After the betrothal gifts were paid, the days passed faster and faster. Zhao Fangyu's bridal chamber was the largest east room in the house. Their house was built only a few years ago, and the room was spacious and bright. The room Zhao He gave him was renovated and was no worse than a new one.
The newly brought back beds and cabinets were decorated with red double happiness patterns, the bed curtains were also festive red, and the basin racks and wooden barrels were tied with bright red satin.
The table in the room was covered with a red cloth that extended all the way to the corners, with red candles placed on it. There were also several plates neatly arranged, filled with red dates, peanuts, longans and dried lotus seeds.
Zhao Fangyu's wedding dress was brought back from Yang Anjin on the day of the engagement. Zhu Cuilan even praised his craftsmanship and said the embroidery was extremely exquisite.
Yang Anjin didn't know Zhao Fangyu's height before, so Yun Qiao asked Zhu Cuilan for it and sent it to him. Last year's size was just right for him this year. Zhao Fangyu looked more honest than Zhao Luochuan, and he looked particularly neat in the wedding dress.
Zhao Luochuan and Zhao Fangyu were the opposite. After the New Year, he went to the mountains more often. On his last trip, he brought back dozens of wild rabbits and a whole live deer. He didn't want any of them and kept them all for Zhao Fangyu to be served as extra dishes at the wedding banquet.
Deer meat is no different from other meat. It is something that only the masters in the town can afford to eat. Deer meat is not common, and most people have never even smelled the aroma of the meat. Now when they heard that they had not tasted such a new thing at the Zhao family banquet, everyone was very excited. Lin Zhi even came to Zhao Luochuan's house on purpose to check on him the day before the wedding banquet, for fear that the venison that was about to reach his mouth would fly away.
Zhao Luochuan laughed and scolded him for being useless, but Lin Zhi didn't get angry. He just smiled and went back to tell his wife about it.
Mrs. Quanfu was the same aunt who had spread the bed for Yang Donghu last time. Zhu Cuilan had spread the mattress, and Mrs. Quanfu spread dried fruits all over the bed while muttering auspicious words.
Yang Donghu's belly is big now, so it's inconvenient for her to work. Zhao Fangchu wants him to have a rest, so he pastes the red wedding characters all over the windows.
But Yang Donghu couldn't sit still, so he followed him and handed him some rice paste to stick on the windows.
Zhao Fangchu was happy that his brother was getting married, so he cut a lot of red "囍" characters and pasted them all over the fence of the vegetable garden. When people came in from outside, they saw big red "囍" characters everywhere, which made people happy too.
Zhao Fangyu was nowhere to be seen, and he was very panicked. Thinking that Zhao Luochuan had experience in marriage, he wanted to ask him for advice. Zhao Luochuan remembered the grudge of forcing him to drink last time, and looking at his nervous look, he smiled and let him think about it himself.
The Zhao family was busy, and Yang Anjin's family was also busy. Yang Anchen asked Mr. Zhang for a few days off and pasted red and happy decorations on the door by himself.
Yang Anjin folded the wedding dress neatly and placed it at the end of the bed. Her fingers kept stroking the embroidery on the dress. She was as nervous as Zhao Fangyu.
When he was embroidering the clothes, he was still vague about getting married. Now that the "囍" character was pasted outside, he began to feel a sense of unreality.
The young man who was about to get married did not show any sadness about going to someone else's house. His face was more full of anticipation and joy. Zhang Lanzhen pushed the door open from outside and her eyes immediately turned red when she saw Yang Anjin for the first time.
"Mom, what's wrong with you?" Yang Anjin helped Zhang Lanzhen sit on the bed, held her hand and asked in a low voice.
Zhang Lanzhen thought that after tomorrow, Yang Anjin would completely become a member of another family. It would be difficult to see him every day in the future.
The more she thought about it, the sadder she became. The corners of her mouth curved downwards, and tears instantly fell: "Oh, if I had known, I wouldn't have promised you off so soon. You've been by my side since we were little. Now that you're gone, I feel empty inside, like something's missing."
Yang Anjin was infected by her sad mood, and the joy of getting married was mostly washed away by the sadness of the impending separation. He was speechless and choked with Zhang Lanzhen.
The two cried for a while before Zhang Lanzhen wiped her tears and held his hand tightly, saying, "Alright, alright, stop crying. Mom shouldn't say this. Hurry up and wipe your tears, or your eyes will be swollen and won't look good when you put on makeup tomorrow."
Yang Anjin sobbed and wiped away her tears, but she was so emotional at the moment that it was too difficult to stop crying.
Zhang Lanzhen knew that her son had good character, and that Zhu Cuilan's family were kind and gentle, but as a mother, she couldn't help but give him some advice: "When you go to someone else's house, you can't be as lax as you are at home. You have to serve your parents-in-law and take care of the chores around the house. You have to learn how to do it. You were spoiled at home, and I never asked you to do any rough work. The Zhao family is kind, and your Aunt Cuilan won't make things difficult for you. But you can't just take things in life, you have to give. You should learn from them and run your own little family so that you can live in harmony, don't you understand?"
"Yeah, I know." There were traces of tears on Yang Anjin's delicate little face, and Zhao Lanzhen wiped his tears.
"Fang Chu is a good kid, and Dong Hu is your good friend. You won't be bullied by the sisters-in-law if you go there. Fang Yu is capable and has a better life than anyone else. I just regret not letting you learn to cook more at home. Well, learn slowly in the future."
Zhang Lanzhen talked a lot until late at night when she took out a booklet from her bosom. She had been talking nonstop when she was instructing Yang Anjin just now, but when she took out this booklet, she started to stammer.
"Well, you're a boy, and your mother is very strict with you. She thought you were too young to tell you these things, and I'm embarrassed to say it out loud. I borrowed this booklet from your Aunt Xiang. Please take a look at it after I leave, otherwise you'll make a fool of yourself tomorrow night."
Yang Anjin took the booklet curiously. Although he didn't go to school much, he knew how to read. But he couldn't tell what the booklet said just by looking at the outside.
Seeing that it was already late at night, Zhang Lanzhen counted the dowry she had prepared for Yang Anjin again. She was not selling her child, so the betrothal gifts she should return were all there was, and the dowry was also well prepared.
Seeing Yang Anjin's confused look, she stood up and said, "After you finish reading, go to bed early. The aunt who will come to put on your makeup tomorrow will be here before dawn. The wedding dress will be very tight after a day of marriage. If you don't rest well, tomorrow will definitely be a difficult day. Do you understand?"
"Okay." Yang Anjin nodded. After watching Zhang Lanzhen walk out and close the door, he curiously opened the booklet to take a closer look.
He was caught off guard and flipped the page from the middle. At just one look, Yang Anjin was frightened by the two white bodies twisting together on the page. He screamed, and then thought that this thing should not be shown to others, so he quickly covered his mouth.
His face immediately turned red, and the booklet seemed to be scalding, so he threw it far away.
What is this!
Yang Anjin panted and stared at the booklet as if he was looking at a monster. The white area was really hard to accept. He hesitated for a long time before he dared to pick up the booklet again.
After taking a deep breath, he suppressed his shyness and slowly turned to the first page. He didn't know where Aunt Xiang got this booklet from. Not only were the pictures intricate, but there was also a small line of text next to it. Almost every page he turned to was like this, and the more he read, the more explicit it became.
Yang Anjin spent a lot of time to finish reading the booklet. When he saw the end, he felt dizzy as if the sky was falling. His mother said that this would be needed tomorrow night. Could it be that he and Zhao Fangyu would also fight like this tomorrow?
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