"Congratulations, come, I'll help you pick the vegetables."
"Thank you, thank you. You're a guest, so you don't need to come here and hustle. Hurry up and sit at the table. Everyone is almost here. Why are you here just now?"
"Hi, my child kept crying at home, and I coaxed him for a long time before coming here... I saw my brother and sister-in-law. I went to say hello first and talk to you later."
Today is the wedding day of He Ruixue and Jiang Yanxu. Although it is a simple wedding due to the social environment, the ceremony is quite grand.
The corners of the yard were spotlessly clean, red cloth was hung on the branches, and the He family members coming in and out were wearing bright red coats, which looked particularly festive.
Even the two dogs had big red flowers hanging around their necks, and their ears were fluttering and standing straight up. For fear of scaring the guests, they were locked in the kitchen, with their heads held high, hoping that a bone would accidentally fall off.
Chef Huang was in charge of the kitchen, and his apprentices, including He Qiu Sheng, who had been apprenticing for several months, helped prepare the food. The big pot was emitting white smoke as they were about to put the vegetables in.
The small pot next to it was stewing pig's trotters. It had been stewing since morning until now. It was cooked through with brine and could be easily removed from the bones with a light pinch.
There were twelve tables in the yard, each with ten dishes on it, and there were several large baskets of purchased vegetables alone.
Zhao Meiya was so happy that she transformed herself into a boy who brought wealth and bought more than a dozen chickens and ducks in the village.
He Ruixue was responsible for purchasing beef and mutton, and she went to the village she had met at the foot of the mountain before to purchase them. During the trip, she was given a large bag of mountain products as a gift.
Jiang Yanxu went up the mountain and hunted a lot of rabbits, and caught a big bucket of fish in the river, and brought them over last night.
He Chunsheng bought the pork and pig's trotters from Meng Yuqin. Someone in her family worked at the slaughterhouse, so they had saved the trotters in advance.
We grow a lot of vegetables at home, and we also have no shortage of eggs.
With the joint efforts of the whole family, the dishes on the table were particularly rich.
Except for one kelp, shrimp and egg soup, the remaining three soups are filled with solid meat.
Add to that three stir-fried dishes: fried pork slices, braised rabbit meat, and steamed fish, and six of the ten dishes are meat dishes. Anyone who sees this would say it’s extravagant.
The overbearing aroma of meat wafted out from the kitchen, making people drool just by smelling it.
Each household needs to bring their own food coupons to buy the staple food for the banquet.
He Ruixue was not stingy and took out the coarse grains and a small portion of fine grains that she had stored before. The staple food was steamed buns made of two grams of flour and two kinds of rice mixed with millet and corn.
As the banquet was about to begin, she sat in the bedroom and refused Zhao Meiya's suggestion to help her twist the dough with cotton thread. She also didn't want to wear the traditional bridal makeup with highland red.
At this moment, she was applying eyebrow powder to herself.
Wearing makeup will be criticized as petty bourgeois behavior, but no one will criticize you for wearing it on your wedding day.
The cosmetics she collected from everywhere can finally see the light of day. To be honest, she also learned how to make them seriously from a blogger in her previous life, but her skills have become rusty due to not using them for a long time.
The perfumes produced in 1950 were in the form of glass tubes, like miniature ampoules.
One end is pointed and the other end is thick, as thick as a toothpick. A set contains about twenty pieces, and each piece has a different aroma, giving you the feeling of opening a blind box.
He Ruixue took out one, broke it, and poured out the perfume inside.
Apply it on the palm of your hand first, then on the back of your neck. This one has the scent of roses and wind chimes, as well as a light sweet fragrance. The fragrance is strong but not overpowering.
Her rouge box is small, the size of a palm, but it has everything she needs.
Cream lipstick and powder rouge are lined up on the left, and narrow strips of mascara are on the right.
The eyelash brush is more like a toothbrush and is only as long as a thumb. The mascara is like a transparent watercolor paint. It is essentially carbon powder mixed with Vaseline. You need to drop water into it to dissolve it before you can use it.
Duck egg powder is also an old brand. Just pat it on your face and it will set your makeup very well.
Not to mention, even He Xiaojie was amazed by her painting. She stared at her face for a long time without saying a word.
It took a long while to come back to his senses. "Auntie, you are so beautiful. I want you to paint me when I get married. And you smell so good."
He Ruixue turned around and smiled at her, with red lips and teeth, pink and white skin, and a charm that had never been seen before.
I saw her wearing a red woolen coat, looking at herself in the mirror in front of the wardrobe, and then putting a simple silk scarf around her neck.
He Xiaojie thought that she must be very happy now to be able to marry the person she truly loves.
That’s great. I wonder if she can meet that person. If she does, will her parents agree?
"Brother, stop drinking. The wedding hasn't started yet. How embarrassing it would be if you got drunk."
Jiang Mengheng ignored him and poured wine into his mouth cup after cup. His eyes and cheeks were red, a shade darker than He Ruixue, who was wearing rouge in the room.
"Shameful! Am I not ashamed enough? Even if you're drunk, just carry me back and say I have something urgent to do. Haha, I want her to know that I don't even want to come here!"
Lu Cong snatched his wine glass while complaining in his heart.
You came so early even though you were not in a good mood, and you wore a red dress on purpose. People who didn’t know you would think you were the groom.
"He Ruixue, why did you get married? What should I do if you get married..."
He spoke incoherently and didn't even notice when the wine in the glass was replaced by water. Perhaps he realized something was wrong, but he was no longer in the mood to think about it.
Sadness blocked every channel in his heart. The blood had nowhere to go and could only burst out as tears.
Lu Cong was speechless. "Didn't you know she had a boyfriend?"
Damn it, who served the wine before the food?
Oh, so he brought it himself, that’s fine.
He sent two boxes, saying they were wedding gifts for He Ruixue, which made him look even more useless.
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