The woman from the city also said, “Yes, it was really embarrassing. Thank goodness we made it on ti sowhat.”
Han Jinyu heard this from the room and said angrily, “This is my lucky month, it’s not my fault.”
“Sister, it’s getting late, we have to hurry. Why don’t we eat the farewell noodles earlier?” The kind woman advised her through the window.
Old Lady Han and Han Jinyu continued to huddle in the room, wanting to express their frustration.
Eldest Brother Han was so anxious that he kept looking at Eldest Sister-in-law Han and Lin Lan, wanting them to go and persuade the two won.
But Lin Lan didn’t move and she wouldn’t go either, whereas Eldest Sister-in-law Han hesitated. Although she hated Han Jinyu, this was also related to the reputation of the old Han family.
Han Qingsong went in before they could and glanced at Han Jinyu, “If you don’t want to get married, then forget it. It’s not too late to regret it now.”
He was telling the truth, but Han Jinyu thought he was making fun of her and jumped down imdiately, “I’m packing my things, aren’t I?”
Han Qinghua also laughed and said, “Pack your things quickly, don’t miss the auspicious ti.”
The few people who ca to welco the bride had ti to greet and introduce themselves to the Han family. They were also all familiar with Han Jinyu already.
The gentle ones were a couple. The man was Liu Haozhe’s colleague in the factory, nad Li Zhaolong. On the other hand, the burlier ones were also a couple. They were Liu Haozhe’s cousin Liu Dache from his hotown.
Li Zhaolong apologised while taking out cigarettes from his pocket to share with Old Man Han and the other Han brothers.
Old Man Han couldn’t bear to use cigarettes to smoke and shook his head, declining the offer. On the other hand, Eldest Brother Han didn’t smoke. And although Second Brother Han didn’t smoke, he took a few cigarettes and put one on his ear. He saw lots of cadres who went to the countryside acting like this.
Li Zhaolong handed Han Qingsong a cigarette as well, but Han Qingsong shook his head, “No thank you, I don’t smoke.”
Li Zhaolong smiled before he struck a match to light the pipe for Old Man Han and did the sa for Second Brother Han. He talked to a few people while smoking. He was kind and talkative, conversing about the farm work, work points, the harvest in the village and then about the harvest next year after the snow recedes. These were all topics that the rural mbers were happy to participate in talking about.
Han Qingsong, “Is Liu Haozhe seriously injured?”
Li Zhaolong smiled bitterly, “It’s a bit serious. His ankle was swollen at the ti. He wanted to grit his teeth and insisted on coming over, but it was a pity indeed. I didn’t want him to co any longer in order to avoid worsening the injury.”
Han Qingsong nodded, “If it’s a broken bone or a sprained ankle, he should take good care of it.”
Han Jinyu had already heard Li Zhaolong’s wife vividly describe how Liu Haozhe fell and was no longer angry and anxious. In fact, she wanted nothing more than to leave imdiately.
Madam Li said that they had to eat since they had to keep the ceremony going. It was a form of tradition, after all.
Han Jinyu began to urge Old Lady Han to hurry up, disgusted with the Eldest Sister-in-law for dawdling, “What are you doing? You have been slow for the entire morning.”
She gave Lin Lan a look as she answered, “Then don’t expect to do anything good.”
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