When Wang Dabao got married, everyone in the compound gave him a wedding gift, and even Qin Huairu brought 50 cents.
However, with five people in their family, five cents wasn't even enough for them to eat.
"Jia Zhangshi, eat slowly, leave some for everyone. Look at you, you haven't eaten meat in eight lifetimes." An old woman couldn't bear to watch any longer. Everyone had just taken a bite when Jia Zhangshi had devoured the entire plate of braised pork.
Auntie Er also looked disgusted: "That's right, there are so many of us here, and we all gave five yuan as a gift. What kind of behavior is this, eating and stuffing like this? There are quite a few leaders here today. It would be such a disgrace to our compound if they saw this."
"Eat it or not, come on, have some meat."
Madam Jia didn't care about their attitude. She had already given up, and no one in the courtyard gave her a friendly look. Before, they could chat with her at her doorstep, but now no one paid any attention to her.
"Xiao Dang, hurry up and pick whichever you like, it'll be gone in no time." While urging her grandchildren to eat, Jia Zhangshi didn't forget to shovel food into her own bowl, as if she hadn't eaten in eight lifetimes.
Aunt Yi and the others found this extremely distasteful, but in the end, it was Second Aunt who came up with a solution. She brought over the dishes and divided them among themselves, leaving the rest on the table. Even if Jia Zhangshi wanted to eat more, she couldn't.
Seeing Jia Zhangshi glaring with her triangular eyes, everyone finally felt relieved.
"Mom, what Second Aunt said makes sense. A lot of leaders came to Da Bao's wedding. We can't embarrass ourselves," Qin Huairu whispered a reminder from the side.
Jia Zhangshi didn't even raise her face: "Whether the leaders come or not, what does it have to do with our family? I just know that if I give a gift, I have to eat it back. That's 50 cents! You could buy so many nice things with that money."
Seeing that she couldn't persuade her, Qin Huairu could only smile awkwardly at the middle-aged woman next to her.
"Hey, isn't this Qin Huairu? You know Section Chief Wang?" Director Li from the logistics department glanced at her and exclaimed, "Oh my god, isn't this the widow who helps out in the kitchen? He's been eyeing her for a long time, but he couldn't bring himself to do it before because of Sha Zhu's protection."
I heard that Sha Zhu is dating someone now, and Director Li's mind is racing again. He tried to get her interested a couple of days ago, but Qin Huairu was all smiles and reluctance, which made Director Li quite intrigued.
Director Li was startled to find out they were running into each other here, wondering if the two were related.
Qin Huairu quickly stood up: "It's Director Li! Today is the wedding of our brother Dabao. Our two families are on good terms, so he'll definitely be coming to the banquet."
"Oh, I see."
Upon hearing Qin Huairu say that the two families had a good relationship, Director Li's heart skipped a beat.
Oh no, we can't afford to mess with Qin Huairu anymore. I need to remind Liu Lan when we get back not to pick fights with Qin Huairu all the time. If Wang Dabao blames him, he, a mere logistics director, won't be able to handle it.
As one leader after another arrived, people like Director Li had to stand aside and didn't even have a seat.
Even the Party Secretary of the steel rolling mill came, but he didn't eat. He stayed for a while and then left with several factory directors.
Even though they wanted to eat, Wang Dabao didn't prepare a table for them.
The wedding went smoothly, and the affairs of the courtyard were left to Liu Haizhong and others. Although there wasn't much leftover food, Yan Bugui and the others were still quite satisfied and took some home.
Sha Zhu cooked the vegetables while groveling, too embarrassed to save any for him beforehand. He was in his own yard, and Wang Dabao was handling things, so he felt awkward.
Wang Dabao mentioned it when he passed by, and that's when he saved a spoonful of braised pork for himself.
On their wedding night, they still couldn't consummate their marriage, but Wang Dabao had a solution. Xiao Su shyly cooperated, which gave him a little pleasure.
Wang Dabao took five days off, and the two of them stayed in the courtyard for two days before transferring a vehicle from the factory to Wangjialou Village.
Another banquet was held at Wangjialou. Third Master had prepared Wang Dabao's old courtyard in advance and heated the kang (a traditional heated brick bed) to make it warm. Wang Dabao couldn't control himself and drank a bit too much. He was helped home and spent the night sleeping on the kang in his old home with Xiao Su in his arms.
I slept incredibly soundly that night.
The next day, Third Grandmother, who is Wang Tiangao's mother, brought breakfast. Xiao Su thanked her profusely, but Wang Dabao had already started eating.
After the meal, Wang Dabao took Xiao Su for a walk around. The back mountain had always been a place he wanted to go hunting, but he hadn't had the chance yet, and this time he didn't have the time.
He didn't dare to wander around with Xiao Su, in case they encountered wild boars or something, Xiao Su might have a miscarriage, and that would be a loss.
When the two returned to the Xiao family's apartment building, it was already dinnertime.
When Wang Dabao returned from Wangjialou, the villagers brought him a lot of local specialties from the mountains. Wang Dabao and his driver had to make several trips up and down the stairs to get them all into the house.
When Wang Dabao left, he gave the driver cigarettes and alcohol. Although it wasn't a long journey, what should have been a one-day trip turned into two days because of Wang Dabao's drunkenness.
Now that their daughter and Da Bao are married, the Xiao family elders are at ease.
Xiao's mother's desire to retire grew stronger, and she was focused on taking care of her grandson.
Time flies, and Wang Dabao's first child was born—a boy.
Upon seeing the child, Wang Dabao felt tears welling up in his eyes. Whether it was the continuation of blood or something else, he didn't know. He only knew that there was now one more person in the world for him to care about.
Xiao Zhenguo named him Wang Zhengen, and his nickname was Enen.
Just as Xiao Su had recovered from her illness, her mother issued an order: the elderly couple wanted a granddaughter and told Wang Dabao and Xiao Su to decide what to do.
Wang Dabao also felt sorry for his wife, so he could only put the matter aside for the time being.
However, after giving birth, Xiao Su became increasingly mature and reserved, unable to relax in the family compound. So Wang Dabao had to drag Xiao Su to the courtyard house every day.
After repeated efforts, Wang Dabao is now absolutely enamored with his wife.
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