Spring scenery in the fields

Chapter 130: A Quiet Wedding

After Ji Wenhe entered the room, he saw Shen Ruoyan sitting beside the bed.

She lowered her head, without a trace of smile on her face.

The two siblings inherited Shen Qingyou's single eyelids.

Smiling, he said, "Ruoyan, I am Shen Rongshan's daughter-in-law. You call me sister-in-law. Congratulations."

She wanted to say happy wedding, but when she saw her face, she didn't say the last sentence.

"Thank you, sister-in-law. Please sit down."

"No need to sit down. I have to go out and be busy soon."

Ji Wenhe took out a hairpin and bracelet wrapped in cloth from his arms.

"This is a wedding gift for you. I made it myself. It's not worth much. Please don't despise it."

Shen Ruoyan took it with emotion and took out the bracelet: "Sister-in-law, can you help me wear it?"

"it is good."

The bracelet is red and the style is different from Shen Liuyun's.

What she was wearing today was not a wedding dress, but an old, faded, white red dress. It was too big for her and didn't fit her at all.

"Ruoyan, get along well with him when you get to your husband's house. You two can discuss anything you want to talk about. Don't get angry."

Her parents' home is not her support, and now her husband's family is her second way out.

"Thank you, sister-in-law." Shen Ruoyan nodded with a smile. She looked at the red rope on her wrist and liked it very much.

This time her smile came from the heart.

Looking at the person she met for the first time, she said, "My sister-in-law must be very happy."

You can tell it from the look in his eyes.

Ji Wenhe combed her hair and wished her well: "Ruoyan will be happy too."

Shen Ruoyan nodded solemnly: "Yes, I will."

At this time, Wu Caifeng opened the door and came in. She saw the hairpin in her hand and the bracelet on her wrist: "Hey, I asked you to help me, why did you give me a gift?"

"Look, when you got married, your aunt didn't give you anything. Do you want me to make up for it?"

"No, Aunt Wu." Ji Wenhe glanced at Shen Ruoyan, "It's worthless, I hope you don't mind it."

She said cheerfully: "I don't mind, I don't mind."

At this time, Lan Qiuhua called her at the door: "Wen He, it's time to cook."

"Hey, I'm here." Then he said to the two of them, "Aunt Wu, Ruoyan, I'm going out to do something."

"Okay, go ahead."

After everyone left, Wu Caifeng took the hairpin from her hand and said, "It's quite nice. You look so shabby without anything on your head. Put it on."

Without asking for her opinion, he just stuck it on her head.

"Well, it looks good. Wait a little longer. He's almost there."

Shen Ruoyan responded and continued to lower her head.

Ji Wenhe came to the kitchen and rolled up his sleeves: "Aunt Lan, can we start cooking?"

"Yes, stir-fry it."

Miao Zhaodi was lighting a fire behind the stove.

I had just finished cooking a dish when I heard a kid outside shouting, "The groom is here."

Lan Qiuhua stood up and walked to the door, looking outside the yard: "The groom is here quite early."

"It's far." Wang Erfeng was cutting vegetables. "Did you come here by donkey cart, or by walking?"

"Donkey cart."

Ji Wenhe took the time to take a look and said, "Why is he the only one here? No one is playing the trumpet?"

Miao Zhaodi took over the conversation: "When farmers marry off their daughters, most of them don't hire a trumpet player, unless the man's family is rich, like the son-in-law of the village head."

"If you can borrow a donkey cart, that's good. If you can't, the groom will come over and take the bride back, and the marriage will be complete."

She thought of her marriage with Shen Rongshan. Wasn’t it also a marriage that was settled by bringing the person home?

Wang Erfeng shook her head and sighed, "I don't know what kind of person the groom is. The bride's family has no dowry, and he didn't bring any betrothal gifts. If he meets someone who holds a grudge, he will have a hard time when he returns home."

Ji Wenhe was stir-frying the dishes and turned her head to see the groom walking into the house with a smile. Soon, he came out carrying Shen Ruoyan on his back.

With a happy smile on her face, she thought that the groom should not be the kind of person Aunt Wang described.

Lin Yue Niang was saying happy words while the groom carried the bride on his back into the car. They came alone and returned together.

Shen Feiling followed for a few steps, his eyes filled with worry and reluctance.

Wu Caifeng hurried forward and held him back: "Stop looking, go back and greet the guests."

Seeing this, Shen Ruoyan in front smiled and waved to him.

He responded with a bitter smile on his face.

In the kitchen, two pots were cooking at the same time, and eight dishes were cooked quickly without any difficulty.

Wang Erfeng joked: "Fortunately there are many wild vegetables in this season, otherwise we wouldn't be able to get eight vegetables together."

Lan Qiuhua nudged her and said, "Keep your voice down."

As soon as she finished speaking, Wu Caifeng walked in and looked at the cooked dishes: "Serve the dishes. The people have been picked up. What are we waiting for?"

"Is it time?" Ji Wenhe asked.

"Almost done, serve the food."

"it is good."

After the dishes were served, people were invited to the table to eat.

There were three tables of people, and one table only had eight people, so not all the people were seated.

It was called a wedding, but it was more like a large dinner party, without any wedding atmosphere at all.

After eating and paying the bill, Ji Wenhe came to the kitchen: "Aunt Lan, there's no one outside. Go and pay the bill. I'll do the washing."

Lan Qiuhua stopped her and said, "You are here to be the chef today. You don't need to wash the dishes. Go back first."

Then he moved closer to her and asked quietly, "Did you get the money?"

"Yes, I gave it."

Twenty cents.

"That's good enough. I still have a while. No need to wait for me. You can go back first."

"Then I'll go back first, Aunt Lan."

"Hey."

Ji Wenhe greeted several aunts at the door one by one and left Wu Caifeng's house.

Turning my head and looking towards the east, I saw He Yuxiang's house next door. Her house was in the second row from the west.

The village is divided into four rows. The first row on the south side, on the west, is the home of Zhang Qiu'e, Shen Hubiao and Shen Ping.

The second row from east to west are Zhou Xiaoyu, Shen Zhong, Niu Guilan, He Yuxiang, and Wu Caifeng.

The third row from east to west are Qian Hongjuan, Wang Erfeng, Li Chunhong, Zheng Liutao, and Miao Zhaodi.

The fourth row is Lan Qiuhua’s home at the foot of the mountain.

Each house is not close to each other. Some are separated by one house, and some are separated by two houses. There are many vacant residential plots in the village.

And the houses in each row are not level.

Ji Wenhe passed by the wasteland and took a look inside. They were helping to pull the soil in the unweeded land to look for insects to eat.

There were a few ducklings and geese playing in the puddle.

As soon as they saw her coming, they ran to the side and called out to her.

"I'll go back and get you some food now. Wait a little longer, don't worry."

After feeding the chicks, Ji Wenhe put away the menstrual belts that were drying in the sun.

My period came on the 13th last month. If nothing goes wrong this month, it should be in these two days.

He sat under the shed and made nets for a while, then stood up and carried the dried branches into the house.

Every day after getting up early and cooking, Shen Rongshan would go around the traps on the mountain and come back holding the branches he had picked up.

There is dew in the early morning, and sometimes it rained the day before, so the branches we picked up must be placed outside to dry before they can be brought into the house.

People in the mountains often burn branches, so Ji Wenhe has to go up the mountain to pick them up every few days. He finds it very troublesome.

Take a day off to chop some extra branches and pile them up.