Junior sister, she cultivates the way of life

Chapter 113
The last autumn rain was endless.

On the day of the official opening, the rain was a little lighter, but it never meant to stop.

Old man Chen changed into a brand new padded coat, and tidied up carefully in front of the bronze mirror, looking very serious.

Fu Zhu thought that he didn't like Zeng Yong, and he didn't like this wedding either.After all, in the past few days, she has heard the old man scolding the Zeng family a lot.

"This jacket was originally made for my granddaughter, but she didn't wear it, so it's better for you little girl."

Old man Chen saw the talisman in the mirror, and couldn't help but said, "You look more handsome than her, and you dress better than her."

"That girl has no vision, she deserves not to be able to dress well."

He sold a pig and went to the city to buy this jacket. He wanted to surprise the girl, but she thought the color was too earthy and not suitable for a little girl, so she kept it at the bottom of the box.

Fu Zhu looked down at the new clothes, and couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth. Seeing the change in old man Chen's eyes, he quickly twitched the corners of his lips, turning into a smirk, and said against his will, "It's pretty pretty."

"That's about the same." Old man Chen nodded in satisfaction, and took an umbrella, "Let's go, let's have some wine."

Fu Zhu's umbrella was outside. The weather was humid and there was slanting rain. It had been left there for several days and it was still wet.

She opened her umbrella to cover herself from the wind and rain, and kept up with Old Man Chen.

The Zeng family lived in a yard with three entrances and three exits. They pulled a cloth over their heads to keep out the constant rain.

The whole village has come, and there is no room to sit in the yard.Tables and chairs were also installed outside, and the cloth was pulled, but the wind and rain still came in.

"There are too many people inside, let's sit outside." Old Man Chen said lightly.

Fu Zhu wiped the water stains on the wooden chair, and let Wu Sheng sit in the corner.She herself sat on the side without paying much attention.

Old man Chen watched her movements, and said suddenly, "You are a good person, you can be so patient with your dumb brother."

Wu Sheng had not spoken these days, so Old Chen thought he was mute.The age difference between the two is not much, so they naturally thought they were siblings.

Fu Zhu smiled without explaining.

"Boom-"

The sound of the gong attracted everyone's attention.

"Zeng Yong is about to start his hypocritical heartfelt words again." Old man Chen said sullenly, feeling really unhappy in his heart, he poured himself a bowl of wine and drank it down.

The talisman covered Wusheng's bowl with one hand, and looked at old man Chen, "What do you mean?"

"It means that every time a sister gets married, she will play the role of sister-brother love in front of everyone."

If siblings really love each other deeply, they wouldn't send their sister into the pit of fire.

None of Zeng's family is good, but Zeng Hui's girl is really good, and she will help him feed the pigs if nothing happens.

Otherwise, he would not agree to give the few pigs in the family to the Zeng family to make dishes on the flowing water banquet.

"Has he had many sisters?"

Old man Chen sneered, "Not only many sisters, he also has many sisters!"

After marrying the elder sister, he will marry the younger sister. Villagers with daughters will be grateful to their Zeng family. Isn’t the status of the Zeng family becoming more and more stable?

Fu Zhu peeled off a plate of peanuts and pushed it in front of Old Man Chen, asking him to drink so as not to get drunk just by drinking.

Old man Chen picked up a peanut and threw it into his mouth, chewed it twice, he choked on the words of the talisman, "Does Zeng Yong's sister have a lot of peanuts in this plate?"

"Cough cough! Cough cough..." Fuzhu hurriedly recited it for him.

Old man Chen took a sip of wine, swallowed the peanuts in his throat, and said angrily, "You girl, why are you so abrupt about telling jokes!"

Comparing this peanut to Zeng Yong's sister and sister, what did he eat?
Zeng Yong's sister, or Zeng Yong's sister?
Fuzhu greeted him with a smile, and old man Chen couldn't get out the words. He glanced at the peanut plate and said after guessing, "It's not too bad."

Fu Zhu's small face was startled, she just peeled peanuts and didn't count, but she must be in her thirties.

Old Man Chen added: "Including his cousins."

"Zeng Yong's father and uncle have more wives."

Seeing that Zeng Yong's speech had ended, Fu Zhu casually picked up a piece of ginger for Wu Sheng.

When the stew was served, old man Chen quickly put it into the bowl, and the rest of the table looked at him.

The old man stared, not feeling embarrassed at all, "My pig, can I eat a piece of meat?"

We all belong to the same village, and we know that old man Chen cherishes his pigs very much. I don't know what the Zeng family told him, but he generously donated all the pigs.

Since it's his pig, let him be.

Everyone went to pick up other dishes.

Seeing that old man Chen was eating with gusto, Fu Zhu didn't know what to say.

Before, he kept talking about his precious pig at home, and the whole person didn't think about food and drink, but now he is eating well.

Fu Zhu didn't move her chopsticks much, she was waiting for the sedan chair to pick up the bride.

What kind of family is this that makes Old Chen, an outsider, always angry and dissatisfied, feeling that the Zeng family is cheating their daughter.

After a long time, there was still no sedan chair in the rain.

The water seats are coming to an end.

"Invite the bride to board the sedan chair!" A shrill female voice sounded in the noisy crowd, and everyone fell silent instantly.

Several tall and strong villagers bent down and carried a big red sedan from the side room, and dropped it at the entrance of the courtyard.

The sedan chair is embroidered with rich peonies and phoenix birds singing in harmony, and a string of wind chimes is hung on the top of the sedan chair.

Very common sedan style.

Several childish little girls supported the bride and walked out of the courtyard, with tears on their faces.

People who don't know think they are reluctant to marry their elder sister, and sisters love each other deeply.In fact, they just saw Zeng Hui getting married, as if they saw their own future.

"Miss Zeng, get on the sedan chair." The matchmaker urged.

She doesn't care about the bride's sisterly love, she just wants to send the kiss off as soon as possible and go to collect the reward money.

Zeng Hui calmly let go of her younger sister's hand, and with the support of the matchmaker, she got into the sedan chair.

The matchmaker laughed and said, "Get up the sedan chair!"

The sedan chair was a little unstable when it was lifted up. Zeng Hui tilted her body and the red hijab fell off.

She didn't pick it up either, and let the red hijab fall by her feet.

Zeng Hui lifted the curtain slightly, looking for something in the crowd.

Her eyes were fixed on one person, old man Chen didn't look at this side, he was talking to a girl in a flower jacket.

"Are you leaving? Before the rain stops?"

Fuzhu opened the umbrella and covered Wusheng under the umbrella, "I won't wait."

Old man Chen was a little disappointed, but he quickly returned to normal, "You girl has been disliked for a long time, so I wish I could leave earlier, so as not to be annoying."

Fuzhu naturally knew that he was duplicity, and said in a soft voice, "But I met Mr. Chen, and it was a good match."

It seemed that he was being unreasonable.

Old man Chen turned his back and waved his hands, "Let's go."

Fuzhu leads Wusheng towards the rain curtain.

When old man Chen turned around again, the figure of the girl staying overnight had disappeared.

There is no trace when it comes, and there is no trace when it goes.

The sedan chair also went up the mountain.

He hasn't seen that girl Zeng Hui for the last time yet.

Fuzhu followed the sedan chair unhurriedly, the sound of the rain was urgent, and the sound of the wind chimes was slow.

Knowing that she was following someone, Riji lowered her voice, and asked curiously, "Fu Zhu, do you want to see what the bride looks like?"

　Everyone has been to Qixi Festival, and I am humble
　　
　
(End of this chapter)