When the auspicious time comes, the newlyweds come to visit the church.
As the officiant, Cheng Wanwan came in handy at this time. She did not need to control the process. She mainly gave a speech, which was equivalent to a beautiful congratulation to the newlyweds. She did not waste everyone's time and ended it simply. The wedding ceremony After that, they were sent to the bridal chamber, and everyone sat down to have a banquet.
Most of the people in the village were invited to have a feast, and tables were placed inside and outside the courtyard. The sounds of laughter, clinking glasses, and frolics...were intertwined into a beautiful life.
"Dawang is also married. It's time for us old guys to get old." Mrs. Zhao rarely drank half a glass of wine, and her voice was filled with joy and a trace of sadness. "I used to think that living sixty years old was enough. Seeing that I am sixty years old, I am reluctant to die..."
"Mom, what are you talking about?" Cheng Wanwan said, "Granny Zhu is seventy this year. She has a sharp ear and eyesight. She estimates that if she can live to be eighty, you can also live to eighty."
Old Mrs. Zhao laughed: "Old Mrs. Zhu can't die. What will happen if the tiger dies?"
People are like this. When they were living in hard times, they felt that living a sufficient life was enough. Now that life is getting better and better, who would want to live a better and better life?
Cheng Wanwan couldn't help but sigh. When she first came to this era, she really wanted to go back, but now that she's used to it, she couldn't bear to leave.
It has only been a year since she came here. It seems like more than ten years have passed. The daily routine of daily necessities has been integrated into her bones. She enjoys the peaceful life now.
"Come on, come on, drink!"
Everyone toasted in celebration and continued talking and laughing.
The wedding banquet didn't end until the moon came out. The women helped clean up, while the children went to the back to make noises about the wedding. We are all from the same village and have the same customs. They don't mind each other when it comes to making noises. From time to time, there are sounds of booing over there.
"These brats!" Old Man Zhao shook his head with his hands behind his back, "Erwang, you too, why are you just watching these brats making trouble for your brother and sister-in-law? Hurry and drive them away, don't delay the wedding ceremony!"
Zhao Erwang nodded and ran towards the new house. After a while, all the boys in the village dispersed.
At this moment, Ah Fu suddenly came over and said, "Master Zhao, I rolled some tobacco for you. Do you want to light the fire?"
"Who is still smoking this late at night?" Old Man Zhao said this, but he honestly took the cigarette and asked Ah Fu to light it and let out a comfortable breath, "The boss's wife bought this tobacco from Huzhou. Yes, I can’t even bear to use it. It’s such a waste for you to put so many at once!”
Ah Fu chuckled: "Don't I want to ask Mr. Zhao about something?"
Old man Zhao found a chair and sat down, listening attentively.
"That's it, what..." Ah Fu suddenly became nervous, "I just heard Aunt Zhao and Uncle Zhao talking about Chunhua's marriage. After Dawang's wedding is completed, will Chunhua be married off?"
Old Man Zhao's eyes narrowed: "You little brat, your thoughts are either on carpentry or on your young master. When did you care so much about the affairs of our old Zhao family?"
"Ahem!" Ah Fu choked on his own saliva, and his face turned slightly red. Fortunately, it was dark, so he couldn't see it.
He coughed for a while and then said, "Isn't this what happened to Sun Xiaolei last time? I was afraid that Uncle Zhao would be confused and push Chunhua into the fire again..."
Old Man Zhao stared at Ah Fu for a long time, then puffed out a smoke ring and said, "I wonder if you want to be my grandson-in-law?"
"No, no!" Ah Fu stood up suddenly, "I, I didn't mean that, Mr. Zhao, I was just worried about Chunhua, really! I have no other thoughts!"
"Hey, why are you so anxious!" Old Man Zhao pulled him to sit down again, "What's the relationship between the two of us? We have been friends for many years. We have such a good relationship, so you don't want to tell me what's on your mind?"
Ah Fu pursed his lips. He raised his eyes and saw that not far away, Aunt Zhao and Second Aunt Zhao were preparing to leave, but they insisted on holding Chunhua to talk. The word "marriage" could still be vaguely heard.
He hesitated and gritted his teeth and said, "Yes, I like spring flowers."
"Hahaha, that's enough. You're a good boy!" Old Man Zhao patted him on the shoulder, "My old lady and I both like you very much and recognize you as our grandson-in-law. However, Chunhua doesn't want it. We are the elders." I won’t force her, so you have to ask Chunhua what she means.”
Ah Fu's eyes widened: "I, I can ask myself?"
Shouldn't there be a middleman for this kind of thing?
"You and Chunhua are so familiar, what's the point of being embarrassed?" Mr. Zhao didn't care at all. "No, Chunhua is cleaning the dishes over there. You just happened to go over to help. If she agrees, propose marriage as soon as possible and set the date. Come down, if you don’t want to, I’ll find a better one for you.”
When they were young, they would decide for themselves which girl they fell in love with. People in the village didn't have as many rules as in the city. They would be nice to whoever they liked. Once they went back and forth, they would really get along. How could there be so many Winding and twisting.
Ah Fu was pushed hard by Old Man Zhao.
His whole face suddenly turned red.
A torch was lit in the yard, and the light shone on his face, making him look like a cooked crab.
"What's wrong with you?" Chunhua raised her head and looked at him doubtfully, "Why is your face so red? Are you sick?"
"No, no!" Ah Fu stammered, "I, I want to talk to you about something."
Seeing the serious look on his face, Chunhua thought it was a very important matter, so she quickly put down her work and nodded: "You say it, I'll listen."
As she finished speaking, she saw Old Man Zhao and Old Mrs. Zhao walking over, hiding behind a pile of firewood, acting a little sneakily.
She frowned: "Grandpa, Grandma, what are you doing hiding there?"
"The moon is pretty good today." Old Man Zhao touched his beard guiltily, "We two are appreciating the moon, hahaha."
Old Mrs. Zhao glared at the old man, insisting on dragging her in to eavesdrop when the young man was talking to each other. She was still so childish despite her age.
If adults get involved, things will get a little different.
So, the old lady quickly dragged the person away.
After such an interruption, Ah Fu's mentality gradually calmed down. He took a deep breath and said, "Your aunt has been arranging your marriage today. What do you think?"
Chunhua wiped her hands: "My grandma has the final say in my marriage, and my aunt's decision does not count."
Ah Fu was secretly happy that Grandma Zhao had recognized him, and he had passed the test among his elders.
He spoke slowly: "What if the person you get married to is me, will you still be so resistant?"
"What did you say?!" Chunhua raised her head suddenly, "Did I hear it wrong just now? Can you say it again?"
Ah Fu's eyes were glaring and he said word by word: "During this period, I went to Daheyan Restaurant every day. On the surface, I was communicating with Dawang about carpentry. In fact, I wanted to see you... I don't know when. You are the only person in my heart and dreams, I dare not tell anyone, I am afraid of offending you..."
Chunhua's eyes were opened as wide as possible, her face was full of disbelief, and her cheeks were dyed red.
