Rural weddings are all about excitement and festivities. Even if someone says something explicit during the banquet, the host won't blame them. In some places, the more noise there is at the wedding, the happier the host family is. Some even have the custom of teasing the bride, embarrassing her and even causing her to get angry.
Zhou Yuanyuan released her spiritual sense and took a walk around the next door, hoping to hear some useful information or see someone related to her eighth aunt.
Today, most of Taoshu Village's residents gathered at Yuan Sixi's house. Eighth Uncle's three daughters-in-law also joined him for the feast. Rural custom is this: whether it's a wedding or a funeral, the entire village turns out, either to help or to partake in the feast, making the occasion lively and bustling.
Several women were eating and chatting.
"Oh my, Yuan Sixi is so lucky this time. He found such a young wife. After being a bachelor for so many years, he finally got to eat young grass. After half a year, I will ask Yuan Sixi to find a wife for our third son." said an old woman with triangular eyes.
"Aunt Yu, being fresh and tender is useless. In our countryside, those who can work and bear children are the most sought-after." A fat woman in her thirties puffed out her big breasts and said disdainfully.
"Dali Niang, we have so much work to do all day long, and women have to be ordered around by men. It's really better to have a strong wife like you. That girl from Sixi's family has never done any work before, and I don't know if she can serve Sixi's mother!" Aunt Yu looked at the strong body of Dali Niang and felt a little jealous. It would be great for her third son to marry a wife like Dali Niang, but the family is poor! That's why she thought of buying one like Yuan Sixi did. You can't choose the wife you buy.
"Mother Potato, your mother-in-law went out of the village two days ago? What's the urgent matter? She didn't even spend the New Year at home?" Mother Dali felt a little proud when she saw Aunt Yu praising herself while talking, so she turned the topic to the young wife who was about the same age as her and was sitting next to her.
Zhou Yuanyuan recognized that the young wife in her thirties who was called Potato Lady was her eighth uncle's daughter-in-law.
"My mother-in-law's nephew sent a telegram saying that there was an urgent matter and asked my mother-in-law to stay in Qingshan City for a few days." Seeing that there were too many meanings in Dali's mother's words, Potato Mother had to explain briefly. Otherwise, tomorrow the whole Taoshu Village might think that the three brothers were unfilial to their mother and made her go out during the New Year.
"Mother Potato, your mother-in-law has such a wide network of contacts, she even has relatives living in Qingshan City?" Aunt Yu looked at Mother Potato with envy. In Taoshu Village, Aunt Eighth Auntie was a highly respected figure, and as her daughter-in-law, Mother Potato had benefited greatly from her influence.
"We're not too sure about my mother-in-law's nephew," Mrs. Potato replied vaguely. She didn't dare to say anything too confident. Eighth Uncle received a telegram a few days ago and rushed to Qingshan City. She didn't explain clearly before leaving, just saying that a nephew from her mother's family had fallen ill in Qingshan City and asked her to help take care of him for a few days.
Eighth Auntie was of high seniority in the village, and she was always quick in her words and deeds. None of her sons and daughters-in-law dared to disobey her. Eighth Auntie left in a hurry without explaining anything clearly, and of course, Potato Mother did not dare to speak carelessly in front of the villagers.
Seeing that they couldn't get anything out of Potato Mother, Dali's mother and Aunt Yu gradually changed the subject.
Zhou Yuanyuan heard what she wanted to hear and stopped paying attention to Yuan Sixi's house. "Eighth Uncle's Place, find another chance to come over later!"
Zhou Yuanyuan withdrew her consciousness, pulled Wen Ziqing's hand, and said, "Brother Ziqing, let's go back!"
"Okay." Wen Ziqing quickly responded when he saw Zhou Yuanyuan standing quietly for a moment, ready to go home. He was genuinely worried that Zhou Yuanyuan might get upset and start trouble in Taoshu Village. Although Wen Ziqing wasn't afraid of trouble, it was their rare time together, and he didn't want to waste it.
"Yuanyuan, how about we stay in Zhaojiagou for a few days? Go grouse hunting in Daqing Mountain? Or go to the market in Sanhe Town?" Wen Ziqing began to plan excitedly. After returning to Kyoto City, Wen Ziqing rarely saw Zhou Yuanyuan, and even when he did, there was little time for solitude. Wen Ziqing, who had "tasted the marrow and wanted to taste it," kept thinking about Zhou Yuanyuan's red lips all day long, and his heart was itching.
If there are no conditions, you have to create them. For his own "welfare", Wen Ziqing tried to take Zhou Yuanyuan to a place far away from her family.
"Okay, okay!" Zhou Yuanyuan raised her hand in agreement, completely oblivious to the fact that the "little rascal" Wen Ziqing was targeting her. For Zhou Yuanyuan, Zhaojiagou was filled with fond memories of her childhood. Catching grouse and visiting the market were her favorite things to do as a child. The tranquility of Zhaojiagou was exactly what Zhou Yuanyuan needed at this new level. Since she had some free time, she might as well go back to Zhaojiagou and stay for a few days.
Zhaojiagou, the ancient aunt’s home.
Today is the third day of the Lunar New Year. Early in the morning, Zheng Qiulian, the daughter-in-law of Aunt Gu, was busy in the kitchen, making a lot of noise.
In the bedroom, Aunt Gu sat up from the bed and sighed heavily.
Zhao Meijiang, the man from Aunt Gu's family, was sitting on a small stool in front of the bed, smoking a pipe, which made a crackling sound.
"I'm old! I'm useless!" Aunt Gu sighed.
"Hui Xiang, the eldest daughter-in-law is unhappy. Let your nephew move out after the eighth day of the New Year! A harmonious family is the key to success!" Zhao the bamboo craftsman looked at Aunt Gu's face and persuaded her.
"Old man, I know that we are old and can't make decisions at home. But there are only Tiezhu and his son left from my mother's family. It's the New Year, and their house is about to collapse, and we can't find anyone to help repair it. Tiezhu and his son will live in our house for a while and move out after the house is repaired. It won't take more than two months in total, so it's not too much, right?" Aunt Gu wiped away her tears, her voice choked with sobs.
"Hui Xiang, I know, I know everything. You have worked hard over the years since you were married to me. But now we have to rely on the old family for support. The eldest brother's wife is not happy about it, and there is nothing we can do! If I had known earlier, we should not have handed over our family assets to the eldest brother and his wife so early, and wait until the day we close our eyes. Alas..." Zhao the bamboo craftsman sighed.
Speaking of this incident, it is the thing that Aunt Gu and her husband regret the most.
Zhao the bamboo craftsman had excellent bamboo craftsmanship and made a lot of money when he was young. Villagers from all over the country would ask Zhao the bamboo craftsman to come to their homes if their mats were broken or they wanted to buy some bamboo household items.
Thanks to this craft, Zhao's family was quite wealthy in Zhaojiagou. Aunt Gu gave birth to two sons and two daughters in her lifetime and raised them all. This was a remarkable thing in rural areas where the infant mortality rate was extremely high at that time.
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