Farmhouse Green Plum

The four of them squeezed in from the gap in the crowd and escorted the newlyweds to the main hall. Aunt Liu and her husband sat happily at the chief seat in the hall.

The crackling sound of firecrackers, suona, gongs and drums, was extremely lively. The attendant shouted loudly: "The incense smoke is ethereal, the lights are bright, and the bride and groom are going to the wedding hall together."

The bridesmaid happily led the newlyweds to the middle of the main hall and sat them there, and then they began the familiar ritual of bowing to heaven and earth and their parents.

As the attendant of ceremonies drew out the words "send them to the bridal chamber", everyone gathered around with laughter and escorted the newlyweds into the bridal chamber.

Daya looked around the room. There was a red "囍" pattern on the window, and a dressing table underneath. Not far away were a few large boxes. The lids were not completely closed, and through the gaps, she could see the clothes inside. They were all brand new.

Next to the dressing table was the wedding bed for the newlyweds to sit on. The bright red mattress, the quilt embroidered with rich flowers, and the pillows were all brand new.

She looked down at her gray, patched clothes, which were made from Li's old clothes, and couldn't help feeling envious.

It’s great to be married, everything is new. From childhood to adulthood, she has never worn real new clothes.

Unfortunately, even though she made money, she couldn’t buy it for herself for the time being.

At the urging of the bride, the groom lifted the bride's veil. Daya quickly withdrew her gaze and leaned her head out to look at the bride.

Her hair was combed neatly, with a big red silk flower pinned in her hair and a silver hairpin on her neck, which made her look very festive.

The bride was very beautiful, with skin whiter than that of other girls in the village and beautiful eyebrows and eyes.

Maybe she couldn't bear to leave her relatives, so she cried in the bridal sedan. The bride's eyes were a little red, which slightly reduced her joy.

Afterwards, the bridesmaid urged the newlyweds to perform the wedding ceremony. What impressed Daya the most was feeding the bride dumplings and asking her whether she would have a baby.

Before taking the first bite of dumplings, she saw the bride frowning, pursing her lips tightly, her throat moving slightly, as if she had swallowed something, then she took a symbolic bite of the dumpling and uttered the word "raw" stiffly.

Did the bride eat something secretly in the sedan chair?

No, that's not right. After getting off the bridal sedan, there are the wedding ceremony, and the welcoming ceremony into the new home. This series of procedures takes a lot of time. How could the food that was secretly eaten then wait until now to be swallowed?

It could only be that he ate it secretly after entering the new house.

Daya secretly laughed, wondering how hungry the bride must be to be so bold as to eat secretly under everyone's noses.

After all the ceremonies were over and the banquet started outside, Daya hurriedly pulled Song Yuan to the door and asked him to go out and find Uncle Song to sit down.

Soon, the groom also went out to toast, and Song Tian called his good friends to go out and join in the fun.

A large group of people left and right, and the new house suddenly became much quieter.

As the oldest girl in the room, Zhao Xiaocui acted like a big sister and handed the fruit plate on the table to the bride: "You must be hungry. Eat some peanuts first."

Her sister-in-law, Xu, married into the village last year. At Aunt Liu's request, she was the main person responsible for talking to the bride this time.

She smiled and agreed with a big belly: "Yes, there are many things to do when getting married. Others can still find a chance to eat something, but the bride is almost hungry from morning to night. Eat something first, and you will be tired in the evening."

The bride pursed her lips and said shyly, "I'm not hungry."

Mrs. Xu held her waist and laughed cheerfully: "Hey, don't be shy, I just married to Xinghua Village last year, and I live next door to you. If you need any help in the future, don't hesitate to ask!"

After a pause, Xu smiled and said, "You don't know me yet, I'll point it out to you."

"This is Wang, the second daughter-in-law of Grandma Zhao San from the end of the village. These two are my sisters-in-law Zhao Xiaocui and Zhao Xiaoxiang. These are also girls from our Xinghua Village, Wang Li from the Wang family, Lai Di from the Luo family, and Daya from the Song family..."

"The Song family?" The bride was suspicious and interrupted Xu's introduction. She looked up at Daya and said, "Is she Wang Suqing's daughter?"

Xu was stunned. She had just married into Xinghua Village last year and had only heard that Daya's mother was from Wangjia Village. As for whether her name was Wang Suqing, she really didn't know.

"Daya, is your mother's name Wang Suqing?" Xu asked casually, then smiled at the bride, intending to continue the conversation on this topic.

Daya's smile froze on her face and she nodded reluctantly. She bit her lip and regretted joining in the fun.

I thought that on such a happy day, everyone's attention would be on the bride and groom, and no one would talk about her background, but I didn't expect that I couldn't escape it.

"What do you, the Wang family, mean?"

A sharp sound suddenly exploded in Daya's ears, causing a buzzing in her head.

She looked up and saw the bride suddenly stand up, staring, raising her hand to point at her, the bright red nail polish on her nails trembling, making people dizzy.

"On such a happy day, you let a fatherless and motherless loser into the bridal chamber. Are you cursing me or my parents?"

The bride's sharp voice gradually turned tearful: "If you Wang family don't like me, then don't get married to me. Let such a jinx come to ruin my life..."

Money-losing goods, unlucky star...

Daya's face was burning, her mind was blank, and she stared blankly at the bride's scarlet lips opening and closing, uttering sharp, embarrassing words.

She was sensible and obedient since she was young, and was often praised by others. However, she would be scolded by her grandmother, Mrs. Li, only when she did something wrong.

But it doesn't matter. It is normal in this society to favor boys over girls, and girls' lives are worthless. Girls like Lai Di who have parents also have to endure beatings and scolding from their parents.

In comparison, Daya was less beaten or scolded because she was particularly sensible and obedient.

So, although the villagers often lamented her pitiful life as an orphan, Daya actually didn't think she was any different from Lai Di and the others.

This was the first time she was targeted because she was an orphan.

Daya felt embarrassed, wronged, and filled with endless, deep fear.

Afraid of being scolded as an orphan with no one to teach her, and afraid of being abandoned by her Second Aunt and the others, she worked very hard, trying her best to do everything the adults asked her to do, never daring to be negligent, and finally won the praise of the villagers.

But at this moment, the sense of identity she had gained by being more capable and sensible, which was the same as or even slightly more than other girls, was instantly shattered.

Tears welled up in her eyes. Daya bit her lip and tried her best to hold back the tears. She said in defense, "I'm not a jinx, nor am I a money-loser."

No one paid attention to her explanation. After a brief moment of shock, Xu hurried forward, took the bride's hand, and persuaded her: "Children don't understand these things. They just like to join in the fun. It's a happy day. Don't be angry, don't be angry."

"You still know it's a big wedding day?" Hearing this, the bride became even more angry. She pushed Xu away and cried, "Getting married is a lifelong event..."

Before she could finish her words, there was a loud bang and the fruit plate fell to the ground, breaking into pieces. Peanuts and melon seeds were scattered all over the floor. Xu held her waist and leaned against the table, grimacing in pain.