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When Zhao Ping opened her eyes, it was already bright outside the window.
She turned over and sat up, rubbed her sleepy eyes, and saw her husband sorting his clothes in front of the mirror, looking a little anxious.
"Brother Wenbin, why didn't you wake me up? What should I do if I'm still asleep?"
Huang Wenbin walked over and sat on the edge of the bed, pulling the quilt up for her with a doting smile.
"It's okay, there's no rush. It's still early to go to your house."
Zhao Ping lightly hit the back of Huang Wenbin's hand, feeling a little annoyed.
"I'm not talking about going to my house. How can a new bride sleep so late after entering the house? I have to get up early to prepare breakfast for the family."
"Oh, I thought it was a big deal. I asked you to cook something. You were exhausted last night, so you need a good sleep. Wenxia and the others can sleep until noon on their days off. My parents are used to it."
When Zhao Ping mentioned last night, her cheeks flushed involuntarily, and she said coquettishly, "Anyway, you were wrong."
Huang Wenbin held her in his arms and said with a smile, "Okay, okay, it's all my fault. So, I'll help you put on your clothes."
Then came the sounds of the two people whispering, laughing and playing in the bridal chamber.
After cleaning up, the couple walked into the kitchen. Huang's mother saw her son and daughter-in-law being affectionate and greeted them with a smile:
"Come and eat, the pot is warming up for you."
Zhao Ping apologized to her mother-in-law embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, Mom, I got up late today. I will definitely get up early to cook tomorrow."
Huang's mother lovingly patted the back of her daughter-in-law's hand and comforted her: "It's okay, I'm used to getting up early because I work early, you don't have to compete with me. Little girls need to get more sleep, you're still growing."
After saying that, he pointed to Huang Wenrong's room and said, "Look, those older than you haven't woken up yet."
Zhao Ping felt relieved when she saw that her mother-in-law was really not angry.
After dinner, Huang's mother urged them to set off for Zhao's house.
"Wenbin, take the fruits, cakes, cigarettes and alcohol prepared in the main room and quickly accompany Xiaoping back home."
Zhao Ping quickly stood up and stopped her mother-in-law.
"Mom, you don't need to take anything. We've already given enough gifts."
Huang's mother was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Isn't that before the wedding? You must not go home empty-handed this time, it would be embarrassing."
"Then we just need to bring fruits and cakes, and no cigarettes or alcohol. This is what all the girls in our village do when they get married and return home." Zhao Ping's attitude was extremely firm.
When Huang's mother heard her daughter-in-law say this, she no longer insisted. She just gave them a few instructions and sent them out.
On the way, Zhao Ping said to her husband seriously, "Brother Wenbin, when we get to my house, don't agree to anything my parents, relatives, or friends ask of you. If anyone wants to find you a job, just refuse directly, and it's best to be a little aggressive with me."
"Ah, why is that?" Huang Wenbin looked confused. It was the first time he heard such a request.
Zhao Ping's eyes were firm and her tone was sincere: "Just listen to me, Brother Wenbin. I know what kind of people my relatives are. I want to live a good life with you. I don't want them to embarrass you, nor do I want them to take advantage of us."
Huang Wenbin was deeply moved when he heard this. He grabbed Zhao Ping's hand, pulled it to his lips and kissed it, jokingly saying:
"A married woman is like spilled water. You've been so devoted to me, and if I treat you badly in the future, I'll be punished."
"Pooh, pooh! Stop talking nonsense." Zhao Ping hurriedly stopped him.
Arriving at the Zhao family's house, the courtyard was already bustling with activity.
Three large tables were neatly placed in the middle of the yard, with many relatives of the Zhao family standing around them.
When Zhao Ping and Huang Wenbin came in, someone immediately came up to them and tried to get close to them.
"Xiao Ping is back. Look at how different a person is when they marry well. She's become a completely different person after just one day of marriage."
"Yes, Xiaoping, what gifts did you bring this time? Let us all get some of the gifts." Another relative asked.
"Just like Sister Xiaomin, she brought cakes and fruits. I just don't know if the brands are the same. After all, we didn't get any of the credit when Sister Xiaomin came back."
Zhao Ping's answer was lukewarm, and it was obvious that she was not prepared to give face to these relatives.
"Hey, why do you talk like that? Can your sister Xiao Min be the same as you? You are marrying into the city, and your husband's family is in business." The harsh relative said unconvinced.
"Why is it different? Aren't all girls from the Zhao family raised in Zhaojia Village?" Zhao Ping showed no sign of weakness, with a hint of stubbornness in her tone.
"Okay, okay. Xiaoping just came back. Let her go inside and have a heart-to-heart talk with her mother."
The elders around tried to smooth things over and pushed Zhao Ping into the house.
Inside the house, Zhao's mother was doing needlework. Seeing her daughter come in, she asked with a squinting look:
"Why are you talking to your Fifth Auntie like that? When you go back to your parents' home, you must bring back some cigarettes and alcohol. There are so many people outside waiting to share them."
Zhao Ping frowned slightly and replied, "Brother Wenbin sent me so many cigarettes and alcohol before we got married. I don't have the face to ask my in-laws for more."
Mother Zhao was a little angry at her words and snorted coldly: "Forget it, I won't say so much to you, you stupid girl."
As she spoke, she stretched out her hand and said, "Here."
"What do you want?" Zhao Ping pretended not to understand.
"What did you say to take? Where's the gold necklace? Didn't we agree to bring it back when you return home and leave it at home for your brother to marry?" Mother Zhao glared at her with a reproachful tone in her voice.
Zhao Ping lied without blushing, "My mother-in-law took it back. Yesterday, everyone saw that I only brought back two quilts from my parents' home, and they laughed at me for marrying such an in-law with only a 6,000 yuan betrothal gift. That day, my mother-in-law was so angry that she took away the gold necklace and the gift of changing her name."
"What? How could they do this? I have to go talk to your mother-in-law." Mother Zhao was a little excited.
“If you want me to be sent back by the Huang family, then go.”
Zhao Ping said coldly, "Yesterday, because of the dowry issue, I was already despised by them. This morning, I had to beg Brother Wenbin to come here. We don't have a marriage certificate."
"This... Doesn't Wenbin like you very much? Why doesn't he protect you?" Mother Zhao felt a little guilty.
Zhao Ping sneered and asked, "If my brother gets married, and gives the woman 6,000 yuan as a gift and only gets two quilts in return, can you be nice to his wife?
I begged you and dad so much back then, but you guys weren't willing to give me more face. What's the point of saying this now?"
Mother Zhao was so angry that she threw her sewing onto the table. "It's all your grandma's fault for giving such bad advice. I told you not to let your dad listen to her. Now look what happened. The cooked duck flew away."
"Mom, I advise you to talk to Dad nicely. I'm not old enough to get a marriage certificate, nor can I get pregnant and have children. You'd better not cause trouble for Brother Wenbin and his family, otherwise I won't be able to find a good family even if I look for one after I'm sent back." Zhao Ping deliberately emphasized her tone.
"Okay, okay, okay, I get it. Don't stand here. It makes me upset just looking at you." Mother Zhao drove her out impatiently.
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