Crossing the farm gate, the whole family reunites in the disaster year

"This is too sour, I'm not used to it."

Lin glanced at him indifferently, and Cui Jingwen immediately swallowed back his complaints.

He just loves being a mascot.

In fact, there is no need to dress like this, but in the eyes of the villagers, it is a great thing for a family to have a scholar.

If a woman marries into a scholarly family, she will be praised in the village for having a good marriage. It goes without saying that Mr. and Mrs. Cui have a great reputation as they have a nephew who is a scholar by their side.

In short, everyone is happy, except Cui Jingwen.

Erlang and Silang were also wearing the most appropriate clothes and were very neat, but when Lin looked down, she couldn't help but feel puzzled.

"Didn't you prepare new cloth shoes? Why didn't you put them on?"

They were still wearing their usual old straw sandals.

Shi Lang patted his chest quickly and said, "Here we are. I think we still have a long way to go. Don't get your new shoes dirty. Change them when we are almost there."

After knowing the reason, Lin did not interfere anymore. He checked everyone's clothes again, and after confirming that there was no problem, he left happily.

The third branch consists of Lin, Cui Chengliang and Cui Jingwen, the second branch consists of Erlang and Silang, and together with Cui Lao Da’s family of three, it is not a small number at all.

At the gate of Cuilao’s compound.

Zhongzi had a red cloth tied around his neck, which looked very festive.

The gifts that had been sent as gifts were neatly arranged in the back of the car, including Lin's gift, which was half a braised pig's head in a basin and covered with a red cloth.

The old couple from the Cui family also gave an additional gift, which was a hundred kilograms of new grain. They heard that the wheat in the girl's village died of drought before water was dug out. This new grain would be enough for the girl's family to eat for a while.

The children of the second wife didn't have much money, so they asked Old Lady Cui to help them make a basket of soft wedding cakes with red marks in the middle, which were both plentiful and good-looking.

The rest was prepared by Yu, including 200 kilograms of new grain, a jar of animal oil, a piece of meat, a bag of sugar, two jars of wine, and several pieces of bright cloth.

Yu was very skillful and she cut flowers out of red paper and pasted them on every gift. The three hundred kilograms of grain were divided into six bags with red wedding characters pasted on them. Yu had asked Cui Jingwen to write them in advance.

After all this cleaning, the whole cart was filled with goods, which looked festive and eye-catching.

Yu also wore a new dress, with two silver hairpins in her hair and small gold earrings in her ears. When she went out, she saw Lin looking at her with a smile, and pinched the edge of her skirt nervously: "Doesn't it look weird?"

The last time I dressed so formally was on my wedding day. Now, my son is getting married.

Yu raised her hand to touch the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, sighing that time passed so quickly.

"It's not strange at all. Sister-in-law has fair skin, and the dark purple skirt makes you look more energetic and younger. Wear it more often in the future."

There was still room for two more people on the ox cart. Lin pulled Yu onto the ox cart, and the rest of the people followed behind the cart.

Yu blushed at the compliment and said, "I'm not young anymore. I'll be a grandmother soon. Today is Dalang's lucky day. Otherwise, I would be embarrassed to dress up and let the villagers laugh at me."

But it seems that my third sister-in-law doesn't mind these things. She wears dresses of various colors, such as lotus root, moon white, lake blue, etc.

They were all colors she had never tried before. She always felt that they would not last long in getting dirty, did not look like they were meant for work, and would attract attention if she wore them.

These colors just don't look out of place on my third sister-in-law. Plus, she always has a smile on her face, and the gentle light-colored dress makes people feel very comfortable.

Lin smiled softly and said, "Sister-in-law, think this way. We will get older day by day. Now is the time of our youth. As long as it looks good, it doesn't matter what color it is."

It was the first time that Yu heard such strange remarks, but they seemed to make sense.

When she first married into the Cui family, she was compared with her sister-in-law Feng, and as the eldest sister-in-law in the family, she was like an old ox who worked hard and never complained, and she swallowed her anger alone.

But Feng was pregnant again and had given birth to two boys, so she became even more cautious.

The more she worked, the lazier Feng became.

But she didn't dare to give up. After all, she had only given birth to Dalang. She was afraid of being scolded by Old Lady Cui for being lazy. She didn't dare to spend money. Her clothes were dark colors that were resistant to dirt. She only made a new set of clothes every other year. She always felt that this was the only way to satisfy Old Lady Cui.

Thinking about it now, it seems that all the suffering was self-inflicted. Although Old Mrs. Cui had a sharp tongue, she did not despise her for only giving birth to one son.

Being a mother-in-law for the first time, Yu couldn't help but think back to her youth as a daughter-in-law, and suddenly felt that she seemed to have been wrong all these years.

No one had ever asked her to wear only dark clothes.