Since the marriage was due to pregnancy, both sets of parents decided to keep everything simple and skip any unnecessary formalities.
On their wedding day, the couple held the ceremony at Old Zhang's place, and then returned to live here, since Zhang Damao's few dilapidated thatched houses were really not suitable as a bridal chamber.
The wedding was not known to relatives and friends outside the village; only familiar people from the village were invited to sit down at a few tables, and that was considered the wedding.
Everyone was in agreement; though their own thoughts differed, their feelings were the same: now that things had come to this, they might as well get married. From now on, it was just a matter between the two of them; let them do whatever they wanted.
The next morning, Zhang Damao was woken up, dressed in bright red, with a large red envelope on his chest, and like a puppet, was manipulated by a group of people into the wedding.
The happiest person was Wei Yulan. After so much hard work and the combined efforts of her family, she finally got what she wanted.
In her eyes, Zhang Damao was practically a precious treasure. She wanted to hold him in her hands even when she was walking.
Even during the wedding ceremony, she kept glancing at her ideal husband.
Zhang Damao, on the other hand, was completely numb, obeying orders without question, doing whatever he was told and calling out whatever he was told, as if he had lost his soul and was just a living shell.
On their wedding night, after taking off his wedding clothes, Zhang Damao changed back into his own clothes.
The Wei family had promised him that once he got married, they would no longer restrict his freedom.
He couldn't stand staying in this place for even a day.
Anyway, Wei Yulan was pregnant and wouldn't bother him anymore. So he simply sat alone by the red candle all night.
As soon as it was light, he found Wei Changqing and told him that he needed to go back to the city to attend to his work.
This time, Wei Changqing didn't stop him and kept his promise to let him leave.
At the farewell, Wei Yulan cried her eyes out. Her greasy face, still bearing the wedding makeup from the previous night, was quickly smeared with smears, making her already ugly face even more unsightly.
Zhang Damao almost suppressed his nausea and left Shiligou.
He decided that he would forget about this small mountain village and, when he had the chance, secretly bring his parents out. He would never return to this remote mountain village that gave him countless nightmares.
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