1952: Walking through Nantongluo Alley

Liu Haizhong looked at Yan Bugui's one cent and suddenly felt heartbroken.

He hesitated whether he should be shameless enough to ask Yi Zhonghai to change the dollar into one cent.

In the end, he didn't say it out of shame.

The rest of the people handed in their contributions one after another. Except for Xu Damao's father who generously gave one cent, the rest all gave one cent.

Jia Zhangshi and Jia Dongxu's expressions became increasingly ugly.

Originally, the second uncle started with one dollar, and he can make a lot of money tonight.

Unexpectedly, when it was the third uncle's turn, he cut it in half.

Even if we add the fifty cents given by Yi Zhonghai, the total amount collected tonight is only one dollar and seventy-nine cents.

Not even two.

Jia Zhang glared at Yan Bugui who was chatting with Liu Haizhong.

Otherwise, this old guy might be able to make a few bucks tonight.

After the meeting, Jia Zhang followed Jia Dongxu back home. She was so angry that she threw the 1.79 yuan in her hand on the table.

"Dongxu, don't prepare any meat or anything like that tomorrow. Just stir-fry some vegetables as a token of your appreciation."

"They only give a penny for the share and still want to eat meat? They can dream on."

"Mom, I know everything." Jia Dongxu nodded.

……

Silent all night.

The next day, before dawn...

Jia Dongxu changed into a Zhongshan suit with a big red flower hanging on his chest, walked out of the room and set off a string of firecrackers at the door.

The noisy neighbors woke up from their sleep, and many of them were cursing Jia Dongxu in their beds.

They're making noise so early, how can I sleep?

After setting off the firecrackers, Jia Zhang and her son followed the matchmaker Sun to Sunjiazhuang to welcome the bride.

Matchmaker Sun rushed over late last night, fearing that she would miss the auspicious day.

Since they didn't have bicycles, it took the three of them most of the day to walk. Fortunately, they left early, and when they arrived at Sunjiazhuang, the sun had just risen.

At this time, Tingting changed into a red floral cheongsam, which outlined her slender figure. If you didn't know, you would think she was cosplaying the Michelin tire logo.

"Tingting, the groom is here, why don't you put on the veil quickly?"

Tingting's sister-in-law brought two little boys to Tingting's boudoir and said urgingly.

"Oh, I'll put on the red veil right away."

Tingting stretched out her arm to take the veil, and the moment her arm stretched out, a tearing sound was heard.

Tingting only felt a gust of cold wind blowing under her armpits, and her pretty face suddenly turned red.

"This cheongsam is a little too small..."

The two children covered their mouths and laughed.

"Auntie, your clothes are out of place."

Her sister-in-law rubbed the two children's heads.

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Then she took needle and thread to mend Tingting's cheongsam.

Because Tingting was too fat, it was difficult to mend the clothes that had already stretched out. It took a long time to mend them.

Her sister-in-law arranged it.

"Tingting, be careful when you raise your arms. Don't stretch your cheongsam out again."

Tingting nodded.

Her sister-in-law covered Tingting with a red veil, and then helped Tingting to the living room.

At this time, Jia Dongxu had been waiting in the living room for a long time and even drank two or three cups of tea.

Seeing Tingting walking out of the bedroom supported by her sister-in-law, Jia Dongxu's eyes boldly swept over Tingting.

Comparing himself with Tingting's sister-in-law next to him, Jia Dongxu felt a sense of loss deep in his heart.

"What are you still standing there for? Why don't you go and help the bride?" Matchmaker Sun reminded from the side.

Jia Dongxu stood up and supported Tingting, then said goodbye to her parents and walked out to the courtyard.

Before leaving, Matchmaker Sun set off a string of firecrackers in the yard.

Just like that, a large group of people walked towards the city.

This walk lasted most of the day.

During this time, Tingting kept complaining.

Complaining that Jia Dongxu didn't even buy a bicycle.

Jia Dongxu just smiled faintly. Maybe it was because he had just seen Tingting's sister-in-law, but he was becoming more and more annoyed with Tingting.

There was even a feeling of jealousy growing from the bottom of my heart.

Why are other people's wives all slim, but Jia Dongxu's wife looks like a Michelin tire?

After finally arriving at the courtyard, the group was already exhausted and out of breath.

After a simple wedding ceremony, Jia Zhang and Jia Dongxu went to the kitchen to prepare dinner.

Her sister-in-law brought her children to Tingting's new house and saw the furniture in the room and a sewing machine in the corner.

She was also a little jealous inside.

Although Tingting is not very good-looking, she is really lucky and has found a partner in the city.

Moreover, the situation at his home was 100 times better than hers. Not only was the house made of blue bricks and red tiles, but there was also a rare item like a sewing machine.

Looking at the mud house at her home, the huge difference made her a little unacceptable.

Her original name was Wang Caihua. She married Tingting's brother eight years ago. Although their life was hard, the family was still happy.

"Mom, my aunt's house is so beautiful. What is that thing? I have never seen it before." The child said, pointing to the sewing machine beside him.

"That's called a sewing machine. Don't touch it, or your aunt might break it."

"Come on, let's go outside and take a look."

Wang Caihua led her two children out of Tingting's new house.

As soon as I walked out of the room, I almost bumped into Jia Dongxu.

"You must be Tingting's sister-in-law, right? I'm so sorry I didn't run into you just now."

Wang Caihua blushed and shook her head, then hurried away with her two children.

Jia Dongxu looked at Wang Caihua's back, put his hand on his chin and kept clicking his tongue.

"She's not bad looking, but it's a pity that she married Tingting's brother."

"It would be great if you could marry me..."

Jia Dongxu laughed lewdly twice and then opened the door.

At this time, Jia Dongxu had finished his work in the kitchen. Seeing Tingting left alone in the house, he thought she must be very lonely, so he thought of coming over to accompany her.

Jia Dongxu looked at Tingting sitting on the bed. Although she was a little fat, she was at least a woman.

He laughed obscenely and sat down next to Tingting.

As soon as I sat down, the restless hands were ready to wander away.

With a loud bang, Tingting knocked Jia Dongxu's hand away.

"Touch me again or I'll chop off your hand."

Tingting said in a cold tone.

Suddenly, Jia Dongxu was frightened and no longer dared to have any other thoughts.

At this time, the guests outside sat down around the table.

Three aunts were sitting together discussing Jia Dongxu's new wife.

"This bride is a little fat..." Auntie Three said casually.

"She's more than just fat. Haven't you noticed that her clothes are stretched out, and the sewing threads are sticking out of her armpits." The second aunt said with a smile.

"Speak softly, don't let your sister-in-law and the bride's family hear you." An aunt reminded.

They originally thought that Jia Dongxu’s wife was so beautiful, but it turned out to be the fat Tingting.