Romance
Ye Yuanyin turned his head away and said to Aunt Long, "I can do it myself."
Amma raised her hand again and complained, "Don't move, I just measured the size."
The silver bracelet stuck on her wrist slipped into her wide sleeves as Aunt Long moved.
Chen Yan watched from the side, resisting the urge to help her take the bracelet out.
Aunt Long dragged his hand, pinched her clothes at the waist, and pinned the needle and thread on. She told Yan Xi'an: "Hold it tightly and don't move. Your eyes are blurry. I'll go light a lamp."
The remaining man and woman looked at each other. Ye Yuanyin looked at him, and a thin layer of pink visibly appeared on his jade-colored cheeks, making him more delicate than the crabapple flowers in the yard.
The door to the Long family's house was pushed open, and Lin Huamei's powerful voice rang out, "Aunt Long, let me discuss the menu for the village banquet with you."
After taking two steps, he suddenly bumped into two people standing almost face to face in the main room.
Ye Yuanyin's arm was half-raised, as if about to touch 100,000 Yuan's neck. 100,000 Yuan's slender, bony fingers rested on her waist, looking quite astringent.
Lin Huamei acted out an unspeakable action drama in her mind, her heart beating up and down uncontrollably in her chest.
My goodness, city people are just so playful. It's not even daylight yet, and they're already being intimate? They really don't treat us as outsiders at all.
This "hundred thousand yuan" doesn't look like impotence.
Lin Huamei gave Chen Yan'an a meaningful look and said with a smile, "Aunt Long isn't here, so I'll come back another time. You two continue."
"Wait a minute..." Ye Yuanyin didn't call her, and only had time to see a shadow flash away in the corner.
She turned her head and met his eyes.
When they looked into each other's eyes, each other's facial features were suddenly magnified and clear like the thin straight lines in a fine brush painting.
Sediment's throat moved slightly.
Too close.
Ye Yuanyin was frightened and instinctively took a step back, but her clothes were held in his hands and she could not move.
Sediment lowered his head, and with his other hand he occasionally flicked the needle stuck on his clothes.
Time was like a rusty, blunt knife. Every time he slashed, her whole body trembled. Every cut was like a slow and long slow motion.
Ye Yuan held his breath in unbearable pain.
Chen Yan suddenly looked up, and their gazes met in mid-air. He suddenly smiled and asked slowly, "What did you say to your elementary school classmate that night?"
Ye Yuanyinyu gritted his teeth and lowered his head, wishing that a hole could be opened in the ground so that he could hide in it.
"Have you ever tried to slander someone like me?" Chen Yan's curved mouth seemed to hide a knife. "Little pervert."
"I didn't!" She raised her head suddenly, the anger on her face almost burning her peach blossom face. "I never said that!"
"You still dare to shout so loudly?" He looked at her, his deep eyes seemed to be lit with a lamp, the light and shadow swaying, "I am the one being slandered."
Ye Yuanyin was about to retort, but Aunt Long brought the lamp over. She turned her head away and refused to say anything.
When Shen Dian saw her embarrassed and annoyed expression, it seemed as if the air was already filled with the unbearable heat of summer.
*
Because his father married into his family, Ye Yuanyin's surname was Long when he was young. His father later argued for his change, but the family tree still recorded his surname as "Long." According to village custom, once Dian Dian'an had paid respects at the ancestral hall, his name would also be included in the family tree.
The eldest uncle said a few words of blessing such as "May you have a happy marriage for a hundred years" and "May you live together until old age" and so on. Two young girls stood on either side of the newlyweds, each holding a tray covered with red cloth, with three thumb-sized cups of wine on it.
Long Yan said, "Our ancestors have been making pottery here in Jiutao Village for over 4,000 years. Heaven gave us the clay, and our ancestors taught us the skills to live. This first cup of wine is a tribute to the heavens, the earth, and our ancestors."
Ye Yuanyin and Shen Ji'an picked up the first glass of wine and poured it on the ground under their feet.
"During the Ming Dynasty, our village produced two Jinshi (imperial scholar) and one Tanhua (second place scholar) winners. It was thanks to the support of these wealthy and steadfast neighbors who never forgot their hometown that we were able to pass on the tradition of 'loyalty and honesty, and establish ourselves through learning', a tradition that continues to this day. From now on, no matter how high or far you rise, if your neighbors are in need, you must lend a hand and treat them with kindness. This second glass of wine is a toast to our fellow villagers and neighbors."
The two men then toasted the hundred or so people watching at the door with a second glass of wine.
Long Yan led them to Aunt Long and said with emotion, "Third daughter, you've suffered so much. For so many years, you, an orphan and a widow, have finally raised Ah Yin to this age. Now, let your daughter and son-in-law offer you a glass of wine. You will have a good life in the future."
Aunt Long's tears fell down. Ye Yuanyin knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times to his mother with tears in his eyes.
Dian Shi'an toasted her, and after drinking, Aunt Long handed him a red envelope and said, "I hope you will support each other and overcome difficulties in the future."
At first, Shen Dian'an didn't take the "worshipping the ancestral hall" in this dilapidated and backward village seriously. First of all, the fault was their family. No matter how much Shen Huafeng sympathized with and admired her, he was bullying others by taking advantage of his power. He earned a little girl to marry him for nothing, but caused her to be beaten for nothing. He felt guilty.
The situation developed rapidly, and he didn't expect that it would cause such a big commotion that it alarmed everyone in the village. He just wanted to get things done quickly so as not to delay the subsequent project progress, but he didn't expect that a ceremony would be so solemn and cumbersome.
At this moment, he and she were kneeling here, surrounded by hundreds of eyes. Suddenly, for a moment, he felt that things were not as simple as he had imagined - these simple people were witnessing the life of a girl they had seen grow up. In their ordinary and simple wishful thinking, he would definitely give her a happy family ending.
God knows how many years it has been since he last went to the cinema!
It was around this time, one evening in early spring last year, that he returned to China at his father's request. At that time, it was only half a month since the domestic epidemic policy was relaxed.
The family was full of old, weak, and disabled people, and Aunt Yang was also ill. She was the only one trapped here, working diligently for the little charity her father casually gave her.
Shen Huafeng asked him if he was dating a woman, and if so, he should get rid of her immediately. If not, he should return to China and get married as soon as possible.
After Yan Dian had a long talk with her father, she was just coming back from outside, carrying the vegetables and fruits that Aunt Yang had bought from the group buying group.
The two people met in the empty living room.
Her cheeks were red from the cold wind, revealing her immaturity. They had known each other for three or four years, but he looked her over for a long time as if he were a stranger meeting her for the first time.
I never thought that honest and quiet people would also think for themselves.
Ye Yuanyin never once defended himself for his silent estrangement.
After her father passed away, they hurriedly got married, obtained a marriage certificate, and did not hold any ceremony. Her grandmother felt sorry for her and said that she would definitely hold a wedding for her in the future.
Family, friends, no one took his words seriously. Even Dian Jing'an himself thought it was nonsense. Their shaky marriage, like a crumbling building, was crumbling.
He had never seen a girl like this before. She had no expectations for the future. She lived her own life, with a simple luggage and only a few clothes, as if she was ready to leave at any time.
Later, she really left, leaving behind a divorce petition and vanishing from their world without a trace. Instead, it was the remaining people—Aunt Yang, Chen Yixia, and myself—who remembered her kindness and felt so resentful.
Thinking of this, Yan Dian turned around and saw that this person, who didn't often shed tears, was crying like a child in front of his mother.
He felt bitter, as if he owed her a lot. She clearly carried the responsibility on her frail shoulders, but she didn't get the respect and treatment she deserved.
Long Yan said to his niece, "Okay, Yin, it's not like you won't see your mom again after you get married. Why are you crying?! This is something you should be happy about!"
After saying that, he took Ye Yuanyin to kneel down and worship the Goddess Tao in order to complete the rest of the ceremony.
Aunt Long stood beside Shen Ji'an, looking at her daughter's back, and spoke softly and carefully: "Mr. Shen, I have something to say. Although it is unreasonable, I still want to tell you."
Chen Yan'an looked as if he would do whatever she wanted, so Aunt Long said, "Since you're married, please cherish her. If there ever comes a time when there's a rift between you two, don't hurt her. Send her back to me in one piece."
Such earnest advice from a mother made him feel ashamed. Apart from expressing his true thoughts, he had no other chips of equal weight.
"Don't worry, I will cherish her."
For a moment, he thought that this was it. Like any ordinary couple in the world, he and she would accept the most ordinary blessings from the world.
His eyes were drawn to her again.
"I don't agree!" Suddenly, a loud shout came out from the ground. Zheng Youshan, with his hair like a frizzle, rushed in dazed and holding a round stick. "I don't agree to let A Yin marry him!"
Everyone was so scared that they automatically made way for him. Lin Huamei thought that her cousin was such a reckless man, ruining people's marriages. He was doing something that would end his family lineage.
"Youshan, you're crazy!" Long Yan pointed at his nose and cursed, "Don't come over here and cause trouble! Your dad is in town for a meeting today, otherwise he'd beat you up."
"I don't agree, I don't agree..." Zheng Youshan couldn't say another word. He sat down on the ground and rolled around. "I like A Yin too. I want to marry A Yin too..."
He was already twenty-five or twenty-six years old, but he was still acting like a scoundrel. Long Yan was both angry and amused, and quickly asked Duofu to carry the man away.
That noon, the buffet spread from one end of the village to the other. After everyone had exchanged pleasantries at each table, Chen Di'an was drunk as expected.
*
It was already four or five in the afternoon when the banquet ended. Secretary Ma sent him home. Aunt Long saw this and complained, "Why did he drink so much? You didn't even bother trying to stop him?"
Secretary Ma was caught in the crossfire, thinking that while the mother-in-law might be heartbroken for her son-in-law, she felt even more wronged than Dou E. It was supposed to be a formality to use water instead of wine, but who would have thought there were so many scoundrels in the village that they would insist on the newlyweds using alcohol. Just drink one glass for herself and one for Ye Yuanyin, and it would be strange if he didn't get drunk.
"Send the people upstairs quickly."
Under Aunt Long's direction, Ye Yuanyin and Secretary Ma worked together to help Chen Yan'an onto the bed. Aunt Long then said, "Ayin, go downstairs and get a basin of hot water."
Seeing his boss's expression, Secretary Ma was afraid that he wouldn't be needed for a while, so he took the opportunity to slip downstairs.
Outside the window of the study on the second floor, the thriving crabapple blossoms covered half of the window.
A few delicate flowers appear among the newly green branches. When the wind blows, the petals dance all over the sky, which is exactly the infinite spring scenery.
Ye Yuanyin placed the basin filled with hot water on the stool at the head of the bed.
The pages of the book lying flat on the desk rustled in the spring breeze, and flower petals had already accumulated on the floor. She approached the window, shutting out the warm spring wind. Flower petals swirled and fell all over her head and face, but the person closing the window was oblivious.
With the slight sound of water, Ye Yuanyin wrung out the towel, turned around and covered his forehead.
In his drowsiness, Chen Yan only felt warm and comfortable. He slowly opened his eyes and saw that the person in front of him had changed out of the red wedding dress. Now she was only wearing a low-round-neck white cotton spring shirt, which made her neck look slender and her temperament gentle.
Ye Yuanyin took the towel off his forehead, rolled up his sleeves and put his hands into the water again. The silver bracelet on his wrist dipped into the water, and the shimmering light looked like broken moonlight.
She wrung out the towel again, leaned over and found that he was already awake, so she had nowhere to put the hand holding the towel.
Chen Dian sat up from the bed, his nonchalant look no different from usual, except that his eyes were not very clear after being drunk, and there was a hint of tenderness and passion when he looked at people.
Ye Yuanyin looked away and handed the towel over. The bracelet on her left hand got stuck on the front of her forearm as she moved. "Here you go."
When she turned to leave, Chen Yan suddenly reached out and held her wrist, which was as thin as white jade but had flesh, with his warm palm.
Ye Yuan was startled and frightened and quickly struggled to break free.
Sediment hurriedly pulled her back, he sat up, and used his hands to pull her to his side.
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