In the afternoon, when the sun was setting, Qu Xiaolan was busy working in the yard. The quick-talking matchmaker came in a hurry. She thought the matter was done. Unexpectedly, the quick-talking matchmaker poured cold water on me. She said that no matter what I said, Dong Pai would not believe me. Dong Pai said that he was mostly buried in the earth. Would other girls think highly of him? Doesn't this mean he needs to be lifted up and stumbled?
Qu Xiaolan became a little anxious when she thought about her daughter's dizziness and encountering a strange person's enlightenment. If she didn't marry Dong Pai as her wife, something would happen if she didn't have a shield to withstand the evil arrows that the evil spirits were waiting for. For my daughter, this is a matter of life and death.
Just as she was about to say something else, the Kuaizui matchmaker spoke again. However, Dong Pai said this to me. If what you Kuaizui, the matchmaker, is telling the truth, you should call Bao Maoying to my house in Ma'anshan. I will ask him personally. Is she really willing to marry me, an old man who is over fifty years old?
She put one hand on her hips and clenched her hand into a fist and shook it - Dong Pai's words make sense. Now I only hear you say that your daughter is willing. Your daughter has not told me, and I don't know whether she is really willing or pretending to be willing. Qu Xiaolan said, then you can only ask Mao Ying to go with you to Dong Pai's house in Ma'anshan to make a wish to Dong Pai in person. The quick-talking matchmaker nodded and said, "One thousand words and ten thousand words are not as good as one actual action."
At this time, Dong Pai was cutting firewood on the mountain behind the house. Every time he cut it into a pile, he would divide it into several bundles and carry it down the mountain in load after load. Gradually, the sky became dark, and the bundles of firewood on the mountain were also picked up. After that, wait until the next day to push the bundle of firewood on a cart to Jinse City, dozens of kilometers away, for sale.
That afternoon, Dong Pai had just picked up a load of firewood and went down the mountain. Before he could reach the door, he saw the quick-talking matchmaker who had been coming to greet her with a smile and shouted, "Dong Pai, I brought her here, I didn't coax you!"
It was indeed good. Behind Kuaisui Matchmaker stood the girl Bao Maoying with long black braids, her head slightly lowered. Dong Pai thought to himself: Isn't this the sun rising from the west? Bao Maoying has always looked down on me, a bad old man. I have always been wishful thinking. What's going on? He was puzzled. He quickly stacked the bundles of firewood in the field, swatted the leaves and grass clippings on his body, and was thinking about what to say to Kuaizui Matchmaker or Bao Maoying, but Kuaizui Matchmaker pointed to Bao Maoying and said, "Dong Pai, your luck is in love." Here you are, the golden girl of the Bao family has come to you for a blind date, but you still don’t welcome her properly.
Dong Pai still asked himself in his heart: Is this true? He glanced at Bao Maoying, who looked shy, and found that Bao Maoying was also looking up at him. Dong Pai, who has developed an autistic and inferior character due to long-term loneliness, did not have the courage to look her in the eye. The fast-talking matchmaker, who was very caring and meticulous, pointed at him and said, Dong Pai, you should talk to Miss Mao Ying!
Dong Pai said, wait a moment. He unlocked the door, pushed the door open, and welcomed Kuaizui Matchmaker and Bao Maoying into the main room to sit down. Then he went to the kitchen to clean his hands, then took out a cloth bag from the cabinet in the main room, and took out a floral handkerchief folded into a heart shape. He held it carefully with both hands, walked out of the main room door, returned to the main room, faced Sitting on a wooden chair, Bao Maoying said, if you really come on a blind date, accept this gift.
No, this is not a gift, it should be a token. Bao Maoying stood up from his seat and did not answer. She said, Dong Pai, this floral handkerchief originally belonged to me. You know best. I will give it to you as a token. So I can't take it back. If I take it back, wouldn't it mean that I took back the token I gave you? Dong Pai's mind immediately pictured the scene of this flowered handkerchief flying down from the rock and landing on his face. At that time, I was lying on my back on the mountain!
At this moment, Dong Pai smiled knowingly, took back the flower handkerchief folded in the shape of a heart and took it out, took it in his hand, looked at Bao Maoying and murmured, I gave it to you last time, but this time?
I want it, I want it. Kuaizui Matchmaker spoke instead of Bao Maoying.
Bao Maoying hesitated for a moment, closed her eyes as bright as black grapes, and stretched out the five fingers of her left hand in front of Dong Pai. Dong Pai was holding a gold ring, and she didn't know which finger would suit her best. The fast-talking matchmaker who had studied this said, "Dong Pai, put the ring on Mao Ying's left middle finger." Dong Pai did it, and when he touched her delicate fingers for the first time, it was like an electric shock. Dong Pai trembled, and his heart was filled with sweetness.
Seeing that Bao Maoying put the ring on, she obviously felt that Dong Pai was hers. Although he had a vicissitudes of life on his face, she completely eliminated her previous disgust towards Dong Pai and replaced it with a re-examination of him. The hard-working and experienced Dong Pai possesses a kind of beauty of vicissitudes.
The fast-talking matchmaker stood aside and kept talking about the matchmaking. The ring was worn correctly on her left middle finger, which means you are engaged to her. Dong Pai and Bao Maoying looked at each other and smiled, they had such a tacit understanding. The sunset in the western sky was like fire, reflecting the main room of Ma'anshan and Dongpai's family, making their moods feel particularly bright.
A few days later, a happy event took place. Dong Pai, who was in his fifties, and Bao Maoying, who was in his twenties, got married. Because Dong Pai was poor, the wedding room was simply decorated. There is a couplet posted on the door.
Horizontal comment: Dead wood meets spring. Left and right couplets: A man who knows his destiny will marry a girl with a yellow flower, and lives in a simple room that can be used as a bridal chamber.
Although a joyful atmosphere was created, the wedding night was deserted, with no one even having a wedding ceremony. Dong Pai looked at the neatly folded flower quilts on the wedding bed and the mandarin duck pillows placed on them. There were other items in the house, such as a washbasin, a small red-painted round table and chairs, which all belonged to the Bao family. Dowry items.
Where is his home? There was nothing valuable new, even the wedding bed was old. But before I got married, I had someone paint it to make it look like new. Dong Pai secretly feels inferior.
What always made him unhappy was that on the wedding day, Bao Maoying's father, his father-in-law Bao Yongshi, never showed up. Could it be that he did not agree with his daughter's marriage? Fortunately, the bride, Bao Maoying, always had a smile on her face and looked willing.
After all the wedding guests had left, Dong Pai asked about her father. Bao Maoying suddenly sighed and said, "My father has a headache and cannot see outsiders." When I see outsiders, my head hurts even more. Dong Pai was surprised and pondered for a moment and said, I am his son-in-law now, so I am not considered an outsider. I should be able to see him, right? Bao Maoying said, I don't know, I have to ask my father.
On this first wedding night with candles lit, Bao Maoying, who had undressed, was lying on the bed, covered with a new quilt, her head resting on the mandarin duck pillow, her eyes looking at the preoccupied woman sitting on the edge of the bed without even taking off her coat. Dong brand. She suddenly asked coquettishly, Dong Lang, why don't you come to bed? Dong Pai answered the question and said, Mao Ying, I never understand. Don't you always hate me, a bad old man? Why are you agreeing now... again?
Dong Lang, you don’t know something. Bao Maoying made her dizzy and went to Ma'anshan Hospital for treatment, but no cure was found. On the way back, she met an old man with gray hair and a childish face who enlightened her and cured her of strange diseases. It was also said that a evil spirit shot an arrow to hurt her soul. Only he, Dong Pai, could Like a shield, it can resist the evil arrows of evil spirits and protect her by turning evil into good fortune. I will tell you in detail.
After hearing this, Dong Pai, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, jumped up, retreated to the center of the room, looked at her and said, Mao Ying, listen to what you said, you married me out of helplessness; you don't like me, She was forced to marry me in order to escape the evil ghost's plot and save her life. It's pitiful and pathetic. From your heart, it is impossible to choose me, not to mention that you are so young and beautiful, and are a perfect match for a handsome and upright young man. How could you choose a bad old man like me?
Dong Lang, don’t say that. I used to have the mentality you mentioned, and I even hated you. But it’s different now. Now I don’t care about your age, I still love you! Bao Maoying suddenly stood up and leaned against the bed rail to sit up and talk, with her snow-white skin almost exposed.
Dong Pai didn't know whether he was embarrassed to look at it or pretending to be serious. He tilted his head and summoned the courage to say, "Mao Ying, from the bottom of my heart, I love you, but you feel helpless and forced to marry me. This It makes me very uneasy. You said you have changed now and love me, but I don't have the confidence to accept your love.
I have repeatedly thought about it, and I feel guilty about being unkind and unjust by marrying someone who does not truly love me. At first he was facing Bao Maoying from the side, but now his back was to her, and he said solemnly, if you regret it at all, it's still too late, I won't force you, and I promise not to touch you. It's so late, so just sleep on the bed, go back to your parents' house early tomorrow morning, and never come back again.
