Perhaps she used too much force, and one of the younger children was knocked to the ground.
The child started crying loudly, but Shumei didn't look back or pay any attention and continued walking into the house.
The child's parents came over and helped the child up, then shouted at Shumei's back, "Isn't it just a second marriage? You're so proud of it, thinking your red envelope is huge. Come on, Zaizi, we don't want her family's red envelope. Mommy will take you to the Fu family to ask for a red envelope. They're very generous, not as stingy as this family. Just because you have a few bucks, you think you're so great and treat others like dirt."
Boyi's elder sister had tried her best to persuade her, but the woman kept chattering away.
His elder sister had no choice but to grab a handful of red envelopes and stuff them into the child's hands.
"Sister Zhong, I'm so sorry, my sister-in-law—come here, Zizi, take these red envelopes and stop crying!"
She really didn't know how to explain to her fellow villagers. They came to celebrate with them with good intentions, but she gave them the cold shoulder.
She didn't know what medicine Shumei had taken wrongly, and she looked so sullen.
The child finally stopped crying when he saw the red envelope. The woman stopped chattering when she saw the child stop crying and looked at the smiling Sister Boyi.
"Sister Zhong, calm down. I'm busy now, so I won't say any more to you."
His eldest sister finished speaking hurriedly and chased into the house.
The yard was in an uproar, even noisier than before.
"Shumei, why don't you say something? Where's Boyi? What happened? It's like a commotion out there."
Wen Dazui is a person with an impatient personality. Seeing Shumei remain silent, she became extremely anxious.
"Sister, where are Ningning and Youchen?"
"Oh! They're both fine. The two little ones were arguing all night last night, clamoring to see you and Boyi. They're sleeping upstairs now! Don't change the subject. Tell me what happened."
Shumei was not only sleepy at this moment, but her stomach was also growling with hunger. She stood up and poured herself a glass of water to satisfy her hunger.
At this time, Sister Boyi also hurried in.
Shumei slumped in the chair, looking like she was troubled.
Boyi's elder sister also asked anxiously, "Shumei, please say something! The courtyard is full of guests, and it's already past midnight. What are you and Boyi doing?"
"Sister, I'm afraid Boyi won't be able to come back for the wedding banquet today. Let everyone have dinner and then go home!"
"What are you talking about? Do you think this is just a child's game? There's no bride and groom at this wedding banquet. Let's have dinner and go."
"What else can we do? We've already prepared the meal, spent the money, and paid their share. Can't we let them eat?"
Shumei felt uncomfortable, and she didn't realize that her tone of voice was a bit harsh.
Seeing her like this, Boyi's eldest sister was so angry that she was speechless. It seemed like she was meddling in other people's business. She had taken so much trouble to run around for them, but she didn't expect Shumei to be so ungrateful.
Shumei seemed to be aware of Sister Boyi's displeasure and hurriedly explained, "Sister, I didn't mean to yell at you. I'm sorry, please don't be angry. I—my mind is a mess right now, and this is the best way I can think of to deal with it."
"Okay, I'm not that petty. I'm in a critical situation now, so why would I be angry with you? Where's Boyi?"
"Yes! Shumei, where is Boyi?" Wen Dazui also echoed.
Shumei then told Wen Dazui and Boyi's eldest sister the news of Qianqian's death and Boyi's current situation.
Wen Dazui and Sister Boyi sat there, listening attentively. They were so frightened that they didn't want to interrupt her.
"How could this happen? Qianqian was a very likable girl and a nice person, but I didn't expect her to end up like this." Wen Dazui also felt sorry for Qianqian's death, and his expression became solemn.
Boyi's eldest sister had never met Qianqian, but she had heard Boyi mention her. Although her face didn't show sadness, her mood wasn't very good either.
"No matter what, he can't do this! He's dead, and no matter how much he feels guilty and blames himself, he can't come back to life! He's not a three-year-old child anymore, he doesn't know the seriousness of the situation, and doesn't he know that the house is full of relatives and friends today? If I were here, I would definitely tie him up and bring him back."
Boyi's elder sister looked furious, complaining that Boyi did not know the difference between the important and the unimportant, leaving such a mess behind, which made her worried and anxious.
This is really like being shot even when lying down. Who did you offend?
She was so anxious that she stood up from the stool and paced around the room, so angry that it seemed as if she could only breathe out but not in.
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