Siheyuan, don't yell at me

Although Qin Huairu relied on the baby in her belly to make trouble, He Daqing even thought about not returning home.

It's just a thought, but it's a new hope, after all, that stupid thing called the pillar seems to be useless.

Since it concerns the future of the He family, He Daqing has no choice but to compromise and coax Qin Huairu in a sweet voice.

Qin Huairu completely turned the tables and directed He Daqing around.

He Daqing thought that it was better to share happiness with others than to enjoy it alone.

He Daqing shared many of the things Qin Huairu arranged with He Yuzhu.

Qin Huairu mentioned last time that her brother-in-law was going to get married.

How could He Daqing not take it to heart? He had to save Qin Huairu's face.

On this day, He Daqing went to the steel rolling mill early in the morning and borrowed a bicycle from the factory.

Carrying Qin Huairu and loaded with bags, they rushed to their eldest brother-in-law's house.

As they were almost at the village, Qin Huairu was as happy as a restless little bird, constantly greeting people she knew.

Father-in-law and brother-in-law saw He Daqing riding a bicycle with a lot of bags on it.

His eyes were smiling. He Daqing was really good at handling things and earned enough face for the Qin family.

The father-in-law was extremely enthusiastic, calling his son-in-law "good son-in-law" left and right, as if the person who beat him last time was not He Daqing.

The elder brother-in-law would help out from time to time and kept praising his brother-in-law for being awesome and capable.

The mother-in-law was smiling happily and kept praising Qin Huairu for her good luck.

Qin Huairu looked very proud.

"Mom, look at what you said, it's obvious that he got the upper hand.

Look at him, he is old, has a round face and looks so ugly.

I, Qin Huairu, am a beauty in the surrounding area. Marrying him will be a blessing for his family."

The mother-in-law's face froze, not knowing how to respond, and she secretly observed He Daqing's expression.

My father-in-law and brother-in-law also looked embarrassed.

Damn it, what a lie.

If He Daqing got angry and beat us up, that would be fine, but if he wanted to take back the bags on the bicycle, wouldn't that be the end of our lives?

He Daqing felt a rush of blood to his forehead and he trembled with anger.

Damn it, I, He Daqing, care about my reputation the most. You stinky bitch, it’s ok for you to order me around at home, but how dare you act so rudely when I’m outside?

Qin Huairu didn't care. She puffed out her belly, turned her nose up, and faced He Daqing's gaze.

He Daqing grinned.

"What my wife said makes sense, it is indeed the case.

But, it’s because I, He Daqing, am capable and can make money.

Not to mention anything else, our family eats dry food for every meal, and we only have meat every two or three days.

Only you, Qin Huairu, are somewhat pretty. If it were an ordinary person, I wouldn’t look down on you…”

He Daqing resolved the awkwardness with a few words and praised Qin Huairu at the same time.

Qin Huairu glared at He Daqing proudly and then gave up.

"Mom, it's only because I'm pregnant with his child that I'm so easy to talk to.

Otherwise, this guy has a dog-like face, he changes his face at any time~"

"Oh, you're pregnant?

God bless you~

Come inside, come inside, it's cold outside.

Old man, hurry up and light up the kang."

The brother-in-law didn't even need He Daqing to ask him to do anything. He just took the bags from the bicycle and hung them on his body.

Outside the house, the villagers watched the excitement and then continued with their work.

The tables, chairs and benches borrowed from each household were placed one by one in the open space.

Every household in the village sent a representative to the banquet.

Although it was called a banquet, everyone actually brought their own bowls, chopsticks, steamed bread and pickles.

You eat by yourself, but it's just that everyone is together and it's lively.

After all, these days, no one is well off and it is not easy to have enough to eat.

However, weddings and funerals have to be celebrated.

Thus, the current tradition was formed, where guests bring their own dry food and eat their own food.

There were only men at the table, not a single woman.

It is also a tradition among the villagers that women are not allowed to eat at the table in formal occasions.

He Daqing took out a pack of cigarettes, opened it, and smoked them one by one.

This elder brother, that younger brother, they are on close terms with each other.

Not for anything else, just for the resentment points of these old men.

Qin Huairu is a beauty in the area, and many men are thinking about her.

Now, He Daqing has become a conspicuous person.

Among all the masters, which one doesn’t feel resentful?

Moreover, He Daqing looked very arrogant, like a city person looking down on country people. If he wasn't angry, he must have come from the palace.

Everyone was getting bored waiting, and someone suggested bringing in the village landlords and criticizing them to liven up the atmosphere.

Naturally, everyone agreed readily, as criticizing and denouncing landlords was something that was approved by the organization.

Soon, a so-called rich landlord was pushed out by the cursing crowd.

The rich landlord curled up into a ball, and the villagers pointed at him and started to criticize him.

There was only a few words of cursing, and after a while, He Daqing got tired of it.

Things like how much land the family has, how they have money but don’t help their relatives, they are worse than pigs and dogs and so on.

Well, with that little bit of land, I can be considered a rich peasant at best.

And looking at the so-called landlord, the calluses on his hands from years of hard work are not acquired in a day.

He Daqing could even imagine that the so-called landlords were the ones whose wealth was accumulated through frugality by several generations of grandparents and grandchildren.

There are indeed unkind and unjust landlords, but they are definitely not the one before us.

As the guests gradually took their seats, the sun rose higher and higher.

Soon it was 10 noon, and an old man, who was very senior, shouted at the top of his voice:

"The auspicious time has arrived, bridegroom, bride happily worship heaven and earth~

One bow to heaven and earth~

Two bows to the parents, two bows~

The couple bowed to each other, and the ceremony was over.

Send to the bridal chamber~"

As soon as the ceremony was over, several old ladies hurriedly led the bride into the house.

The bride couldn't even have a hot meal, and only that bastard He Daqing invited Qin Huairu to the table on the wedding day, and no one else dared to say a word.

Although the bride was covered with a red veil, He Daqing still could see something.

She has big feet, thick legs, and a perky butt. She is a very fertile girl.

Country people like to marry such people, who are strong and can work in the fields.

He Daqing was sitting at the table in the main hall of the house. Apart from his father-in-law and his elder brother-in-law, the others at the table were all respected elders in the village.

In addition to the steamed bread made of three-grain flour, there were also the fine wine and delicious food brought by He Daqing on the table.

A bunch of old guys were drooling and staring at the meat dishes on the table, their eyes turning green.

Fortunately, the old man sitting at the main seat was quite prestigious and didn't say anything, so no one dared to pick up their chopsticks.

He Daqing didn't care about that. He took the beer and poured it for everyone.

"Come on, come on, Royal City Beer, it's a new product. I heard that foreigners also like to drink this, let's try it~"

Soon, the atmosphere at the table became lively and orderly.

Everyone has an idea of ​​how much each person should eat from the food on the table. If you dare to take one more bite, others will give you a glare.

After finishing the Imperial City Beer, He Daqing started to get busy again.

"Come on, come on, Moutai to welcome you. This wine is so expensive that you can't buy it even if you have money.

Only I, He Daqing, have money and noodles, so everyone can drink as much as they want. "

As soon as He Daqing drank the Maotai Yingbin, his drinking habit made him act crazy.

"What the hell, what the hell was that landlord you were fighting about just now?

He is just a rich peasant who lives frugally and saves some money.

You guys, you’re lazy and greedy, you can’t save money, and you bully others~"

A bunch of old men were immediately furious and started pointing at He Daqing and cursing.

He Daqing was not afraid at all. He took a sip of the old wine and his mouth twisted.

"Yohoo, you're all pointing at Grandpa? Do you want to fight with Grandpa?

Hehe, it’s the right wine to drink today.

I don't know if you've heard of it~

Drink, Imperial Beer.

Hit, friends and relatives~

Taste, Moutai welcomes guests.

Beat, fellow countrymen~

Third uncle, you are the most senior here, watch my fight~"

The third uncle cursed loudly.

"Rat~

Do you dare?

Ouch~"

The third uncle's scream pushed the atmosphere of the wedding banquet to its climax.