimes? He has no manners at all!"
"Oh dear, how can you say that? My son is still young and growing. How can you say such a thing?"
"What's wrong with this meat? You can still eat it!"
Qian Xiaohua's family hadn't eaten meat in a long time, but she didn't mind her son's drool and ate each piece with relish.
The villagers at the same table were also disgusted, but fortunately, the other dishes at Fu Dazhuang's house were also quite good, and since they were at a banquet, they couldn't say anything, so they could only keep their heads down and eat quickly.
Not long after they started eating, Wang Panlan and Fu Dazhuang came out with two bowls of wine to thank Fu Wan.
Fu Dazhuang also heard from Wang Panlan that not only was Fu Wan's makeup done for her, but Fu Wan was also the one who persuaded her not to commit suicide.
He was extremely grateful to Fu Wan's family and thanked Ye Xiaocui and the others before heading to find Fu Wan.
Fu Wan readily agreed and drank most of the bowl. Fortunately, they were drinking homemade rice wine, which wasn't very strong.
Qian Xiaohua looked at Fu Dazhuang's muscular physique from the side and was extremely envious.
Right after her husband passed away, she set her sights on Fu Dazhuang. His family was well-off and they ate meat every day. If she married into his family with her child, her life would be better than when her husband was still alive.
Unfortunately, despite asking Wang Chunlian to speak to Fu Dazhuang several times, he refused, saying he didn't want to raise someone else's son. Unexpectedly, he actually agreed to Wang Panlan's request this time.
What's wrong with his son? His son can take care of him in his old age!
So much meat, such a good family background, such a strong man—he should have belonged to Qian Xiaohua. She was so jealous!
Qian Xiaohua ate with her eyes red and her head down, but she was secretly making plans in her mind.
Her son, Fu Yaozu, is only eight years old, at the age when he needs to eat. She is a woman who knows nothing but farming, and in the past few months, she has almost spent all of the family's savings.
She has no interest in married men, but finding a stepfather for her son is something she needs to put on her agenda.
He needed to be physically strong and obedient to her. For some reason, the image of a man popped into Qian Xiaohua's mind.
It was Shen Dongsheng who came to Fujia Village looking for death yesterday!
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