No one is unwilling to care about face. If they have the conditions, they all want to make their own home look good.

Feng Aihua cleaned the bicycle until it was spotless, just like a new one. She pushed it into her new house at night for fear that it would be stolen if left outside. So she tied a big red flower on the hood of the bicycle early the next morning. It looked so beautiful in the sunlight, and many people came to see the wonder.

Even though they had met before Feng Qingxue got married, they still couldn't help but take a few more glances at her.

Feng Aihua was wearing a neat old military uniform, three-jointed leather shoes, and a small red flower on her chest. She looked a little silly with her grin on her face in Feng Qingxue's eyes, but others said she looked energetic and good-looking.

"Okay, Aihua, you are the best-looking groom today!"

"Let's go, let's welcome the bride!"

There were not many people going to pick up the bride. Apart from the groom, there was only Feng Teng, the leader, and a few young men, and they all walked.

When the young men surrounded Feng Aihua and walked towards the wedding road, and gradually walked away, Feng Qingxue gently tugged at Ma Haiyan's collar, "Sister-in-law, are you only going with so few people? Why not take a mule cart?"

Last night, she stayed in her room with Feng Qingyun and Ma Haiyan, while Feng Aizhong stayed in the same room with his brother.

After a night of getting along, and with the affection they had developed from previous interactions, Feng Qingxue asked questions directly when she had any.

Ma Haiyan responded in a low voice: "My sister, you took several carts of dowry when you left home. Do you think other girls have dowries? I didn't have any at that time, and neither did your second sister-in-law. The matchmaker told my parents-in-law in advance that your second sister-in-law didn't have any dowry. Who would be happy if she came back empty-handed by sending a mule cart? It would be better to ask them to walk."

Feng Aihua's wife was Guan Xiuying. Not only did she have no dowry, she didn't even have decent clothes.

In such a cold day, she was wearing a single shirt and pants with patches on top of patches. Her hair was sparse and yellow, her face was pale, and she looked thin and weak. She was sitting sideways on the back seat of a bicycle, but she was wearing an old military uniform top. The clothes looked big and empty, making her feel a little uneasy. Feng Aihua, who was riding a bicycle, was only left with an old cotton jacket and military uniform pants.

She told the young man who went to pick up the bride in private that Guan Xiuying was shivering from the cold when she went out, her face turned blue, and she was wearing only a pair of torn straw sandals. Fortunately, the military uniform was made of woolen material and could block the wind, otherwise Feng Aihua would have taken off her old cotton jacket and given it to her.

Aunt Feng quickly opened the box, found her old cotton-padded jacket and trousers, and asked Guan Xiuying to go into the house and change into them first.

Seeing this, Ma Haiyan hurriedly took out her cloth shoes and gave them to her.

After Guan Xiuying changed her clothes, Feng Aihua put on her military uniform again and saluted and toasted under the chairmanship of Feng Shuanzhu.

Later, Feng Qingxue heard gossip and learned that Guan Xiuying lost her parents when she was eleven years old, and she had a younger brother and a younger sister. Her brother was five years younger than her, and her sister was one year younger. Now her brother was thirteen or fourteen years old, and her sister was married first. Only then did she agree to get married, but the condition was 200 kilograms of grain, just to leave more food for her brother after she got married.

"She's a good child, hardworking and good-natured. Even though her family conditions are not so good, we don't mind her." Aunt Feng said to Feng Qingxue, who was sitting in front of the stove and didn't want to sit at the table. "Although the second child will have to take care of her brothers in the future, we have no objection! Isn't it that you help me and I help you these days?"

Feng Qingxue had already seen through it. If she disliked it, Uncle Feng's family would not agree to the marriage.