"If they weren’t making a fuss about splitting up the family, I would have helped him bring his bride ho before the new year too," he said.
Since Ji Ying’s bride price wasn’t coming from her anyway, Liu Sani was happy to say a good word; she said, "It’s not that I don’t want to lend the bowls and tables, but Qinghu is coming ho today."
Xu Qinghu had recently been going through hard tis. Initially, Liu Sani was unhappy about being kept in the dark, but as ti passed and she saw her daughter getting thinner, her heart softened.
Thinking of her daughter’s return, she wanted to make sothing delicious no matter what.
"She even has the nerve to co back."
Whenever Xu Zhong spoke about what Xu Qinghu had done, he would scowl and say, "Everyone else lends them, if I, her own grandfather, don’t lend them, where would I put my face?"
The last ti he was scolded by his uncles, he felt ashad every ti he thought about it. He was a grandfather, nearly a great-grandfather, and yet he was scolded terribly.
"Qingjiang, you’re back just in ti. Take the tables and bowls over," Xu Zhong gave the instructions as soon as he saw Xu Qingjiang returning.
"Dad, I ca back just to get those things," Xu Qingjiang said with a smile.
"Dad, don’t be mad. I went to school today, just to notify them. It freed up today and tomorrow. Nianji is getting married, and as his uncle, I should also help out," Xu Qingjiang said.
His words finally eased Xu Zhong’s heavy heart.
Liu Sani didn’t have her own sons or grandsons, so Xu Zhong could understand her bias, but Xu Qingjiang and Xu Qinghe were real brothers.
Xu Zhong accompanied Xu Qingjiang to deliver the bowls and tables.
Xu Qinghe, not knowing about Xu Yuchun’s situation, said, "Dad, Qingjiang, that’s great. We still need one more table and so bowls."
Zhao Juxiang was persuaded by Xu Qingjiang to co help too, but although she was there, she didn’t do much.
Ji Ying, knowing the nature of this sister-in-law, didn’t bother to say anything.
Tomorrow was the day his daughter-in-law would enter the family. Ji Ying didn’t want to have unhappiness with others on such a joyous occasion as his son’s wedding.
Ji Ying and Xu Qinghe had good reputations in the village; many people ca to help, and many ca to drink.
It was the third of August.
"Big brother, you already look very handso, the handsost groom," Nianhua teased. Today, his older brother wore a white shirt, dark blue pants, a large red flower on his chest, and shiny leather shoes on his feet.
Being in good spirits for a happy occasion, his face couldn’t help but show an unstoppable smile.
With fine features to start, Xu Nianji looked even more dashing and handso dressed in brand-new clothes.
"Little sister, stop teasing your big brother and check if there’s anything amiss with what I’m wearing," Xu Nianji said, touching the pristine white shirt on his body, unsure where to put his hands.
It was the first ti in his life that he was wearing brand-new clothes.
During his engagent to Zhou He, he had only worn Xu Zhihao’s borrowed clothes.
"Especially handso," Xu Nianhua thought his older brother was particularly suited to white shirts. He wasn’t the overly thin type; his body had developed quite a bit of muscle from physical labor, yet he was still lean without appearing bulky. The white shirt seed tailor-made for him.
"Looks great," Xu Nian’an thought, and decided that he too would buy a white shirt when he had enough money, praising his little sister’s great idea. The siblings had managed to afford a whole outfit and shoes for him.
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