If you want a husband, you have to fight for it.

Guan Luo was quite proactive and personally carried Guan Chuncao's suitcase home.

Those relatives were also very enthusiastic.

In the end, Wan Chuncao didn't have anything in her hands. She was surrounded by them like a victorious general, and went home surrounded by them.

But she didn't go to the war, she just came back home after getting married.

All the relatives were talkative, and since it was the first time that Wan Chuncao came back after getting married, they talked a lot.

Guan Chuncao talked even more than them. Not only did he answer questions fluently, but he could also make jokes occasionally, making everyone laugh. Even Uncle Sun, who was so noisy that he wanted to cover his ears, laughed a few times.

Seeing Uncle Sun's smile, they treated him as one of their own and insisted on taking him out to dinner.

Uncle Sun couldn't refuse at all.

Wan Chuncao told him to eat without worry, as there would be enough vegetables.

When he reached the door of his house, Wan Chuncao saw the woman standing there.

The woman had short hair and her face was free of the freckles and dark yellow spots that other rural people had from working in the fields for many years.

Apart from the paleness on his lips, the long coat and trousers he was wearing, and the hat on his head, you really couldn't tell that he was sick.

If it weren't for her outfit, which made her stand out among the group of people wearing short sleeves, it would be difficult for others to classify her as a patient.

Wan Chuncao walked over and tucked the hair behind her ears, adjusted her hat, and grinned at her cheerfully: "Mom, I'm back."

The woman had tears in her eyes, but she still deliberately scolded her for being unruly in front of others: "You are already married, but you still have no manners at all."

While scolding like this, he held Guan Chuncao's hand tightly and was reluctant to let go.

"Even if I get married, I'm still your daughter. You can't abandon me."

Wan Chuncao winked at her and said, "You can count on me when you have grandchildren in the future."

Wan's mother tapped her head: "You are getting more and more indecent."

Then he touched her head reluctantly and said, "You must be hungry after sitting in the car for such a long time. Come home and we will eat first."

The middle-aged man carrying the chicken stood nearby and secretly poked Wan's mother with his elbow.

Wan's mother rolled her eyes at him in annoyance: "I'm just saying a few more words to Guai Guai, why are you so anxious? It's not your turn yet."

"Look at you, what are you saying."

Wan's father was holding a chicken in his hand, so it was difficult for him to get close to Wan Chuncao. It was even more difficult for him to get close to Wan's mother after she exposed him. He could only look at Wan Chuncao lovingly and said, "Since you're back, sit down first. The meal will be ready soon."

"I know, Dad."

Wan Chuncao also grinned at Wan's father.

After laughing, I let Wan's mother go home first. It would be bad for her health to stand outside for too long.

After pushing Wan's mother back home, Wan Chuncao took off her ring and took the half-dead chicken from Wan's father's hand. She brought it to the well and wiped it off her neck.

The chicken ascended into the sky without even struggling.

When the chicken was up in the air, she lifted its feet and put them into boiling water to burn its feathers.

The movements are smooth and flowing, all she needs is an apron to block the dirt.

Wanluo came out, drove away her two nagging parents, put on an apron, came to Wanchuncao, and took Wanchuncao over.

She tied the apron on Wan Chuncao herself, and Wan Luo followed Wan Chuncao happily: "Sister, you are finally back. I missed you so much~"

He kept pushing his head against Wan Chuncao, almost pushing her to the ground.

Guan Chuncao didn't hide away and took out the blanched chicken to dry.

She also turned around to look at Wan's mother and father in the room. They were talking to those relatives on her behalf and greeting Uncle Sun.

She was relieved and said, "If I don't come back, you will come to find me."

It would be fine if we didn't talk about this, but Wan Luo would be sad when she mentioned it: "You guys are really too much! You got married but you had to hide it from me! You got married while I was in school! Am I the kind of person who makes trouble for no reason? You actually hid such a big thing from me!!"

"I didn't tell you because I was afraid you would throw a tantrum."

Wan Chuncao calmly plucked the chicken feathers: "If I tell you, you can't bear to leave me. If you can't bear to leave me, will you stop the marriage? Are you going to knock me out and take your private money to transport me away?"

Wan Luo looked around guiltily: "You are my sister! How can I watch you marry someone you don't know? Our family is rich, why should we let you get married? Is this a feudal society?"

"It's a bit feudal, but your brother-in-law is so handsome."

Guan Chuncao plucked the chicken's feathers very quickly, and in a few seconds half of the chicken's feathers were plucked out: "Your sister is not at a loss to marry such a handsome man."

With his feather-covered hand against his mouth, he whispered, "I still have his money. He can't run away."

It seems that what they chat about every day is true, and Wan Chuncao is indeed living a good life.

Wan Luo said excitedly: "He gave you all his money? Sister, you are awesome!"

Wan Chuncao continued plucking the chicken feathers calmly: "Of course, the card is still hidden in my pocket."

"Is their family really that rich?"

Wan Luo was worried that Wan Chuncao had been a slave to their family in the past: "Sister, you can't say this just to coax me. Although I am not as angry as when you got married, if I knew that they had wronged you, I would kill their entire family with a single knife!"

"How could that be possible? Your brother-in-law is handsome and rich."

Wan Chuncao deliberately stretched out her hand and said, "Look at my hands, they are soft and tender, like hands that can be used for work."

When your hands are covered with chicken feathers, you can only see the chicken feathers.

For Wanchuncao, Wanluo gritted his teeth and nodded: "It's quite smooth."

"Yeah, I'm having a pretty good time."

Wan Chuncao said, "We just need a little girl to give us a back massage."

Wan Luo immediately hit her with his lackey legs: "Who dares to make my sister uncomfortable?"

"You can say that their family is stingy. They didn't even provide you with a girl to massage your legs and back. They are deliberately trying to make your life difficult!"

Wan Chuncao's waist relaxed after sitting in the car for a whole day: "Who can do everything like you? You are the only one in the world who is so considerate."

Wanluo giggled: "Then am I your only sister?"

"of course."

If there wasn't chicken feathers on her hands, Wan Chuncao would have pinched her face: "You are my most beloved sister."

Guan Luo became even more servile. After beating his waist, he took the chicken from Guan Chuncao's hand and plucked all the feathers out of it in a few seconds. He then took the knife and personally gutted the chicken.

In a short while, the chicken was cleaned inside and out. She asked Wan Chuncao to clean it up quickly. Then she fried the chicken and started eating.

In order to welcome Wan Chuncao, Wan's father and mother invited all the relatives.

Instead of killing the pig, I bought a live one and left it for Wan Chuncao, so that she could slaughter it and take it back when the time came.

The chickens and ducks raised at home were almost slaughtered, and four tables were set up at home.

Those who drink and those who don’t drink should sit separately.

The driver, Uncle Sun, was a guest and he couldn't drink while driving, so he sat at the same table with Wan Chuncao and the others.

Once the food was served, everyone enjoyed it enthusiastically.

It’s not a wedding, but it’s almost like one.

Guan Chuncao was also infected by the lively atmosphere and ate two more bowls of rice.

But when someone asks, damn, what is the character of your son-in-law?

The tender and smooth chicken that Wan Chuncao had just put into her mouth suddenly became tasteless.