Born in the 1980s, she was remarried and became a stepmother; a cold, rough man doted on her, pinchi

Chapter 36 Jiang He's Wedding
Lin Yanqing ultimately didn't tell her family about Liu Chunzhu's arrest.

After all, if he told his family, given his parents' personalities, they definitely wouldn't allow him to marry Jiang He.

Half a month passed in a flash, and the houses allocated by the brigade were approved. Jiang He and Sun Meifen went to tidy up two or three days in advance, and Lin Yanqing paid for some furniture.

Sun Meifen was worried that Jiang He would lose face if she married into the Lin family, so she also spent money to buy some things so that the Lin family wouldn't think that Jiang He married Lin Yanqing for money.

Before dawn, Jiang He's courtyard was already bustling with activity.

Although Jiang He and Sun Meifen weren't well-liked in the village, they didn't have a falling out, so Jiang He's wedding day was still quite lively.

Relatives and friends came and went, and the women, wearing aprons, were busy preparing food on the makeshift stove. The meat stewing in the pot emitted an enticing aroma, and wisps of smoke slowly rose into the air above the courtyard.

The men moved tables and chairs, arranging the courtyard neatly. Bright red "囍" characters were pasted on the walls, doors, and windows of the main house, making them particularly eye-catching.

Jiang He was pulled out of bed early by her sisters to get ready.

She was wearing a bright red Dacron shirt, the most fashionable fabric at the time, its vibrant color making her face appear even more rosy and shy.

She wore a pair of black trousers, tailored to fit her perfectly, which accentuated her graceful figure. Her hair was carefully braided into two plaits, hanging down in front of her chest, with red ribbons tied to the ends, swaying gently with her movements.

She sat in front of the mirror, her face full of a happy smile. The thought that after today, she would be the real wife of the richest man made it hard for her to suppress the smile.

Meanwhile, Lin Yanqing, dressed in a neat Zhongshan suit with a large red flower pinned to his chest, rode a newly bought bicycle with red ribbons tied to the handlebars, leading a wedding procession in a lively manner toward Jiang He's house.

Along the way, the bicycle bells jingled, attracting the village children to run and laugh behind, shouting, "Look, Lin Zhiqing is getting married!"

When they arrived at Jiang He's house, the gate was tightly closed, and the laughter and teasing of the sisters could be heard from inside. If they wanted to take the bride away, they would have to get past this "gate barrier" first.

Lin Yanqing stood outside the door and shouted loudly, "Sisters, open the door quickly, I've come to pick up Jiang He!"

The sisters inside disagreed, chiming in with their own opinions: "If you want to welcome the bride, sing her a song first!"

Lin Yanqing didn't hesitate. He cleared his throat and sang a popular love song at the time. Although his singing wasn't professional, it was full of emotion. After he finished singing, applause and cheers rang out both inside and outside the house.

The door finally opened, and amidst the cheers of the crowd, Lin Yanqing walked up to Jiang He.

Looking at her dressed up, he was momentarily stunned and suddenly felt that Jiang He was no less beautiful than Jiang Man.

It wasn't until someone reminded him that he came to his senses, took Jiang He's hand, his palm was full of sweat, but he held on tightly and didn't want to let go.

Then, under the guidance of the elders, the newlyweds began the wedding ceremony.

Inside the main room, ancestral tablets and some simple offerings were placed on the altar, and a pair of red candles burned, their flames leaping as if blessing the newlyweds.

After the ceremony, a lively wedding banquet will follow.

Friends and family sat around tables laden with sumptuous dishes, and Jiang He joined Lin Yanqing in offering toasts.

The noise continued until midnight before people finally dispersed.

Inside, the dim yellow kerosene lamp flickered with a soft light, illuminating the small new house with a warm and cozy atmosphere. The bright red "double happiness" character pasted on the wall seemed to be even more vibrant, imbued with the festive mood, exuding a strong sense of joy.

The bed was covered with a brand-new floral cotton quilt, neatly folded, and a pair of pillowcases depicting mandarin ducks playing in the water were particularly eye-catching.

Jiang He's cheeks were flushed, like ripe apples. She lowered her head, not daring to look Lin Yanqing in the eye, her fingers nervously twisting the hem of her clothes. She looked both shy and endearing.

Lin Yanqing was in no better shape. Although he was usually a calm and composed educated youth, at this moment, his heart was pounding like a deer's, and his palms were sweaty.

The two sat down silently on the edge of the bed. For a moment, the room was so quiet that only their slightly rapid breathing and the occasional crackling of the kerosene lamp could be heard.

After a long while, Lin Yanqing broke the silence. He cleared his throat, his voice hoarse with nervousness, and said softly, "Xiao He, from today onwards, we are family. I... I will definitely treat you well."

Jiang He raised her head slightly and looked at Lin Yanqing. She nodded gently and said in a firm voice, "Yanqing, I believe you."

Lin Yanqing mustered his courage and reached out to hold Jiang He's hand. Her hands were soft and warm, which stirred up a strange tenderness in his heart.

He looked at Jiang He, his gaze growing increasingly profound, as if he wanted to etch the image of the person before him into the depths of his heart.

Slowly, he moved closer to Jiang He and gently placed a tender kiss on her forehead. This kiss, filled with respect and love, made Jiang He's face turn even redder, all the way to her ears.

Jiang He trembled slightly, but did not pull away. She closed her eyes, feeling Lin Yanqing's tenderness and affection, her heart filled with happiness and sweetness.

Looking at Jiang He's appearance, Lin Yanqing steeled his heart and gently pulled her into his arms.

After some time, Lin Yanqing released Jiang He, looked at her flushed face, and said with a smile, "You must be tired after a long day. Why don't we... get some rest?"

Jiang He's face flushed even more. She nodded gently, got up and walked to the kerosene lamp, turning the wick down a little, making the light in the room even dimmer and softer.

Whether intentionally or not, when Jiang He was choosing a house assigned by the brigade, she deliberately chose one that was only two houses away from Jiang Man's.

"Mom, it's so noisy outside, I can't sleep..."

Shi Ning rubbed her eyes; they had just returned from watching Tie Dan earlier that day.

Tie Dan has been awake for a week, but the doctor said he has post-traumatic stress disorder. So he is still unclear about what happened that day, and he panics whenever he thinks about it.

This brought the police investigation to a standstill.

Jiang Man was still waiting to mend Shi An's clothes when she saw Shi Ning coming over with a pillow. With a strong pull, she lifted her onto the kang (a heated brick bed).

"They won't be making a fuss for long. They'll sleep with their mother tonight."

"Good~"

Shi Ning really liked Jiang Man's scent. Sometimes she would sneak over and sleep with Jiang Man. Jiang Man was initially surprised, but undeniably, she really liked the feeling of being relied upon by the child.

I've had a low-grade fever for two days, and I've been on IV drips for two days too. Does anyone have any good ways to bring down the fever? They say you shouldn't take fever-reducing medication if it's below 38.5 degrees Celsius, but it's been so uncomfortable at 37.7 degrees Celsius! o(╥﹏╥)o