During the busy autumn harvest, Cheng Wanwan gave all the workers in the workshop a holiday.
In my previous life, in the 1990s, the school even gave students a holiday every autumn harvest, allowing the children to go home and help harvest rice.
Under the scorching sun, the villagers are busy in the fields, ranging from elderly people in their 60s and 70s to children as young as four or five years old, doing whatever they can.
This year, Cheng Wanwan has become much more relaxed.
There are ten long-term workers in her family, so she does not need to go to the fields personally for this matter. She asked Mrs. Ma to make tea to relieve the heat and deliver it to the fields every hour to prevent busy people from fainting from heatstroke.
In five or six days, all the rice at home was collected, dried, threshed and stored in the warehouse. After all the work was done, half a month passed.
The warehouses are full of rice, which is the happiest thing for rural people.
The old Zhao family is also going to have a happy event, the wedding of Zhao Dawang and Wang Damai.
During the Dragon Boat Festival, the two families decided on a wedding date. In late July, when the autumn harvest was over, they had to hurry up and get married.
In rural areas, there are not so many things to pay attention to. That is to say, life is getting better now, so I have prepared a lot of items needed for the wedding in advance.
Mrs. Zhao prepared a lot of betrothal gifts, and Mr. Wen also added some more privately. Similarly, the Wang family also brought a lot of dowry, and it took them three or four times to pull it all with an ox cart. It was the only one in the village.
The day of the wedding was a cloudy day. It had been hot for so long and suddenly cooled down, which made the old lady say good luck.
"Boss, wife, you don't have to do anything today. You will be the one to officiate." Old Man Zhao took a puff of dry smoke and said, "You will be the one to preside over the wedding. The lives of their two children will definitely be prosperous and prosperous."
Cheng Wanwan was a little ashamed.
Even in modern times where etiquette is not important, she, the widow of a dead man, would not be allowed to officiate at the wedding. The old Zhao family really did not shy away from it at all.
She turned to look at the villagers. They all acted as if they were taking it as a matter of course and didn't think anything was wrong.
It seems that she is a bit superstitious and old-fashioned.
So I had to agree.
The sky was getting brighter and the yard was getting more and more lively. The old Zhao family also invited a festive procession with gongs and drums to make the celebration even more festive.
"The groom has finally packed up!" Matchmaker Zhao pulled Zhao Dawang out of the house. "Have the boys who went to pick up the bride dressed up? Come here quickly!"
Zhao Dawang was wearing a bright red groom's suit, and his face must have been treated, making him look fair and fair, and somewhat handsome.
Those who went to pick up the bride were their brothers, Zhao Erwang, Zhao Sanniu, Zhao Sidan, and Zhao Tiezhu from the same family. The four of them were in pairs, and the numbers were auspicious.
After everyone arrived, we set off. The distance between the two houses was not far, so we could just walk there.
The wedding team walked in front, followed by a team playing gongs and drums, followed by villagers and countless lively children.
The last time Zhao Ergou got married, it was considered a marriage to a wealthy family, but this time it was a wedding held by the villagers themselves. The two were completely different, and the villagers felt more integrated.
Cheng Wanwan was sitting in the yard, listening to the lively sounds gradually fading away. She couldn't help but went to the back to help.
Mrs. Wen is Zhao Dawang's biological mother. Today, she was not asked to be the chef. Instead, someone from the village who knew how to cook a big pot of rice was invited to take charge of the cooking. Mrs. Wen and Mrs. Sun were both helping.
The meals prepared by Lao Zhao's family are also very sumptuous. Although there are only six dishes, they include fish and meat, which are well matched. If the banquet of Cheng Wanwan's family is considered first, then Lao Zhao's family is second.
"Sister-in-law, why are you here? It's very smoky here, go and sit outside." Wen came over and took away the work from Cheng Wanwan, "You are the one officiating today, so you can't dirty your clothes."
Cheng Wanwan said helplessly: "When the two dogs got married, you were busy from morning to night. How could I hide outside and be lazy, just picking vegetables? What a big deal."
Mrs. Sun came over and said: "After Dawang gets married, Chunhua will be the next one. Can my sister-in-law help introduce a good one to Chunhua? I will remember my sister-in-law's kindness all my life."
"Whether it's good or not, you have to like Chunhua herself." Cheng Wanwan picked vegetables quickly, "The old lady is aware of this matter, and his third aunt will just wait."
Sun opened her lips and said nothing.
It's not that she doesn't believe the old lady's vision, the main thing is that the old lady only knows people from the village, and her daughter goes to the city every day to make money. She wants her daughter to marry a city man, but she doesn't dare to say this, for fear of Being laughed at.
"Hey, they're all here." The kitchen curtain was opened, and two people walked in, Aunt Zhao and Second Aunt Zhao. They smiled and said, "I came here early just to help."
Now Chen Erniu and Lin Yu'er are both working in Dahe Village, and the relationship between the two sisters-in-law and the old Zhao family is getting closer and closer. They come in to wash and chop vegetables.
This conversation turned to the topic of their children's marriage. Aunt Zhao said while kneading the dough: "The Chen family has a distant nephew who is very nice. He is tall and strong. He is mainly capable. He has opened a family in the city. If you do business in a small shop, you can make a lot of money in a month, how about giving it to Chunhua?"
Mrs. Sun was a little moved, but then she thought, if the young man is so nice, why not introduce her to his daughter? The second girl hasn't said anything about kissing her yet.
She twitched her lips and said, "I don't care about Chunhua's marriage now. It all depends on Chunhua's own wishes."
Aunt Zhao slapped her thigh: "Oh, how can you listen to a little girl's movie about important things in life? Let me tell you, that young man is really good. If you miss it, you won't be able to find such a good person in the future... "
The more attentive she was, the more panicked Mr. Sun became.
She suffered a loss in this matter once, and this time she decided not to pick a fight, blaming it all on the old lady anyway.
Cheng Wanwan's eyes showed approval, Sun finally made some progress.
At the door of the kitchen, Chunhua lingered for a long time with a pot of vegetables, and she kept talking about her marriage inside. It was really hard for her to go in, for fear of being surrounded by her eldest and second aunts.
She put down the vegetable basin, carried two wooden buckets, and prepared to fetch water from the well.
There was a wedding event at home today, and there was too much water. Five tanks of water had been used this early in the morning, and she had to quickly pick up a few more buckets for backup.
"Chunhua, leave it alone, I'll do it." Ah Fu ran over from nowhere, "How can you, a girl, do menial work?"
"With your small body, can you do it?" Chunhua didn't believe it. "Forget it, let me do it while you go and do other things."
Afu suddenly became anxious: "Who said I am small but I am strong? Get out of the way and give me the pole. I will pick up two buckets of water for you to see!"
While the two were arguing, Aunt Zhao came out of the kitchen. When she saw Chunhua, she immediately said, "Hey, Chunhua, come to Auntie. Auntie has something to tell you."
How could Chunhua not know what her aunt was going to say? She had just heard it so clearly outside that she didn't dare to step forward at all.
She said vaguely: "Auntie, if you have anything to do, let's talk about it later. The water tank is almost empty. I have to go fetch water quickly."
"You girl, why are you running away!" Aunt Zhao stepped over and said, "Aunt Zhao wants to tell you something great. The Chen family has a distant nephew who is one year older than you. He is very capable and is looking for a wife. Well, I think you two are very compatible, otherwise..."
Halfway through the sentence.
Suddenly Ah Fu screamed: "Oh, let me go, why is this barrel so heavy? My feet are swollen from the impact."
He was just carrying the barrel, but for some reason it fell on his foot, and he was jumping up and down holding his foot.
"I just said you can't do it." Chunhua immediately changed the subject, "You can rest while I'm going to get some water."
Before Aunt Zhao could say anything, she picked up the bucket and ran away quickly.
