Ugly girl only wants to farm

Aunt Zhang had urged them several times to go and rest early and not to drink too late.

Shen Siheng, still holding a wine jar, swayed from side to side and let out a burp, waving at Aunt Zhang.

"It's rare for the old lady to be so happy, so we should celebrate properly."

After saying that, he looked melancholy and said, "Qi Yu has already found a wife, while I'm still all alone."

Zhang Xuyang joked from the side, "Why don't you hurry back? Believe me, if you want to get married, matchmakers will be lining up at your doorstep tomorrow. There must be a line of women wanting to marry you for two whole streets, right?"

Shen Siheng steadied himself by holding onto the table, his words barely audible: "No, no, I can't let my wife restrict me. I'm used to being free. Seeing how chaotic my older brother and sister-in-law's house is every day, I want some peace and quiet."

The old woman slapped Zhang Xuyang: "You have nothing better to do than let him drink so much? Doesn't he have to go to his wedding tomorrow? Will he even be able to get up tomorrow? You two are really being ridiculous. Don't you even know what time it is? Alright, alright, I'll go make some hangover soup and pour it into his mouth later, then help him to your room to put you to bed."

As the old woman walked toward the kitchen, she didn't forget to give a word of advice.

"You two can't drink anymore. You'll be busy tomorrow."

While it was still early, Aunt Qi, carrying what she was holding, knocked on Yue Niang's door.

At this moment, Yue Niang was coaxing Ya Ya to sleep. The little girl had her round eyes wide open and showed no signs of sleepiness.

"Mother is angry, quickly close your eyes."

Ya Ya whispered, "Mommy, I'm really asleep. I'm so sleepy, you should go to sleep too. Scratch my back so I can fall asleep."

The Moon Goddess gently tapped her nose: "Little rascal, hurry up and go to sleep. Tomorrow, Mommy will dress you in new clothes and give you lots of candy! But you'd better go to sleep quickly or there won't be any left!"

When Aunt Qi arrived, Yue Niang had just finished coaxing Ya Ya to sleep.

Seeing that she was wearing undergarments and her hair was still dripping wet, Aunt Qi quickly reminded her.

"Moon Lady, hurry up and dry your hair, be careful not to catch a cold. I'll just say a few words to you and then leave, you have to get up early tomorrow."

Yue Niang could faintly hear laughter coming from her younger brother's room, so she guessed they wouldn't be leaving anytime soon and invited Aunt Qi inside to sit for a while. She handed her some dried bayberry soup that had been left to cool.

"Aunt Qi, have a sip of this bayberry soup. It's sweet and sour and refreshing. These were picked by Sister Xu at the butcher's wife's house today. It took her an hour to prepare them. Try them first."

Aunt Qi picked up the bowl and took a sip: "Hmm, Xiao Meng's wife's cooking is really good. This bayberry soup is sweet and sour. Give Ya Ya some to whet her appetite. Oh, and this is for you." As she spoke, she pushed a small box over.

Moon Lady looked at her with a puzzled expression: "This is..."

She thought to herself that it couldn't be a family heirloom of the Qi family, something that was only passed down to the daughter-in-law.

Her face flushed red instantly, and she looked shy: "Aunt Qi, didn't you give this to me too early?"

Then he muttered to himself, "Shouldn't it be after I get married, or a few years later, before you give it to me?"

Aunt Qi also looked puzzled: "Why do we have to wait a few years to give it to you? It's perfect to give it to you now!"

She was also puzzled as to whether this gift had to be given on an auspicious day. It was indeed her oversight that she had given it earlier; she should have given it on the day she agreed to the wedding. She hadn't thought of this at the time and had been picking out styles these past few days, trying to get as many as possible.

Moon Lady pointed at the box with a shy expression, and then hesitated for a long time before finally speaking.

"This must be some kind of family heirloom from the Qi family. Isn't it a bit too early to give it to me now? What if I have a bad memory and can't remember where I put it? You can keep it for now and give it to me later."

When Aunt Qi saw her shy expression, she chuckled and pushed the box closer to her, gesturing for her to open it and take a look.

The Moon Goddess gently reached out and opened the box, revealing four plain silver hairpins inside. Each hairpin was carved with a different flower, representing the four seasons. Although simple in design, they possessed a unique charm. There was also a pair of pearl earrings the size of grains of rice.

For a moment, Yue Niang was quite surprised and quickly covered her mouth. What had she been thinking? Did she think that Aunt Qi had given her some kind of family heirloom? She had made a huge fool of herself.

She felt her face burning, and to hide her embarrassment, she quickly lowered her head and twisted the hem of her clothes.

Seeing that she had twisted the clothes into a pretzel shape, the old woman chuckled softly and took out a silver lotus hairpin, a symbol of summer. A blooming lotus flower and a lotus seedpod peeked out playfully.

The old woman held up the hairpin and touched his head a couple of times: "Indeed, this hairpin suits you very well. Consider these little things as a betrothal gift for you, and I hope you won't find them offensive. It's a blessing for my Yu'er to marry you. Don't worry, my daughter and I will definitely treat Ya Ya well in the future. We will definitely treat her like our own daughter."

Moon Maiden's eyes welled up with tears, and suddenly a tear fell. She quickly raised her hand and rubbed it a couple of times.

"My eyes were a little itchy, and I rubbed them casually. I don't know if a small moth got in. There are so many flying insects and moths in the summer."

The old woman glanced at the sky outside and pointed outside: "Those young men are still drinking. I see it's getting late. Go over and make them some hangover soup. You should go to sleep early."

After Meng Jiu returned to the house reeking of alcohol, Xu Chaoyan pinched her nose and pointed to the inner room with a look of disgust.

"I've already prepared water for you. Go take a bath first and wash away the stench of alcohol on you. It's really unpleasant."

Meng Jiuhe frowned. He didn't know what was wrong with him today. He hadn't drunk much, just a couple of small drinks.

He was afraid his wife would be annoyed by his smell of alcohol when she came back, so he took a long walk outside before returning. But he still got a scolding.

Suddenly, a mischievous idea popped into his head. Instead of heading into the inner room, he slowly approached Xu Chaoyan and tackled her to the ground.

Caught off guard, Xu Chaoyan quickly reached out to resist.

"You reek of alcohol; are you trying to kill the mosquitoes with your breath?"

Meng Jiuhe moved even closer to her, their noses touching: "Smell carefully, I don't smell at all."

Just as Meng Jiu was burying his face in her neck, Xu Chaoyan shoved him away and dragged him into the inner room. Every now and then, curses could be heard from inside.

Around 3 AM, Meng Jiuxia had prepared all the hot water and hangover soup, and knocked on their door, only to be scolded again. Shuizi, in the inner room, looked puzzled.

"Sister-in-law, we'll definitely get you a nice bathtub after we move. Why are you so frugal? We told you to get a new one a long time ago, but you've been making do with this one for so long."

She glared at her elder brother with some dissatisfaction: "So you've been spending all your money on this person's writing materials. Be careful not to spoil him."

Xu Chaoyan looked at the nonchalant man beside her and saw him carefully wiping his face with a cloth using his long, slender fingers.

Suddenly her face flushed red, and she kicked him. Meng Jiu looked at her, completely bewildered.

Xu Chaoyan glared at her again: "I don't like you."

Weddings for poor families are inherently simpler, and they also skip many details.

Qi Yu, dressed in wedding attire, led Shen Siheng towards the Zhang family's house to fetch the bride.

Zhang Xuyang carried his sister out of the house. The two families lived very close to each other, so it was just a formality.

Shen Siheng even went to get a bridal sedan chair, saying that it had everything that should be there. This one doesn't have a bridal sedan chair or suona horns, how can it look like a wedding?

Qi Yu rode a tall horse, wearing a big red flower, and walked around the alley with a happy expression. Along the way, many neighbors and friends watched.

Meng Jiuhe and Zhang Xuyang distributed some candy and wedding cakes to the side.

As Li Guangshuo walked, he complained, "It's all your fault. Today is Wanyu's son's special day, but you kept dawdling and I almost missed it. I'll punish you with your monthly allowance when we get back."

Li Si stood there silently, not daring to utter a sound. It was clearly the master who had gotten up at dawn and was rummaging through the pile of clothes, trying them on again and again. Sometimes one color was too dark, sometimes another was too dark, and sometimes the shoes didn't fit. He had been fussing over it for two hours.

He even had the wild idea of ​​sending Li Si to a clothing store to buy him a set, but Li Si stopped him, saying that the store wasn't open yet.

In the end, he chose the same outfit he had tried on the first time, and then rushed over in a hurry. In his words, it was only good enough to make do, and he wanted Wanyu to see it properly; he couldn't be as casual as before.

Ever since he found out that her son was getting married, he tried every means to get Li Si to send some money over, but Li Si refused.

He had been feeling down, so he thought that if he sent a wedding gift on the day of the wedding, the other person wouldn't refuse it.

He happened to be walking at the entrance of the alley when a wedding procession appeared at the other end and walked towards him. The groom at the head of the procession was handsome and had a tall and straight figure. He looked somewhat familiar.