His breathing became rapid and he groaned in pain from his throat. He pinched his knee with his hands to relieve the pain. After a long time, his knee still hurt, but he couldn't say anything.
He was feeling better now. When he left, there was no food on the table. He had been busy all morning, but ended up eating nothing. Fortunately, if he could hold on for a few more days, he could return to the city and get away from this weird family of theirs.
The two of them ate everything up. When Wang Cuihua saw him come out, she was still picky, "Look, you put so much rice in the rice. Dad and I are so full. It will take a long time to eat all this rice. Don't you know how expensive rice is, you are the head of the family?"
He was so full that no one left him any rice. Did they really think he was an iron man, working all the time without eating? The village warehouse belonged to him. He could just go there and take what he needed. Why did he need to buy rice? He endured it. It was only for a few days, so it was nothing.
"Chen Dong, go wash the dishes quickly, then go to town to buy groceries."
Wang Long arranged everything that needed to be done. He hadn't even eaten yet, but he still had to wash the dishes. He was really treated as a servant in his family. He couldn't breathe and it was stuck in his neck.
Although he was extremely reluctant, Chen Dong still went. It would be of no benefit for him to fall out with them at this juncture. Not only would he not be able to return home, but Wang Long would not let him off easily either.
After washing the dishes and drinking some water, he rode Wang Long's bicycle to town.
Wang Cuihua looked at his back and said, "Dad, he married me so I could go back to his home."
"Don't worry, I won't let him go. He's your man and he should stay in this village with you and protect you." Wang Long comforted him.
"Dad, you are still the best to me." As she said that, Wang Cuihua hit Wang Long twice.
Wang Long felt like he was going to heaven after being hit twice by Wang Cuihua's "shy" blows. It was so painful that a different emotion suddenly surged in his heart, and the feeling was a bit complicated.
He held Wang Cuihua's hand, a trace of anxiety on his face, and said, "Oh, I forgot to ask him to buy clothes. You can't wear such casual clothes tomorrow."
When Wang Cuihua heard this, she immediately became anxious and said to her father, "What should we do?"
Wang Long frowned and thought for a moment, then his eyes suddenly lit up. He realized that Chen Dong wasn't far away yet, so if he yelled over the radio, maybe he'd hear him. He quickly told Wang Cuihua and hurried to the radio room.
Wang Long ran to the broadcasting room, breathless, his heart still pounding. He patted the microphone, cleared his throat, and said, "Ahem, hello everyone, I hope you can hear me! I'm the village chief. Chen Dong, when you go to town, remember to buy Cuihua a new dress! She'll wear it to her wedding tomorrow."
After shouting this, he paused, then said loudly: "Everyone heard it, tomorrow is my daughter's wedding day, the whole village must come, and the gift must be more than two cents. Anyone who doesn't come is a grandson!" After shouting this, he breathed a sigh of relief and turned off the microphone.
At that moment, Chen Dong was riding his bike when he heard Wang Long's cry on the radio. He sighed inwardly and thought about going to town to buy Wang Cuihua some clothes, and maybe even a set of bedding and pillowcases.
Although he was somewhat reluctant about this marriage, he had no choice but to do as Wang Long asked. He pedaled hard on the bicycle, and the wheels turned quickly on the dirt road, as if to leave all the troubles in his heart behind.
Thinking about marrying Wang Cuihua tomorrow, his heart grew heavier. But when he thought about being able to go home after the wedding, the marriage didn't seem so unpleasant anymore.
Arriving in the town, Chen Dong pushed his cart through the bustling crowd, his eyes scanning the shops one after another, but he felt no joy in his heart.
He picked up a red dress, looked at it and put it down again. This size was too big for Wang Cuihua. He picked up a blue shirt and tried it on. He guessed she wouldn't like it. He picked and chose but didn't see anything suitable.
Chen Dong gestured to the salesperson about Wang Cuihua's figure and asked if they had a size like hers. The salesperson took one look at the dress he pointed at and said, "We don't have that size."
Then she took out a black and red patterned dress and gave it to him, "This has sizes, do you want it?"
Chen Dong took a look at it and thought it was okay and festive, so he said, "Wrap it up for me."
He sighed softly and waited for the salesperson to pack the clothes. After paying, Chen Dong went to buy bedding and pillowcases, randomly picking the most ordinary styles, thinking that it was just for show and there was no need to buy too good ones.
After paying and waiting for her to pack up, I went to buy some dead pork surrounded by flies. My money was almost gone.
After buying the things, Chen Dong put them on the back seat of the bicycle and tied them with a rope. He looked up at the sky and saw that the sun was setting. He knew it was time for him to go back.
Riding back on his bike, Chen Dong's mood remained gloomy. He recalled Wang Cuihua's disdainful eyes and mocking words, and a pang of pain pierced his heart. He felt like he had no place in this family, like a chess piece at the mercy of others. But fortunately, he would soon be free and home, and by then, he would be free to do whatever they wanted.
Back in the village, Chen Dong parked his bicycle and walked into Wang Cuihua's house with his shopping. Wang Cuihua saw him coming back and hurried over to check the clothes he bought.
"What kind of clothes is this? It's so ugly!" Wang Cuihua frowned and looked at the ugly clothes wrapped in paper. Isn't this what the old people in the village wear? He didn't take it to heart at all, or did he think that she, Wang Cuihua, was the same age as those elderly people in the village? He threw the clothes on the ground angrily.
Chen Dong said nothing, but silently placed the clothes on the bed. Wang Long came over, looked at the clothes, and said, "It looks good to me. The red color is also quite festive."
Wang Cuihua glanced at Chen Dong angrily and said, "Dad, take a good look at this. This is not what the old women in the village wear. I don't want to wear this ugly dress to get married. You want to make a fool of yourself, but I don't want it." After saying that, she walked out and slammed the door.
Wang Long picked up the dress and looked at it carefully. He felt that the dress was not good-looking except for the pattern. It was not a big deal if Cuihua was not satisfied and refused to get married. The news had been leaked, and there was no reason for her to quit.
She glanced at Chen Dong, who had no anger on his face, and discussed with him: "Chen Dong, change your clothes to a brighter color first. Make sure she is satisfied before you get married."
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