163 The Four Aunts of the Jiang Family
It takes less than two hours to drive from Shanghe Village to Zhaozhuang.
Jiang Baohai was dragged by his father-in-law to stay up all night, and he took a nap while in the car.
When I woke up, my wife was sitting next to me, and Zhaozhuang had also arrived.
This is what a happy life is all about, Jiang Baohai thought happily.
Knowing that the bride was about to come in, the four aunts of the Jiang family had already prepared the red carpet and were waiting at the door.
As for Jiang's mother, she didn't know who told her that the mother-in-law should stay away from the new daughter-in-law and only appear after she enters the house.
Otherwise it will be bad.
But I can't explain why it's bad.
In short, it was not good, so the new people who came to greet us were Jiang Baohai's four aunts.
Two are cousins, two are relatives, one is tall, one is short, one is fat, and one is thin.
Gao Qinghe looked out through the car window.
As the sun rose higher, a large brazier was placed in the center of the red carpet, and the rising flames made people want to sweat.
Four aunts, who were much younger than I remembered, stood on both sides of the gate, two on each side, wearing festive clothes in plum red, dark red and bright red.
It is hard not to misunderstand that one of these four is Jiang's mother.
Gao Qingya sat alone in the passenger seat, glancing at the four women outside. She looked left and right, but couldn't guess which one was her sister's mother-in-law.
Because they don't look much like my brother-in-law.
The Jiang family also hired a suona player. At exactly nine o'clock, amid the mournful sound of the suona, Jiang Yu came over with an open red umbrella and picked up his new sister-in-law from the car.
Jiang Baohai walked around to Gao Qinghe's side, ready to carry him down.
Jiang Yu suddenly pulled his brother. Jiang Baohai turned around in confusion and saw Jiang Yu glance at his aunt and then quickly swept the brazier.
"You have to jump over the fire pot."
Jiang Yu's tone sounded a little weak.
She was a little girl who didn't know any rules, but she had seen other people's brides step over fire basins when entering the house.
But the brazier at the door was added by my aunt this morning.
My brother had already told us to keep everything simple and just have a simple ceremony.
Mom also agreed.
Who would have thought that when her aunt suddenly brought it up this morning, her mother actually changed her mind.
Jiang Yu had been anxious about this all morning and always felt that something was wrong, but as soon as she made a sound, she was drowned out by her third aunt's loud voice.
Now that the time has come, I can only remind my brother first to prove that I am not a traitor.
Jiang Baohai glanced at his four aunts. When the second and fourth cousins saw him looking at them, they looked a little guilty.
Instead, his eldest aunt and third aunt, his relatives, smiled at him and urged him to bring the bride down quickly so as not to miss the auspicious time.
"Brother..." Jiang Yu wanted to say something, but was stopped by Jiang Baohai's eyes.
He opened the car door completely and stretched out his strong hands towards Gao Qinghe in the car.
Gao Qinghe looked at his waist hesitantly, "It's just a few steps. I can walk by myself."
She had carried him all the way when they left the village. She was worried about his injury, but he kept saying he was fine. She didn't know whether it was true or not, and she couldn't lift up his clothes to check.
Jiang Baohai smiled easily, "It's okay."
Gao Qinghe no longer hesitated, reminded Gao Qingya to take her suitcase, and put her arms around Jiang Baohai's neck.
The man carried her out of the car easily.
Amid the cheers of Jiang's relatives who were watching the fun, Jiang Baohai, holding Gao Qinghe, quickly stepped over the brazier with blazing flames.
In an instant, the lively scene suddenly became quiet.
Although the party soon became lively again and firecrackers were set off, the atmosphere became a little strange.
Gao Qingya followed behind her sister and brother-in-law. She first glanced at Jiang Yu, lowering her eyebrows and eyes while holding an umbrella. She had clearly seen her before, but she didn't say hello to her, not even a smile. Humph.
"You're the bridesmaid, right? Come on, give us the things. Follow the bride in and we'll put them away for you!"
Qian Qiaolan, the third aunt of the Jiang family, smiled and reached out to the suitcase.
A rural girl still has an entire suitcase, and I don’t know if the things in it are worth two hundred yuan.
Gao Qingya moved sideways in front of the box and turned her hand away, "Auntie, I can do it myself."
Auntie?
Qian Qiaolan looked at her second sister-in-law beside her with suspicion and panic. Did she look that old?
Uncle Sanbo of the Jiang family married two wives. The first one died of illness, and Qian Qiaolan was the one he married later.
Don't underestimate her because she is the elder. In fact, she is only six years older than Jiang Baohai and in her early thirties. Who wouldn't say that she still has charm?
But Gao Qingya is a junior, so there is nothing wrong with calling her that.
But the malice in it can only be felt by oneself.
Jiang family's second aunt Zhang Wen smiled gently and reminded: "Everyone has gone in, forget it, the little girl may not recognize anyone."
He glanced at Qian Qiaolan and suddenly sighed, "It's good to be young. Look at that thin waist. Xiaohai's wife is really beautiful. I dare say that there is no one prettier than her in our area. Xiaohai is really lucky."
After saying that, he followed the main group into the hall.
Qian Qiaolan subconsciously looked at her waist. It wasn't thick, but it was definitely not thin either. Her waist hadn't gotten any thinner since she gave birth to a child.
Looking at the bride's slender waist and everyone's praise for her, I suddenly felt a little jealous.
How could a poor girl get such a good first marriage?
In the hall, Jiang's mother, surrounded by her three sisters-in-law, sat in front of the shrine.
People in Zhaozhuang basically deal with coal mines, and every household has a shrine.
Shrines come in different sizes. The one in Jiang Baohai's home is only as big as a double-door wardrobe.
I used to have a small one at home, the size of a shoe box. It didn’t take up much space when nailed to the wall, so I would just worship it whenever I remembered it.
Now, Jiang Baohai has suddenly become rich. I don’t know who instigated it, but last year Jiang’s mother specially asked someone to buy such a large shrine and spent 2,888.
The actual wood is worth no more than sixty dollars.
When Jiang Baohai was reborn, he was already standing there, so he let her do whatever she wanted.
Jiang's father's tablet is also enshrined on the shrine, with Jiang's mother sitting on the right.
Aunt Yu Cuilian brought hot tea and said with a smile: "Please ask the new daughter-in-law to serve tea to her parents-in-law!"
Fourth aunt threw down a cushion.
Why only one?
Gao Qingya's face changed and she glanced at her sister quickly.
Gao Qinghe raised his chin and said, "Someone dropped something. Ya'er, move it away. Don't block me from serving tea to my mother-in-law."
Gao Qingya smiled inwardly, but didn't show it on his face. He moved quickly and kicked the cushion out of the crowd.
Fourth Aunt's expression changed, and she wanted to say that it was a cushion for kneeling.
But she was not as quick as Gao Qingya, a young man. The girl stood in front of her at some point and pushed the person out with her butt.
Fourth aunt exclaimed "Ah!" and almost lost her balance.
But there were people around her, supporting her.
Gao Qingya felt regretful that she was not killed by the fall.
This incident seemed to be just an insignificant episode, the tea ceremony continued, and no one mentioned the cushion.
But if you look closely, the expressions of the four aunts of the Jiang family are a bit subtle.
Second aunt Zhang Wen smiled the most gently and kindly, and said auspicious words one after another.
But Gao Qingya felt that she was the most fake. When she looked at people, her lower eyelids were squeezed upwards, as if she was deliberately forcing a smile, but there was no smile in her eyes.
And her sister's mother-in-law, Jiang Mu Qi Lianxin, is just a puppet.
She does whatever others tell her to do, as if she has no idea what to do.
He glanced at Jiang Yu, who was standing next to him with almost no presence.
Except for my brother-in-law, no one in this family is capable!
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