The day before the wedding, Wen Ruan's maternal grandparents, uncle, aunt, and two cousins all came to the Wen family to help.
That evening, Wen's mother came to Wen Ruan's room and handed her a box. Wen Ruan opened it, and her mother said, "The jade bracelet inside is a dowry from your maternal grandmother, and this silver bracelet is a gift from your uncle and aunt. Your father and I have saved up some money over the years. You are our only child, so everything here is yours." She then handed over a savings book.
Wen Ruan opened her savings book and was shocked by the amount: five thousand yuan. At this time of year, twenty yuan could support a whole family; this was undoubtedly a huge sum. It seemed the elderly couple had practically emptied their savings. Wen Ruan wanted to refuse.
Seeing her meaning, Wen's mother pressed Wen Ruan's hand and said, "The Song family gave a dowry of one thousand yuan. Your parents don't want this money, but we've rounded it up for you. Take it with you. We heard from the Song family that they wanted to buy you two a house. Take this money with you and live a good life as a couple."
A few tears welled up in Wen Ruan's eyes. She had hardly experienced any family affection in the modern world, but after coming to this era, she met parents who were completely devoted to her and good to her, as well as relatives who treated her sincerely. She was deeply moved.
"Why are you crying? You'll always be your parents' good daughter. Besides, our two families live so close together. If you miss us, just come and visit."
"Your father and I were worried that arranging this marriage for you might harm you, but we know the Song family's character and they are trustworthy. Plus, with your father's kindness to you, we will be more tolerant of you no matter what." As she spoke, Wen's mother's eyes reddened. Her daughter, whom she had pampered for eighteen years, was getting married tomorrow.
After composing herself, Wen's mother took out a red-covered booklet from her bosom and stuffed it into Wen Ruan's arms, telling her to read it carefully that night. She also instructed, "After you've read this, hide it well so no one else finds it."
Seeing her mother's furtive behavior, Wen Ruan became curious. She turned to a page, her face flushed red, and she quickly closed it and tucked it under her pillow.
"You need to read this carefully, especially the parts that girls need to take care of, otherwise you might get sick and suffer the consequences."
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Wen Ruan felt her face burning hot. Fortunately, her mother felt she had given enough instructions and left.
Wen Ruan curled herself up in the blankets and rolled around on the bed, trying to forget what she had just seen.
Thinking about marrying Song Yan tomorrow, she couldn't help but feel a little worried. Although she had already made it clear to Song Yan that their marriage was just a contract, she wondered if she had misunderstood him. His recent behavior didn't seem to reflect that. But no matter what, they had already come this far.
Where else can you find such a good deal: a married, capable, and extremely handsome man? You can have him without having to take responsibility!
Even if I get divorced later, I don't need to be afraid. By then I will have gone to university. At that time, universities not only waive tuition fees but also provide living expenses. After graduation, I will be assigned a job. I will be able to support myself.
Even if all else fails, there are still Wen's father and mother, and that box of dowry, all of which will provide for her future.
I spent the whole night lost in thought, and before I knew it, the night was over.
Before dawn the next day, Wen's mother woke Wen Ruan up and specially invited Granny Guo, the most famous woman in the neighborhood who had lived with four generations of relatives, to perform the facial facial ritual for Wen Ruan.
The facial surgery was extremely painful, but thankfully Wen Ruan didn't have much fine hair on her face.
After her face was opened, Wen Ruan did her own makeup, braided her hair, and then put it up in a bun. With her makeup and hair done, Wen Ruan went to change into the wedding dress that her mother had specially commissioned a tailor to make. It was somewhat like a modern cheongsam, but the slit wasn't as high as a normal cheongsam; it only reached her calves.
After getting ready, Wen Ruan came out, much to the astonishment of the Wen family. Wen Ruan looked like a refined lady straight out of a painting, with a beautiful face, fair skin, and bright, clear eyes beneath her willow-leaf eyebrows. The small mole under her eyelids added to her captivating charm.
Just as the family was lamenting how lucky Song Yan was, Song Yan arrived with a group of people to pick up Wen Ruan.
Song Yanlai's wedding procession was unprecedented in the area, led by a military green jeep followed by six or seven bicycles. This spectacle attracted attention wherever it went.
As soon as Song Yan went upstairs, he was stopped by Wen Ruan's two cousins. They made him drink and play games, but the closer he got to Wen Ruan's room, the more he thought about the girl he had been longing for sitting inside, waiting for him to come and marry her. He couldn't contain his excitement.
He gave his brother Song Heng a look, and Song Heng understood. He then led his men to block the two brothers in front of them, ignoring their struggles.
Song Yan strode forward and knocked on the door: "Ruan Ruan, I've come to pick you up."
Wen Ruan heard a voice coming from outside the door, low, clear, and melodious.
"Who are you? What are you doing here?" Aunt Wenruan's cheerful voice came from inside the house.
"I'm here to pick up Ruan Ruan." After saying that, he slipped a handful of red envelopes through the crack in the door.
Those around him opened the envelopes and were shocked by Song Yan's generosity. Each envelope contained a 100-yuan note, and there were six or seven of them in total, which was equivalent to a normal person's monthly salary.
"Ruan Ruan is the apple of our family's eye. Can you promise to treat her well after you marry her?"
"I will, I will always love her, protect her, and treat her well!" Song Yan's firm voice rang out, eliciting cheers from behind him.
Following behind Song Yan to welcome his bride were his close brothers who had grown up with him since childhood. They were quite surprised to see him so gentle and yielding for the first time.
My aunt felt it was about time, so she opened the door.
Wen Ruan subconsciously looked up.
As soon as Song Yan entered the room, he saw the person sitting on the edge of the bed.
It was as if the whole world had suddenly fallen silent, and the two of them had nothing but each other in their eyes.
Song Yan had always known how good Wen Ruansheng was, and every time he saw her, he could discover a different kind of beauty in her.
But today, Song Yan believes that Wen Ruan surpasses the past, with beauty that strikes straight to the soul.
Her fair and translucent skin was as smooth as tofu, and her beautiful eyes were shimmering like rippling water, captivating and enchanting.
Song Yan's brothers followed her in. Although they had all grown up together and had a clear understanding of Wen Ruan's beauty, the impact of her beauty on everyone today was a hundred times stronger, so much so that the whole room suddenly fell silent for three seconds.
Song Yan snapped out of his daze and immediately picked up the bride.
"Phew!" Wen Ruan was startled and quickly wrapped her arms around his neck to steady herself.
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