Except during the busy farming season, people were not seen here. Now that they were free, they gathered in groups. A sharp-eyed old woman who liked to gossip saw Zhu Cuilan pushing a cart from afar and started to call out to her anxiously, fearing that the cart would not come this way.
The women who were talking were all married women. Not only had they been married before, but their sons and daughters were also grown up and had married men. So when they saw the cart tightly wrapped in red cloth, they knew what was inside.
"Cui Lan, it's true that you want to marry a new wife, but you're too impatient. There's still half a year left. Why are you making the wedding quilt so soon?"
It was Sister Lin who was speaking. Zhu Cuilan smiled when she heard it and said, "Who isn't in a hurry to get married? Why are you picking so many cucumbers?"
In front of Sister Lin stood a pile of long, straight cucumbers, all covered with small white thorns and topped with small, withered yellow flowers. As she asked, she casually picked one up, rubbed it with her hand, and handed it to Zhu Cuilan and Aunt Zhao: "Try it, it's freshly picked. I'm pickling it."
In addition to Mrs. Lin, sitting next to them were Chen Ran's mother Jinzhi and Yun Qiao's mother.
Zhu Cuilan took the cucumber and took a bite. It made a crunching sound. The cucumber was not sweet and not juicy, but in the summer, this was the only vegetable that grew in large quantities in the vegetable garden. The others needed to be cooked before they could be eaten.
The bundle on the cart was so large that it didn't look like two quilts. Jinzhi, because of Chen Ran, had become close to Zhu Cuilan. She looked at the bundle and asked, "How many quilts did you make for such a large bundle? It looks quite heavy."
Zhu Cuilan held up four fingers and gestured: "Four beds. All the bedding for all seasons is here."
"Oh, Auntie, you're so willing to spend money. Actually, it's no wonder. An Jin's family is really well-off. We have to spend some money too, right?"
Although Mrs. Lin's voice was a little sharp, the villagers were familiar with her and knew that she was just harsh in her words, so they didn't take it to heart.
Zhu Cuilan smiled and said, "It's not me who's willing to do that, it's Dachuan who's willing to do that. He can't bear to see Donghu suffer any injustice. He's always thinking about how Donghu didn't live a good life before, and he's been trying to make it up to him in every way. Now, seeing other young men getting married and wearing wedding clothes, he, a rough man, feels that his husband is being wronged, so he chose a good day to make up for all the things that happened during the wedding. Look, the quilt he just made."
Everyone present was stunned after hearing this. Mrs. Lin, looking at the cart full of things, was the first to react: "But, Dachuan and Donghu have lived together for a year, how can we hold another wedding?"
"What's the point of explaining it? It's the first time for both of them. It's just a little later. Good things are worth waiting for." Yun Qiaoniang had seen a lot, and this was not a big deal. It was just that the man felt sorry for his wife, so she couldn't help but say a few words to defend the two of them.
Zhu Cuilan smiled at her and continued, "That's what I meant. You all know that Wang Dujuan is a wicked person. It was only by some strange coincidence that she came to our house from Donghu. When she first came, her face was sallow and her arms were not even as thick as my wrists. I've been thinking about it for so many days and I feel that Donghu must have had a hard time. When Dachuan mentioned this to me, I agreed without hesitation. We even picked a date. It's the same day Donghu came last year, September 20th. I also asked someone to calculate it, and it's not a bad date either."
"That's good news. It's only been a few days. You kept it secret very well and didn't leak any information before." Jinzhi interrupted with a smile.
"It's not that I don't want to tell you, it's just that Dachuan is tight-lipped. He insisted on finishing everything before telling Donghu. He said it was a surprise. Well, I don't understand these young people's tricks, so I just let them do whatever they want."
The women present followed her words and praised Zhao Luochuan, which made them think of their own husbands who looked like wooden blocks and had no understanding of romance, and they couldn't help but sigh again.
Mrs. Lin felt sad when she heard this. A year ago, Zhao Luochuan was a person that everyone in the village was afraid of. Now she has only had her husband for a year, and look at how she spoils him all day long.
When the villagers have nothing to do, what they like to do most is to spy on other people's lives. Although Yang Donghu doesn't go out often, his clothes and complexion look much better than before. And the last time Yang Donghu fell into the water, Zhao Luochuan carefully carried him back, and the worry on his face was real.
In the past year, apart from encountering some troubles with bad people, there has been no news of any quarrels or discord between the couple. Every time they were outside, Zhao Luochuan protected her like a treasure. Anyone in the village who was not blind could see it.
"Dachuan is really thoughtful. Look how much he cares about his wife and thinks of everything. Donghu is really lucky to marry such a caring man. Unlike us, we have to take care of everything at home and outside by ourselves, and everyone is willing to help."
Mrs. Lin's heart was filled with sourness, and the words she said were even more sour than those taken out of a vinegar jar. As she spoke, she stood up and rummaged through the things in the car with her hands. This sight made her feel even more uncomfortable.
Jinzhi stood up with her and exclaimed when she saw the wedding quilt: "This is satin, right? Oh, it looks different. It looks so slippery just by looking at it."
They had just picked some vegetables and were afraid of getting them dirty so they didn't touch them. They just took a look through the package.
Yun Qiao's mother didn't react much. Her family was well-off. Although the Zhang family couldn't afford such an expensive wedding quilt when their daughter got married, they were relieved that Yun Qiao was not neglected at all after the wedding.
No one in the Yun family loves money. Yun Decai is the village chief and a role model. What they value is Zhang Chengping's character, not his family background. However, when Yun Qiao got married, the Yun family still gave her a satin quilt as a dowry.
Zhu Cuilan seemed to have not heard Mrs. Lin's sour words, and continued to smile: "Dachuan specifically told me that young people care about appearances and don't know how to save money. This is the only time in a lifetime, so don't feel bad about spending this money."
Mrs. Lin just likes to compare herself with others. She is not very cunning and can't think of any bad intentions. She just said it. After hearing this, she didn't continue to nag. Instead, she turned to Jinzhi and said, "Hey, isn't your Chen Ran engaged to the boy from the Li family? Look how comfortable he is. Why don't you talk to Zihong's mother and ask his family to prepare a satin wedding quilt as well."
Jinzhi wasn't angry, she just waved her hand and said, "Well, Dachuan earns more money going up the mountain, but that job is so dangerous. You're jealous that he has money to give to his husband. The Li family is an ordinary family. I think the silk and cloth are good enough. Chen Ran is interested in people, not bedding."
"That's right, look at your mouth. Is it because your Lin Zhi made you dumplings stuffed with pickled cabbage? Your voice is sour. Dachuan will treat you to a feast tomorrow. Eat more meat to get rid of the sour taste."
Yun Qiaoniang also smiled and joked with Mrs. Lin, then changed the subject. Mrs. Lin had no bad intentions, so she laughed it off and forgot about it.
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