The last autumn rain continued continuously.
On the official day of the banquet, the rain eased a bit, but it had no intention of stopping.
Old man Chen put on a brand new cotton coat and tidied it carefully in front of the bronze mirror. He seemed to take it seriously.
Fu Zhu thought that he didn't like Zeng Yong and didn't like this wedding either. After all, in the past few days, she had often heard the old man scolding the Zeng family.
"This coat was originally made for my granddaughter. She didn't wear it, so it's an advantage for you, a little girl."
Old man Chen saw Fu Zhu in the mirror and couldn't help but say, "You look better than her, and you dress better than her."
"That girl has no sense and deserves not to be able to wear good clothes."
He sold a pig and bought this coat in the city. He originally wanted to give it as a surprise to the girl, but she thought the color was too earthy and not suitable for a little girl, so she kept it at the bottom of the box.
Fu Zhu looked down at the new clothes and couldn't help but twitch the corners of her mouth. Seeing the change in Old Man Chen's eyes, she quickly pulled the corners of her lips upwards into a hooked smile and said against her will, "It looks pretty."
"That's pretty much it." Old Man Chen nodded with satisfaction and took an umbrella, "Let's go have a drink."
Fu Zhu's umbrella was outside. The weather was humid and there was slanting rain. It had been left there for several days and it was still wet.
She opened her umbrella to cover herself from the wind and rain, and kept up with Old Man Chen.
The Zeng family lived in a courtyard with three entrances and three exits. They pulled a cloth over their heads to block the rain that had been falling.
The whole village came and there was no room to sit in the yard. Tables and chairs were set up outside and cloths were pulled, but wind and rain still came in.
"There are too many people inside, let's sit outside." Old Man Chen said calmly.
Fu Zhu wiped the water stains on the wooden chair and asked Wu Sheng to sit in the corner. She herself sat on the edge without paying much attention.
Old Man Chen looked at her actions and suddenly said, "You are a good person, you are so patient with your mute brother."
Wu Sheng had not spoken these days, so Old Chen thought he was mute. The age difference between the two is not much, so they naturally thought they were siblings.
Fu Zhu smiled and did not explain.
"Dong——"
The sound of the gong attracted everyone's attention.
"Zeng Yong is going to start his hypocritical words from the bottom of his heart again." Old Chen said dullly, feeling really unhappy in his heart. He poured himself a bowl of wine and drank it in big gulps.
Fu Zhu put one hand on Wu Sheng's bowl and looked at Old Man Chen, "What do you mean again?"
"Every time a sister gets married, she should act out the love between brother and sister in front of everyone."
If there was truly a deep love between brother and sister, he would not send his sister into a pit of fire.
No one in the Zeng family is good, but that girl Zeng Hui is really good, and she will help him feed the pigs if nothing happens.
Otherwise, he would not have agreed to give several of his pigs to the Zeng family to make dishes on the flowing banquet.
"Does he have many sisters?"
Old Man Chen sneered, "Not only many sisters, he also has many sisters!"
After marrying the elder sister, he will marry the younger sister. Villagers with daughters will be grateful to their Zeng family. Isn’t the status of the Zeng family becoming more and more stable?
Fu Zhu peeled off a plate of peanuts and pushed it in front of Old Man Chen, asking him to drink so as not to get drunk just by drinking.
Old Chen picked up a peanut and threw it into his mouth. He chewed it twice. Fu Zhu's words made him choke. "Do Zeng Yong's sisters have as many peanuts as this plate?"
"Ahem! Ahem! Ahem..." Fu Zhu quickly carried it for him.
Old Chen took a sip of wine, swallowed the peanuts in his throat, and said angrily, "You girl, why are you telling jokes so coldly!"
Comparing these peanuts to Zeng Yong’s older sisters, what did he eat?
Zeng Yong’s sister, or Zeng Yong’s sister?
Fu Zhu greeted him with a smile, and Old Man Chen couldn't even utter the words. He glanced at the peanut plate, estimated and said, "It's about right."
Fu Zhu's little face was startled. She just peeled the peanuts and didn't count them, but they must be over thirty.
Old Man Chen added: "Including his cousins."
"Zeng Yong's father and uncle have more wives."
That's pretty much it. Fu Zhu saw that Zeng Yong had finished his speech and casually gave Wu Sheng a piece of ginger.
The stew was passed around, and old man Chen quickly put it into the bowl with quick eyes and hands. The rest of the people at the table looked at him.
The old man glared, not feeling embarrassed at all, "My pig, can't I just eat a piece of meat?"
We are all from the same village, and we also know that Old Man Chen is very precious to his pigs. I don't know what the Zeng family said to him, but he donated all the pigs generously.
Since it's his pig, let him be.
Everyone went to pick up other dishes.
Fu Zhu saw that Old Chen was eating with gusto and didn't know what to say.
Before, he had been talking about his precious pig at home, and he was indifferent to food and drink, but now he is eating well.
Fu Zhu didn't move her chopsticks much. She was waiting for the sedan chair to pick up the bride.
What kind of family is this that makes Old Chen, an outsider, always angry and dissatisfied, feeling that the Zeng family is cheating their daughter.
After a long time, there was still no sedan chair coming despite the rain.
The running water table is almost finished.
"Please invite the bride to board the sedan!" A sharp female voice sounded among the noisy crowd, and everyone fell silent instantly.
Several tall and strong villagers bent down and carried a big red sedan from the side room, and dropped it at the entrance of the courtyard.
The sedan is embroidered with rich peonies and phoenixes singing in harmony, and strings of wind chimes hang from the top of the sedan.
Very common sedan style.
Several childish little girls supported the bride and walked out of the courtyard, with tears on their faces.
People who don't know think that they are reluctant to let their elder sister get married, and the sisters have a deep love for each other. In fact, they just saw Zeng Hui get married, as if they saw their own future.
"Miss Zeng, please get on the sedan chair," the matchmaker urged.
She doesn't care about the bride's sisterly love, she just wants to finish the wedding as soon as possible and collect the reward.
Zeng Hui calmly let go of her sister's hand, and with the help of the matchmaker, she got on the sedan.
The matchmaker smiled and said, "Get up the sedan!"
The sedan chair was a little unstable when it was lifted up. Zeng Hui tilted her body and the red hijab fell off.
She didn't pick it up, and just let the red hijab fall at her feet.
Zeng Hui slightly lifted the curtain, looking for something in the crowd.
Her eyes were locked on one person. Old Chen didn't look here and was talking to a girl wearing a flower coat.
"You're leaving? Don't wait until the rain stops?"
Fu Zhu opened the umbrella and covered Wu Sheng under the umbrella, "No wait."
Old Man Chen was a little disappointed, but he quickly returned to normal, "I have long disliked you, so I might as well leave early to avoid upsetting people."
Fu Zhu naturally knew that he was telling the truth and said in a soft voice, "But when I meet Mr. Chen, we are very compatible."
The way he said this made him seem unkind.
Old Chen turned his back and waved his hand, "Let's go, let's go."
Fu Zhu led Wu Sheng towards the rain curtain.
When Old Man Chen turned around again, the girl who stayed overnight had disappeared.
When he came he left without a trace, and when he left he left without a trace.
The sedan chair also went up the mountain.
He hasn't seen that girl Zeng Hui for the last time.
Fu Zhu followed the sedan chair leisurely, the rain sounded urgent and the wind chimes sounded slowly.
Knowing that she was following someone, Riji lowered her voice and asked curiously, "Fu Zhu, do you want to see what the bride looks like?"
Everyone has been to the Chinese Valentine's Day, and I am humble enough to write
(End of chapter)
