Around 6:30 pm.
Cui Yulan was holding a bowl of noodle soup in her hand and strolled to the drying yard. Quite a few people had already gathered there by then.
The drying yard is the place for meetings when there is something important to do, and it is a good place for everyone to relax at other times.
"Have you heard? Liu Xiaoling got married this afternoon, and she married Chen Jianbing." Aunt Jing said, and sipped the half-dry soup in the bowl. She almost choked on a piece of sweet potato.
Someone immediately asked, "Are you talking about Chen Jianbing who came to break off the engagement with Wen Wan yesterday?"
Aunt Jing nodded repeatedly, as if the other party had guessed correctly, "Yes, it's her. I heard that she went to the Liu family to propose marriage this morning and gave a betrothal gift of 88 yuan."
"Don't talk nonsense. I heard from Liu Xiaoling's grandmother that the betrothal gift was fifty yuan." The person who lived diagonally opposite the Liu family retorted. She heard Liu Xiaoling's grandmother talk to matchmaker Zhang with her own ears when she was squatting in the toilet in the morning.
Seeing everyone's suspicion of her, Aunt Jing put down her bowl and didn't even bother to eat. "Chen Jianbing likes Liu Xiaoling, and the extra thirty-eight yuan is for Liu Xiaoling as a dowry.
Moreover, they also gave the Liu family brown sugar, pork, biscuits, wine and other things, which was much more than what they gave to the Wen family when they were engaged. "
As she spoke, she gestured with her hands, for fear that what she said was not clear enough and would make everyone doubt the accuracy of her information.
"Wen Wan is so unlucky. She was going to get married in a few days, but now her good man has gone to someone else." Someone sighed.
Cui Yulan happened to hear this and loudly retorted: "My little Wan is not at a disadvantage. We should be thankful that she didn't fall into the fire pit."
"Cui Yulan, don't say the grapes are sour because you can't have them. That can only be because your Wen Guan is not destined to be a platoon leader's wife." Aunt Jing's face was full of pity for Wen Guan.
Cui Yulan laughed in anger, "Chen Jianbing saved the wrong person, and it's obvious that he didn't take my little Wan seriously.
Moreover, he was a grown man and he didn't say anything against the engagement, but when the time came he made excuses. He is just a coward.
You say that Chen Jianbing is good, but I don’t think so. A woman should be discerning when getting married, and not just look at the superficial appearance.”
After listening to what Cui Yulan said, the others all agreed with it.
However, there were also some people who were jealous and couldn't stand Cui Yulan's dissolute behavior.
"Cui Yulan, what's the point of saying more? The fact is that your Xiaowan's engagement was broken off, and Liu Xiaoling got lucky." Aunt Jing spread her hands and laughed.
Seeing a few slices of fat on top of the noodle soup in Cui Yulan's large bowl, he couldn't help swallowing.
"Hey, everyone, take a quick look. The food at Cui Yulan's house is probably better than that at the village head's house." Aunt Jing deliberately raised her voice, "Did they buy it with the 40 yuan that the Liu family gave as compensation?"
Seeing that everyone was looking at her, Cui Yulan didn't hesitate to pick up the chopsticks and took a big bite. She then deliberately picked up a large piece of greasy meat and stuffed it into her mouth.
The people around were drooling as they watched.
"Jing Chunhua, if you hadn't told me, I would have almost forgotten something." Cui Yulan put the bowl on the stone table, took out a handful of candies from her bag, and gave one or two to each person.
After distributing the candies, he cleared his throat and said, "To share the good luck with everyone, this is our Xiaowan's wedding candy. This morning, Zhou Haoting brought his family and the matchmaker to my house to propose marriage. He gave two cans of malted milk, twenty kilograms of pork, and two pairs of pig's trotters..."
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