"Crack--" The firelight flickered and exploded with a burst of red sparks.
Several pots of charcoal fire were placed in the room, making the room warm and adding a touch of festive red to this special day.
"Welcoming newcomers."
The uncle and aunt were sitting side by side in the main seat of the front hall, looking at the groom and bride who were slowly approaching from the door hand in hand with a smile on their faces.
The elder in the family died within a year, so it is said that red events are not allowed in the family, but the situation is special after all. Although Bai Yue and Yu Zhu did not wear red wedding clothes, they also wore red flowers and red headscarves.
The wedding was hasty and untimely. No guests were invited, only four members of the family.
But because the New Year has just passed, every household in the village has not had time to take down the red couplets and red lights. From this point of view, it can be regarded as "a hundred families rejoice together."
"Okay...that's great..." Before she even started to salute, my aunt's eyes became wet and her tone became choked with sobs.
The pale uncle next to her glanced at her unhappily: "Oh, Yueyue and Yu Xiaozi are crying on their big day."
Today, my uncle is no longer as weak as before. He looks very energetic. He may be happy in his heart, but he doesn't cough much anymore. But he was wearing very thick clothes, and even though there were so many charcoal fires burning in the house, he still seemed to feel cold.
However, his originally fat body had become much thinner due to a year of illness. Even though he was wrapped in several layers of cotton-padded clothes, he was still not as round and healthy as before.
My aunt smiled through her tears and quickly wiped away her tears: "Oh, look at me, I'm just happy, so happy."
"Today's event was held in a hurry, and no one from the village was invited... It's a shame for both of you."
"No grievance!" Bai Yue kept shaking her little head under the hijab, "With my uncle and aunt here, Yueyue is already very happy."
Yu Zhu held Bai Yue's hand and said in a solemn and affectionate tone, "Well, I am lucky enough to marry A Yue in this life."
"Okay, cough - don't miss the right moment, salute." My uncle urged with a smile, but the hands behind his back were tightly clenched, as if he was enduring something.
He concealed himself very well, his thin body was hidden in thick clothes, and no one noticed anything strange about him.
Only Xiao Ling and Han Yuan, who were standing beside him, knew that he was probably running out of gas. It seemed that this wedding...
"Bow down to heaven and earth." My uncle's voice sounded weak but filled with joy.
Bai Yue was led by Yu Zhu to turn around and bow down to the outside of the house where heavy snow was falling.
"Second greetings, uh, Gao Tang." His voice paused for a moment, as if he wanted to cough but suppressed it.
Bai Yue seemed to feel something, and raised her head with some concern. However, through the red hijab, she could only vaguely see the two of them sitting upright, holding Yu Zhu's hand tightly.
Yu Zhu glanced at his uncle's increasingly pale and ugly face, and felt a vague suspicion of uneasiness in his heart, but he still patted Bai Yue's hand gently to express comfort, and then pulled her to kneel down.
The young men and women knelt on the ground, then bent down and kowtowed, which was a great ceremony.
The corners of my uncle's lips curled up, and a blush of joy slowly appeared on his gray face. Just now he was blaming his wife for crying on the big day, but now his eyes were red, and tears were filling his increasingly cloudy eyes.
"Good...so ahem——"
"Dalang..." My aunt worriedly wanted to hold her husband's hand, but was dodged.
The uncle turned his head to avoid his wife's gaze, moved his bony hands tremblingly, resisted the heartbreaking desire to cough out, and spoke again.
"Husband...wife, cough, cough, cough, cough -!!! Bye, cough, cough!!!!"
"Da Lang!" "Uncle!"
Bai Yue was frightened by the coughing sound, and she quickly opened her hijab and stood up.
Yu Zhu had also stood up and wanted to come forward to help him, but he was swept away. I don't know where the man who had been sick in bed for a long time found so much strength at this time. He actually got up and pushed Bai Yue and Yu Zhu back down. : "Cough cough cough cough - bye!"
"Uncle..." Bai Yue choked, tears almost wet the red hijab in front of her.
Tears fell on it, like blood.
"Ah Yue, listen to your uncle." Yu Zhu clenched his fists tightly, and finally pulled Bai Yue, who was crying, to kneel face to face.
However, before they could finish their last bow, a heavy yet light body suddenly fell next to them.
"boom!"
The cotton coat was thick and soft, and it didn't actually make much sound when it hit the ground. However, the sound was like a loud bell, hitting the hearts of the other three people present.
This wedding is not over after all.
It was interrupted in a very tragic and sad way.
Bai Yue almost fainted the moment she lifted the hijab. She felt as if the hijab had been covered in front of her forever, and everything was red like blood...
It seems that because the obsessive person is too painful about this memory, the scene in the "field" seems to be suddenly turned on at double speed, changing rapidly.
My uncle finally passed away, and it turned out that the previous "improvement" was just a reflection of his past.
My aunt was so sad that she also fell ill.
Just like Aweng's uncle after his death from illness, Bai Yue, who had always been optimistic and strong, collapsed several times.
Her uncle and aunt had no children, so in the end it was her aunt's family who came to help with the funeral arrangements and then took her away.
It was said that there would be a better doctor in the city, and you would be able to recover better if you left the sad place. But when they left, they looked at Bai Yue and Yu Zhu in their eyes, as if they were looking at a broom star. I wonder if I heard it. What rumors.
In such a big house, only Yu Zhu and Bai Yue were left.
The little girl who was cheerful and cheerful before has now become depressed. He often falls into drowsiness and always screams in terror in his sleep, as if he is suffering from some kind of hysteria.
Yu Zhu took her to see the doctor. Apart from being weak and cold, nothing abnormal was found. He just thought she was suffering from excessive grief, so he always took care of her and took care of her, but he always refrained from observing etiquette.
He and Bai Yue failed to truly consummate their marriage. If they were forced to do so, Bai Yue could still find happiness elsewhere after he left.
Misfortunes never come singly, disasters and misfortunes always come one after another.
Bai Yue's health had not improved much, but many people in the village suddenly became unwell.
The villagers, who had already had a lot of prejudiced opinions about Yu Zhu, finally exploded this time.
Disaster, devil...
The terrified villagers almost immediately concluded that these disasters were caused by Yu Zhui, and now they wanted to eat him alive, lest they end up like Bai Yue's Aweng and uncle.
Yu Zhu couldn't bear the disturbance, and finally decided to leave the village with the sick Bai Yue. However, on the night he was about to leave, the villagers quietly gathered together. Among them, there were two unfamiliar faces...
