"A group wedding is a wedding held by many people together. They also perform the traditional wedding ceremony together. The biggest advantage of a group wedding is that it saves money."
Organizing one wedding ceremony allows many couples to get married at the same time—what a wonderful thing!
Tell me, with so many single men in our family, should we arrange blind dates for them within our own household?
If they hit it off, I'll help them with the wedding.
This saves us from having to hold a wedding every day, which is such a hassle.
Zhao Qingyan didn't want to talk anymore after a few words; she seemed listless.
Mrs. Huang knows her granddaughter very well.
"My dear, are you in a bad mood? Did something bad happen after we went into the mountains? Tell Grandma the truth, where did that wandering fellow go?"
Since returning, Zhao Qingyan's mood has been off, and when Huang asked her about it, she felt particularly wronged.
Feeling wronged in their previous life.
Despite having living parents, she ended up growing up in an orphanage, experiencing the harsh realities of life from a young age.
If you want to be well-fed and clothed, you have to try to please others and work hard.
If you want to go to school, you have to work hard and squeeze out half of your remaining rest time to study.
The more she thought about it, the more wronged and sad she felt, and she burst into tears while hugging Huang.
Mrs. Huang patted Zhao Qingyan's back, just like she would pat her granddaughter when she was a child, each pat rhythmically.
Whether she had cried enough or was simply exhausted from crying, Zhao Qingyan eventually fell asleep in Huang's arms.
As for why the child was so depressed, Huang guessed it must be related to his travels.
It's unclear whether that old man Yunyou bullied Guainan or if something unexpected happened.
That evening, Huang was in her room discussing things with Zhao Qianci.
"If that old bastard Yunyou bullies my daughter again, I'll break his legs and drag him into the mountains to feed the wolves."
Zhao Qianci patted Huang's arm and said,
"Stop guessing. We'll ask her when she wakes up."
It certainly wasn't Yunyou who bullied our precious daughter. He dotes on her just as much as you or I do.
Something terrible must have happened that neither Gua Nan nor Yun You can solve. Maybe Gua Nan is feeling aggrieved, which is why she's crying.
Didn't my dear girl say that she would go into the mountains to see Yunyou in a month? That means Yunyou is not in any danger.
It's getting late, let's get some rest.
The next morning, Zhao Qingyi, dressed in shorts and carrying a wooden knife, came down the mountain, followed by the Zhao family's cooks.
The Zhao family built a martial arts training ground on the top of Qingshan Xiaozhu (Green Mountain Villa). Therefore, the Zhao family members practiced their martial arts there every day.
Unless you're running laps, it's impossible to do these things at Qingshan Xiaozhu; you have to run them in the village.
Today is the last day the cooks of the Zhao family are practicing their skills in Zhao Family Village. Tomorrow they will be heading to the town or county to look after their shop.
The food stalls have been closed long enough.
During this period, public security in both the town and the county has returned to normal.
The cooks have mastered basic self-defense skills, and all they need to do now is keep exercising and practicing, especially increasing their strength training.
Fortunately, in addition to tossing large woks every day, the cooks also have to make noodles, and kneading dough is also a way to build strength.
The noodles at Zhao's Snack Shop, which has reopened, are even chewier and taste better than before, which is a pleasant surprise.
After saying goodbye to her friends, Zhao Qingyi returned to her room, took a quick shower, and changed into a light pink top with narrow sleeves and a long white skirt with a wide hem.
She wore a pair of pink pearl stud earrings.
It looks like a peach blossom bud about to bloom, fresh and natural.
On the way to the main hall for a meal, I happened to run into Wang Huaijing, who was also going to dine.
At first glance, Wang Huaijing couldn't take his eyes off her, thinking to himself, how could someone be so refreshingly beautiful?
After greeting Wang Huaijing cheerfully, Zhao Qingyi walked straight ahead. After a few steps, she realized something was wrong and glanced to her side, asking, "Where is he?"
She stopped, turned around, and looked at Wang Huaijing, and was startled.
"Huaijing, what's wrong? Why are you bleeding? Have you been feeling hot lately?"
As he spoke, he stepped forward, wanting to see what was wrong with Wang Huaijing's nose.
Wang Huaijing quickly took a step back.
"Young lady, there's nothing wrong with your pregnancy. You're probably just a little overheated lately. A couple of bowls of herbal tea to cool you down will do the trick."
As soon as Wang Huaijing finished speaking, he wanted to slap himself. What he feared most was taking medicine.
Zhao Qingyi was very puzzled.
"Are you sure it's just a fever? You should see a doctor. Wait for me to go and get someone to fetch one for you."
Wang Huaijing's nosebleed was more than just bleeding; his face was flushed red.
In Zhao Qingyi's eyes, this was a sign of a serious illness.
He shouted, "Help! Huaijing is bleeding!"
At that shout, the entire Zhao family arrived.
Wang Huaijing wanted to faint on the spot; this was just too embarrassing.
He pinched his nose with his hand and said, "It's nothing, it's nothing. It's probably just the heat of the day that's made me a little feverish."
How could he be unharmed? In a state of utter despair, Wang Huaijing's pulse was taken.
The old doctor stroked his beard, looking rather mischievous. "Young master, are you married yet?"
Wang Huaijing shook his head. The old doctor smiled and said,
"It's alright, young master. It's best to get married soon. Just eat a light diet for now and avoid meat."
Wang Huaijing took a look.
Zhao Qingbei, the little girl who cares most about Wang Huaijing, is very worried.
"Grandpa Doctor, Huaijing is bleeding, why don't you prescribe some medicine for him?"
Wang Huaijing really wanted to die.
The old doctor laughed heartily, "Yes, yes, Grandpa is old, and when he gets sick, he has to take medicine."
So he sat down and prescribed Wang Huaijing some medicine to calm his temper.
Huang asked Lü Feng to bring back the medicine while delivering the doctor.
Knowing that Wang Huaijing was fine, everyone hurriedly made arrangements to go eat.
The meat buns that were originally placed in front of Wang Huaijing were replaced with vegetarian ones, along with a bowl of white porridge.
Wang Huaijing's lunch was even worse. While the Zhao family ate meat, he only had a plate of blanched bok choy and a boiled egg in front of him.
Even boiled eggs were gone for dinner; all we had was garlic-flavored bok choy and a smashed cucumber.
That wasn't all; after the meal, Wang Huaijing also had to drink a large bowl of medicine to reduce internal heat. With so many eyes watching him, how could he refuse?
Wang Huaijing endured this for three consecutive days before the Zhao family finally began to feed him meat.
But this meat—steamed fish, poached chicken, boiled meat—is all different.
The Zhao family has excellent cooking skills; they can make any ingredient taste good.
As Wang Huaijing ate the meal that the Zhao family had carefully prepared for him, he suddenly felt that the food the Zhao family was eating was no longer appetizing.
Bright red boiled pork slices, pickled fish, spicy hot pot, spicy diced chicken...
Let alone eating it, Wang Huaijing's mouth watered just looking at it.
Finally, someone noticed him.
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