Chapter 296: Daughter's Wedding 4

The Wang family set up a wedding tent with twelve tables under it. The guests at the first table were all Wang's relatives, especially the closer ones, such as Wang Jiao's uncle and aunt, Wang Fengqiao's husband, the father-in-law of the three Wang Dachun brothers, Feng Qinglei, and so on.

If Lu Jiang was at home, he would also have to sit at this table.

Guests have always been respected since ancient times, and members of the Wang family, even Wang Zhengguo, were not qualified to sit at the table.

However, Wang Zhengjun sat down at the table without any hesitation and sat in the upper seat.

The father-in-law of the three Wang Dachun brothers and Wang Fengqiao's husband Chen Dazhuang were chatting nearby and had not sat down yet. Seeing this, they looked at each other and turned to sit at the second table.

Wang Zhengguo clasped his hands and apologized to them from a distance.

"What is he doing here? To ruin Jiaojiao's happy event?" Wang Fengqiao wanted to rush out when she saw this, but Feng Qingxue quickly grabbed her.

Before Feng Qingxue could speak, Miao Fengqin came in with a gloomy face, obviously very unhappy, "Feng Qiao, don't go, you are a married lady, you can't show up, your eldest brother knows it!"

"What is he doing here on Jiaojiao's good days? He hasn't been back for years, and now he's causing trouble! He's putting on such a stinky air!"

"I think, no one comes to visit for no reason. After a few drinks, your elder brother will surely be able to get something out of him." Miao Fengqin comforted her sister-in-law in a soft voice, "Don't think about it. How can he cause any trouble in our Wanglou Brigade?" Her elder sister-in-law, her brother-in-law, and her sister-in-law were all brought up by her husband. As the elder brother, he knew very well what their temperaments were.

"Yes, auntie, Sun Wukong cannot climb over the Five Finger Mountain of Tathagata Buddha."

Wang Fengqiao's face looked better. "The feast has begun. Hurry up and take a seat. It's cold, and the food won't taste good if it gets cold."

"I was just about to tell my aunt that I won't be joining the table." Feng Qingxue said.

Miao Fengqin and Wang Fengqiao heard this and asked what was going on.

"The wedding tent is drafty on all sides, so the food will be almost cold when it is served on the table. I will go home to eat. I have a whole family at home."

Lu Jiang was not at home, and Lu's father was concerned about his background and was unwilling to attend. Feng Qingxue did not like eating at the same table with a group of men, especially did not want to see Wang Zhengjun who was describing the wonderful life in the city to his brother. After much persuasion, she turned down Miao Fengqin's requests to stay and returned home before the meal started. The family ate a meal that was no worse than the Eight Bowls.

After dinner, the children went to wash the dishes. Feng Qingxue stood under the eaves and prepared to digest the food in the yard. But she saw Zhang Erya peeking out and waved at her. "Erya, what's the matter? Come in and tell me."

Zhang Erya came close to her with her legs tucked together, with a sad face, "Aunt Xue, I might be dying soon."

Feng Qingxue was startled. "What's wrong? We just moved into a new house and stocked up on food. Good days are ahead. How come we are about to die? Silly girl, don't talk nonsense."

Wang Zhengguo kept his promise. After the autumn harvest and before winter, he gathered the local elders and villagers to build four adobe and thatched houses for the children. The boys lived in the west room, and the girls, who were more in number, lived in the two east rooms. Because the children had no beds, he specially built a kang, which was only available in the north, and connected it to the kitchen stove outside, so that they would not have a hard time enduring the winter.

The work points of several children did not meet the standard for receiving food rations, so Feng Qingxue paid more than 20 yuan for them.

Zhang Erya's tears fell down and she choked up, "I'm really dying, Aunt Xue, I've been bleeding for two days and it won't stop. When the blood is gone, I will definitely die."

Feng Qingxue's heart moved, and she hurriedly asked where the bleeding was. After she found out, she couldn't help but laugh.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

"Silly girl, you have grown up, not dying. Come in and I will tell you!"

(End of this chapter)