A woman in her 70s marries a rough-looking man; her plump wife is too delicate and alluring.

After exchanging their marriage certificates, He Zhaoyang and his wife went directly to the town's supply and marketing cooperative to buy candy.

He Zhaoyang walked to the counter and looked down at the rows of candies pressed under the glass.

Fruit candies, milk candies, sesame candies, all wrapped in brightly colored paper.

"I want five catties of fruit candy and three catties of milk candy," He Zhaoyang said.

The middle-aged woman took the candy from the counter, weighed it, wrapped it in kraft paper, and added a small handful of loose sugar.

"Are you getting married? Here are a few more for you, it's a happy occasion."

Sheng Yuze nodded. "Thank you."

When they reached the area where they sold fabric, Sheng Yuze took out a milk candy, peeled it, and fed it to He Zhaoyang.

The candy tasted sweet in his mouth, and He Zhaoyang happily jumped around, looking at everything.

Sheng Yuze frowned as he watched He Zhaoyang pick out fabric. "What? Are you really planning to make your own wedding dress?"

He Zhaoyang nodded, chewing on his milk candy. "Yeah."

Sheng Yuze: "Isn't it too tiring?"

He Zhaoyang looked up at him.

"You don't understand. On my wedding day, I wore a dress I made myself. They were bound to be curious about where I bought it. When they finally said I made it, that's how the business came about, right?"

He Zhaoyang flashed a sly smile.

Sheng Yuze was stunned for a moment, then his lips also curved into a smile.

"You even do business on your wedding day?"

"Of course."

He Zhaoyang turned around and continued picking out fabrics. His finger paused on a piece of bright red fabric, then moved to a piece of maroon fabric next to it, comparing them back and forth.

"It would be a waste not to use the skills I finally learned to make money."

Sheng Yuze stood behind her, watching her gesture with the fabric, but didn't say anything.

He Zhaoyang looked around for a while, then glanced back at him.

Which color do you think looks best?

"red."

"Of course, aren't they both red?"

Sheng Yuze took a step closer, looked down at the two bolts of cloth, then looked up at He Zhaoyang's face, as if comparing something. Then he pointed to the maroon one.

"This looks good."

He Zhaoyang looked at the cloth in the direction of his finger, then touched the texture of the cloth and nodded.

Then there was a piece of dark blue cloth.

"This is it." She told the cloth vendor the price and paid.

When the two of them came out of the supply and marketing cooperative, the sun was already high in the sky, and there were fewer people on the street.

Sheng Yuze switched the cloth bag to the other side and walked to her left, glancing at her sideways.

When do you plan to start making your wedding dress?

He Zhaoyang: "Let's get back and do it today. It should be done in two or three days."

Sheng Yuze put everything in the car and started the engine.

"That works too. My mother and I will be making wedding preparations these next few days, and three days from now will be an auspicious day."

He Zhaoyang: "Won't three days be too rushed?"

Sheng Yuze gripped the steering wheel, his gaze fixed ahead.

"No rush. Mother said she's checked the auspicious date, and three days from now is indeed a good day."

She's already preparing the food for the banquet; all she needs to do is invite the villagers over for a meal.

He Zhaoyang nodded. "Okay."

After the car came to a stop, He Zhaoyang pushed open the door and got out. Qin Meng was coming out of the kitchen to pour water. When she saw them return, she asked a question.

"Have you bought it?"

"I've bought it, Mom."

He Zhaoyang took the roll of cloth out of the car, and Qin Meng reached out and touched it.

"Not bad, solid. When do you plan to make your move?"

"today."

Qin Meng nodded. "I've already informed everyone. The villagers all know you're going to have a wedding ceremony. Hongmei's family said they'd like to lend a hand, as well as your Aunt Liu. Many people have also said they'd like to share in the joy."

He Zhaoyang was surprised, "There are so many."

Given the current status of the Sheng family, how dare they even come?

"Is Aunt Liu here too?" she asked.

"Come here." Qin Meng wiped her hands. "She told me yesterday that the past is the past, and she has to come to your wedding."

He Zhaoyang didn't reply. She held the roll of cloth tightly and nodded to Qin Meng.

"Okay, I'll go in and cut the fabric first."

She turned and went into the house, spread the cloth on the kang (a heated brick bed), and sat down on the edge of the kang to slowly think about what kind of cloth she wanted to make.

She quickly picked up the chalk and began drawing lines and cutting.

On the third night, He Zhaoyang handed the finished wedding dress to Sheng Yuze and said, "Try it on first."

He Zhaoyang looked at Sheng Yuze, who had changed his clothes, with great joy, his eyes never leaving him.

A navy blue modified Zhongshan suit, worn over a white shirt and dark thin trousers.

He Zhaoyang asked Sheng Yuze to step aside, and she changed into her wedding dress.

When Sheng Yuze came in, he saw a young girl wearing a maroon collared short-sleeved shirt with a straight cut and a slightly cinched waist, paired with navy blue thin twill trousers.

He really felt that choosing maroon was the right choice, as it made He Zhaoyang look even fairer.

That night, Sheng Yuze and He Zhaoyang were so excited that they couldn't fall asleep until midnight.

The next morning, He Zhaoyang heard a noise outside the courtyard.

Pushing open the door and stepping outside, I saw several tables already set up in the courtyard.

Qin Meng was picking vegetables with several of her sisters-in-law at the entrance of the kitchen.

Hongmei came out of the kitchen carrying a basin of washed dishes. She smiled at He Zhaoyang and said, "Zhaoyang, you look beautiful today."

He Zhaoyang looked down at the maroon wedding dress she was wearing. The collar and cuffs were embroidered by herself, with fine stitches.

Before she could answer, several more people entered the courtyard, carrying things in their hands, and greeted her with smiles as soon as they entered.

Congratulations!

He Zhaoyang recognized Wang's wife and her mother-in-law from the east end of the village and quickly went to greet them and take their things.

Sister-in-law Wang took her hand and looked her up and down, her eyes lighting up.

"This dress is so pretty, where did you buy it?"

He Zhaoyang blushed slightly at the praise, "I made it myself."

Aunt Wang was incredibly surprised. "You made this yourself?"

He Zhaoyang nodded.

Sister-in-law Wang glanced at it again, then turned to her mother-in-law and said.

"Look at their craftsmanship! When we get some fabric, we'll ask Zhaoyang to make one for us too."

He Zhaoyang was pulled aside and talked to for a while before he could break free.

When they reached the kitchen door, Qin Meng gave them a bowl of sweet soup.

"Have a sip to moisten your throat, you'll have to offer toasts later."

She stood at the kitchen door with a bowl in her hand, watching the figures of people coming and going in the yard.

Some people were squatting by the wall smoking, some were standing under the jujube tree talking, and Nuannuan was being carried around in the crowd by Li Xuanxue.

She lowered her head and took a sip of the sugar water.

Sheng Yuze walked over from the crowd, stood next to her, and looked at the people in the courtyard. He was quiet for a while before speaking.

"nervous?"

He Zhaoyang held the bowl without looking at him.

"I'm not nervous."

Sheng Yuze smiled, "But I'm a little nervous."

He Zhaoyang could tell he was pretending to be stupid, but he didn't expose him and handed him the bowl of sweet soup he was holding.

"Then take a sip."

Sheng Yuze took it and drank a sip.

Several children came over and pestered He Zhaoyang and Sheng Yuze for candy, and they even tried to sweet-talk them.

"My older brother and sister are both so beautiful."

Wishing my brother and sister a long and happy marriage, and many children.

He Zhaoyang blushed as she was told off, and each of them was given a handful of candy.

Just as she was about to go back to her room to rest for a while, several unexpected people arrived.