Lin Pengyi listened from inside, feeling both sour and happy for his daughter.
But he still thought about giving this kid a hard time, lest he become arrogant and think marrying a girl was too easy.
"Oh? You say you’ll pick her up today? What if I don’t open the door?"
Yue Jiannan had a thick skin and chuckled, "Then I’ll just keep waiting here, wait till the end of time. Whenever Yushan comes out, that’s when I’ll take action. If you have the heart to see me turn into a Wife-Watching Stone standing at your doorstep, maybe I could even help stabilize the house or something."
Everyone laughed, "Wow, seems like he’s ready to compete with the stone lions for a job."
Lin Pengyi also fell to Yue Jiannan’s smooth talking and felt quite satisfied in his heart.
It was a time when male chauvinism was in full swing.
Many men thought that once they had a wife, she should obey them, and they relished giving orders and seeing their wives submit to them.
Lin Pengyi did not want his daughter to marry such a man.
Now that Yue Jiannan could say such things, it also shows that he truly cherished and loved his daughter.
He opened the door cheerfully, and outside, the firecrackers burst into sound, allowing Yue Jiannan to finally breach the first line of defense.
What followed was eating raw dumplings and stuffing red envelopes for bridesmaids to open the door.
With great difficulty, he finally carried his bride out of the house and all the way to the wedding car.
Feeling the weight of Lin Yushan on his back, Yue Jiannan felt a heavy sense of responsibility.
He adjusted Lin Yushan’s position and thought to himself that he was now a married man.
The wedding in Zhuancheng was grand and smooth, and alumni from their high school and college all came to support.
Witnessing their transition from campus life to the halls of matrimony.
The family temporarily stayed at Yue Jiandong’s house, with another apartment being arranged as a bridal room for the couple.
Yue Xiaohu had been to bed-press the night before and came back to secretly tell Yue Xingxing and Yue Qingqing.
"There were lots of snacks under the bedsheet, I got hungry and ate quite a bit last night."
Yue Qingqing, Yue Xingxing: "..."
It was hard to imagine how the newlyweds would feel seeing a bunch of melon seed shells and peanut husks tonight.
Finally, when the wedding was over and there wasn’t much teasing in the bridal chamber, after all, a wedding night is priceless.
Lin Chunju quickly heated up some food and had the children bring it over as soon as the couple entered the door.
"Your uncle and aunt are worn out and must be hungry. Deliver the food and come right back, do not eavesdrop at the door."
All three in unison: "We know!"
They weren’t kids anymore, and they understood what would happen next.
Yue Jiannan, full of tender feelings, fed his wife with chopsticks.
Watching Lin Yushan’s shy expression, he spoke softly, "On our wedding night, shouldn’t we start the traditional activities?"
Lin Yushan punched him, "What are you talking about?"
"Counting the gift money!" Yue Jiannan said righteously, "Isn’t that what people usually do?"
Lin Yushan’s eyes widened, and then she was toppled onto the bed by Yue Jiannan.
"Hehehe, just kidding with you, let’s get down to the real business now."
The next day Lin Yushan’s face blushed red, and she didn’t know where to put her hands and feet when she saw her mother-in-law.
Yue Jiannan, full of pride, shamelessly hugged his wife, "Mom, I’m hungry."
Lin Chunju handed him the spatula, "If you’re hungry, cook. A woman’s skin is delicate and can’t endure the grease smoke. From now on, you are in charge of cooking in this house."
Yue Jiannan hadn’t expected to be taught a lesson by his mother on the first day of his marriage, and cried out indignantly, "Am I really your son?"
Lin Chunju scorned him, "Of course not, Yushan is my daughter. You better recognize your place from now on!"
Seeing his mother-in-law and wife standing hand in hand, smiling at him, Yue Jiannan resigned himself to putting on the apron and entering the kitchen.
Three days later, when they returned to her parents’ home, Miao Cui asked her daughter about the past few days and felt even more content.
Finally, Yue Jiannan’s wedding affairs were settled, and the Yue family breathed a sigh of relief.
Then they went to Daye Village for the banquet, where the entire village knew the Yue Family had married off to the family of an official, and there wasn’t a single one who wasn’t envious.
Among all the relatives and friends coming and going, someone with a keen eye suddenly mentioned.
"Hey, aren’t those the Yu Family’s people?"