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

With the addition of Boss Cui's family, the original big table could no longer accommodate them, so Sifu took the ox cart and went to Boss Cui's house with a few boys to bring back another table.

Since the family split up, Boss Cui hadn't seen such a relaxed look on his parents' faces, and Old Man Cui's perennially knotted brows also relaxed.

Before the meal, Mrs. Cui, who was always thrifty, even smiled and gave red envelopes to several children, including the child picked up by her third brother's wife.

Boss Cui was shocked, but also felt sad in his heart.

It was because he wasn't ambitious enough, and hadn't given his parents a good life. Within a few months of his third sister-in-law's return, the family had undergone tremendous changes. Even the two girls, Lichun and Liqiu, had earned quite a bit of money with his sister-in-law...

After giving out red envelopes, I finally had one left, which was Erlang's.

Seeing Cui Dalang staring at the red envelope without moving, Old Lady Cui looked defensive: "You're almost a grandfather, and you're still thinking about your child's red envelope?"

Boss Cui blushed naively and let Old Lady Cui tease him.

"No matter how old he is, he is still his mother's child."

Lin placed the last dish on the table with a smile and urged Silang to take his brothers to wash their hands.

Old Mrs. Cui muttered, "That would be a huge loss. No, no, no."

The children were too far away to hear clearly. Yu, who was sitting nearby, couldn't help but smile. After all these years of being a mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, this was the first time she found her mother a little cute.

But what Old Lady Cui said was correct. Old Cui was indeed going to be a grandfather, because after the festival, Dalang would go to pick up his wife.

Originally, I wanted to prepare to come back before the Mid-Autumn Festival. My mother-in-law fell ill half a month ago. The illness can be cured, but Dalang's wife-in-law is worried about her, so she bravely came to Yu for help.

Yu was not a wicked mother-in-law. As long as one was alive, one would inevitably suffer from various illnesses and pains. Besides, the villagers did not care about the date, so the girl could go home and take care of her family with peace of mind.

Two days ago, someone came to deliver a message saying that the mother-in-law had recovered from her illness. Yu simply set the date to after the festival so that the girl could have a good reunion festival at home.

Lights were lit in the yard.

The family chatted and laughed, ate and watched the moon.

Amidst the laughter and chatter, Xiao Hui, who was gnawing bones and guarding the door, suddenly pricked up his ears and stared outside the door vigilantly, then relaxed after a while.

No one noticed that Cui Laoer came over quietly and left again.

The next day, it was the auspicious day for Dalang to get married.

Yesterday, Dalang specially learned how to drive an ox cart from Sifu so that he could drive the cart himself to pick up his wife.

Sifu did not hide anything and he really taught him everything in one day.

Lin rented an ox cart from Uncle Mazi in advance, and asked Sifu to drive Uncle Mazi's ox cart to deliver goods, while her own ox cart was left for Dalang to get married.

The betrothal gifts had already been sent on the day the engagement was made, and today we just need to bring the girl back.

Those who have no money change into new clothes and walk back and forth.

For better-off families, renting an ox cart was considered quite respectable.

As for the Cui family, since the eldest brother Cui was the first one in his generation to get married, everyone wanted to go with them. In the end, except for Sifu who went to the city to deliver goods, the rest all went.

It doesn't look like a wedding reception, with a group of people getting ready, but more like they are going to kidnap the bride.

Dalang can no longer be relied upon. His face turns red when he talks about getting married, let alone arranging one.

Shiro took command.

"Brother, just drive the ox cart. You don't have to worry about anything on the way. Just make sure your new clothes don't get wrinkled."

Dalang quickly tugged at his clothes: "Hmm..."

Si Lang continued to make arrangements: "Third brother, you have studied, do you have any poems about marrying a wife?"

Cui Jingwen paused for a moment and said, "A good marriage is made in heaven, and a good couple is made in heaven."

"Celebrate the day you become a perfect couple, and be happy to be married today."

"..."

Silang smacked his lips. He didn't understand what it was, but it must be a good poem.

"Okay, when we get to my sister-in-law's house, you can recite these poems."

Cui Jingwen patted his chest and said, "Leave it to me."

He is very good at pretending to be a scholar.

"Brother Sanfu, you and I will set off firecrackers later..."

There were so many people in the wedding procession that there wasn't enough work to go around. When it was Wu Lang's turn, all they could do was clap and cheer.

Xiaoliu and Xiaoqi were young, so they were arranged to sit in the truck bed and distribute wedding candies on the road.