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Han Qingru reached out and took the plastic bag from Jiang Ye's hand.

"It smells so good! Did you get up so early to buy this? I'm starving, don't just stand here at the door, come in and eat with me."

Her tone was relaxed and natural, carrying the warmth and casualness of an older sister.

She has completely returned to her previous gentle, considerate, and composed demeanor as a female CEO. The woman with tears in her eyes and a trembling voice from last night seems to have vanished into thin air.

Jiang Ye stood there, stunned, for several seconds before he could react.

When he came to his senses, a surge of immense relief and elation welled up inside him.

Whether she was faking it or genuinely being magnanimous and forgiving, as long as she didn't get angry or say she wanted to leave him, he would do anything for her now.

"Okay! Alright!"

Jiang Ye quickly agreed and followed him into the room, closing the door behind him.

The two set out breakfast on the small round table in the room and sat facing each other.

Jiang Ye diligently inserted the straw into the soy milk for her and handed it to her. Han Qingru took the soy milk, took a bite of the xiaolongbao (soup dumpling), and praised the taste of the dumpling as truly authentic.

Although a subtle, almost imperceptible feeling still lingered in the air, and the two tacitly avoided mentioning a single word about last night, the overall atmosphere miraculously returned to that warm and harmonious state.

. . . .

After having breakfast, seeing that it was still early, the two decided to wander around the ancient villages surrounding the town.

On the one hand, it was to aid digestion, and on the other hand, it was to immerse myself in the local customs and culture and breathe in the rural air free of smog.

Just as they strolled to the foot of a large locust tree at the village entrance, the two heard a deafening sound of firecrackers coming from inside the village.

The crackling sound made the leaves fall down in a flurry.

Along with the sound of firecrackers came a cheerful and loud suona horn, playing a festive folk tune, which immediately told you that a great joyous occasion was about to begin.

"Let's go check out the excitement," Jiang Ye said to Han Qingru, in high spirits.

Following the sound, we found that a family in the village was holding a traditional wedding ceremony.

This is an old farmhouse with a large courtyard, filled with round tables covered with red plastic sheets. The whole village is filled with a joyous atmosphere, with bright red "double happiness" characters pasted all over the walls.

Women helping in the kitchen carried large iron basins in and out, the steaming aroma of the dishes wafting far and wide. Villagers gathered in small groups, chatting and cracking sunflower seeds, their faces beaming with simple, warm smiles.

Jiang Ye and Han Qingru stood by the roadside watching the commotion, finding the lively and down-to-earth rural wedding quite interesting.

However, their outstanding appearance and temperament, as well as their attire, made them stand out from the surrounding villagers, like cranes among chickens, and they quickly attracted the attention of an elder in the host family.

An elderly man wearing a red vest and holding a pipe came over.

The old man sized Jiang Ye up and down a few times, then suddenly slapped his thigh, revealing a grin with a missing front tooth: "Oh my! Isn't this the Jiang family's grandson, Xiao Ye? And Qingru, right?"

Jiang Ye was stunned for a moment, then looked closely and recognized him as Grandpa Liu from the village.

"Grandpa Liu, it's you! You have such a good memory," Jiang Ye greeted with a smile.

"Oh my, it's been so many years! I can't believe how much you've grown! Ono's gotten so strong, and Qingru's blossomed into an angel!"

Grandpa Liu was incredibly enthusiastic. He simply tucked his pipe into his waistband and grabbed one of them with each hand.

"Come on in! Today is my grandson's wedding day! You two handsome young people from the city must come in and sit down, join us for the feast and share in the joy. Our village hasn't had such striking young people in a long time, so please join us for the meal!"

Grandpa Liu was quite strong; he dragged them into the yard.

Han Qingru glanced at Jiang Ye, feeling somewhat embarrassed, but she couldn't refuse the old man's request in this situation.

Unable to refuse his hospitality, the two could only smile and agree, obediently following Grandpa Liu into the courtyard.

However, they certainly couldn't accept the banquet for nothing. Jiang Ye quickly found a secluded corner, took out cash from his wallet, borrowed a red envelope from the host, filled it with a thick red envelope as a gift, and placed it on the table where the gift ledger was kept, prompting the host to thank him repeatedly.

The two were seated at a table with a great view.

Just then, Jiang Ye's cell phone in his pocket started vibrating.

When I took it out, I saw that it was a call from Lei Heng.

"I'll take this call." Jiang Ye greeted Han Qingru, got up, walked to the earthen wall outside the courtyard where it was a little quieter, and pressed the answer button.

As soon as the call connected, Lei Heng's voice came through.

Lei Heng's efficiency is always impeccable. In just one day, he had already contacted a top-tier rural architecture design team in the country and paid the deposit. This team is preparing to carry out a comprehensive design and renovation of the old house that Jiang Ye has his eye on.

"Brother Ye, the team has already set off and should be able to conduct on-site surveys as early as tomorrow," Lei Heng reported over the phone.

Jiang Ye nodded in satisfaction and briefly explained a few key points over the phone.

"Tell the designer there's only one requirement: the old house must retain its original rustic charm; the style of the blue bricks and gray tiles cannot be changed. However, the interior structure and decoration must incorporate modern living comforts. Underfloor heating, central air conditioning, smart home technology—get all of that included, understand?"

"Understood, Brother Ye, don't worry, I'll definitely have them build a top-notch farmhouse villa!"

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Ye walked back to the banquet table, sat down next to Han Qingru, and told her the good news.

Han Qingru's eyes lit up after hearing this.

As they watched the lively wedding procession outside, the two huddled together, excitedly discussing their future plans.

. . .

Just then.

As the suona horn rang out again in a high-pitched voice, the wedding procession slowly drove into the village.

The sound of firecrackers reached another climax, and the lively wedding banquet officially began.

This wedding banquet was not held indoors, but was instead held directly on the spacious and flat threshing ground in the village.

A huge red rain shelter was erected above the threshing ground using thick bamboo poles, and dozens of large round tables covered with red plastic sheets were lined up in a row, creating a bright red expanse that was quite a spectacular sight.

This is the most distinctive local "flowing banquet".

The kitchen was set up on the edge of the rain shelter, a makeshift open-air stove built with red bricks. At this moment, the firewood in the stove was burning brightly, with flames leaping out. Several local chefs, wearing white aprons and covered in sweat, were wielding shovels as big as coal shovels, vigorously stirring and stir-frying in iron pots larger than washbasins.

The aroma, a blend of firewood, soy sauce, and meat, wafted through the village on the autumn breeze, making one's mouth water just from smelling it.

Jiang Ye and Han Qingru were seated at a table among very hospitable villagers.

Although no one knew these two young men from the city, they saw that they were handsome and had kind faces, so they all smiled and urged them to eat more.