Shanshui Village doesn't have good musical instruments, but it does have gongs. As we walk along, we keep striking them, and the clanging sounds echo throughout the entire village.
Amidst the cheers and jeers of many young men, the scene was unprecedentedly lively and sensational.
At the very back of the procession were four strong men carrying the sedan chair. They carried the bright red sedan chair, their pride almost overflowing from their eyes.
The lively wedding procession approached from afar, and the brides-to-be in their boudoirs were genuinely happy for Ding Jiajia.
Whether someone is putting their heart into something or not is really obvious.
When Zhang Chunhua got married, they wished they could stay at home and never marry again. But now, seeing the shy and timid Ding Jiajia and Hu Wenhua who had come early, they realized that it wasn't that getting married was bad, but rather whether the person they married was good or not.
Ding Heli and Qin Yilin had never felt that it was so good to be free from unnecessary formalities! If they were to follow the rules of wealthy families in Jinling City, they would definitely have to eat at their own homes. But Shanshui Village had always been poor, and as long as they could fill their stomachs, it didn't matter where they ate. That's why everyone was together at the midday banquet.
Amidst everyone's congratulations, Ding Jiajia looked around her boudoir, tears welling in her eyes, and boarded the bridal sedan chair.
As the wedding procession returned to the Hu family home, Fan Xiaoliu lit firecrackers in advance, and the crackling sound accompanied the bridal sedan chair as it entered the courtyard.
Everyone in the courtyard craned their necks to watch, and the old village chief, Master Fan, and other elders all stood up to see the newlyweds enter the house.
Zhang Chunhua felt a pang of sadness seeing the scene before her.
When she got married, she happened to be part of a group of people selling medicinal herbs returning to the village. Apart from her own family, no one saw her off. When she arrived at the Fan family's house, it was just as deserted. Even the people who had been invited to the banquet did not come because they were poor and looked down on the Fan family's wedding feast.
Not to mention bridal sedan chairs and firecrackers.
The Hu family is so generous! Why does Ding Jiajia always get all the good things?
"Oh my, look! Aunt Ding has had Jiajia bring back all the betrothal gifts?"
"Not only that, there are many more than on the day of the betrothal! There are many kinds I haven't seen before."
"Quickly touch these bedding sheets, they're as smooth as water, and why are they so cool? What kind of fabric is this? It feels so comfortable to the touch!"
"It's not that kind of silk, is it? Stop touching it! I saw it at the fabric shop, and the salesman said that our rough hands can scrape off the silk, and that piece of fabric will be ruined."
"Hey, you're right, we shouldn't touch it anymore. Thank goodness you reminded us!"
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Upon hearing this, Zhang Chunhua couldn't sit still any longer and immediately got up to go and touch it.
She's never even touched silk before!
"Where are you going? I'm telling you, I won't care if someone else takes this seat!" Fan Dazhu said impatiently as he looked at Zhang Chunhua getting up.
Zhang Chunhua glared at her and said in a vicious low voice, "You dare!"
Fan Dazhu, with his neck stiff, said, "Do you think I dare?"
Zhang Chunhua felt an itch to hit him again, but then she remembered that it would be a loss if she were kicked out of the wedding banquet today, so she held back and threatened, "We'll settle the score when we get home!"
Fan Dazhu thought of the good leg he had been kicked last time, shrank his neck, stopped talking, and sat down to wait for the food to be served.
After the wedding ceremony, the bride, who had been led to the bridal chamber, sat obediently on the wedding bed. The room was crowded with people cheering and jeering, and Zhang Chunhua squeezed in as well.
Entering the bridal chamber, I deeply realized that even though they were both brick houses, the difference between the new house and the old house was so great!
Her husband's family also lived in a brick house. The plaster in her and Fan Dazhu's bridal chamber was peeling off, the corners were dirty and blackened, and the bed and wardrobe inside were dilapidated. Her parents did not give her any bedding as part of her dowry. The bed was made of Fan Dazhu's, which was hard, stiff, and patched in several places.
In contrast, Ding Jiajia's bridal chamber was three times the size of hers! It was a whole room, with a partitioned area at the back, presumably for getting up at night.
The walls were covered in snow-white lime, and a long wooden table stood by the window. On it, a scholar, pretentiously displayed paper and pens, a waste of money for someone of humble origins!
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