"Just average." Yang Chuxia modestly said.
"Tsk tsk, such a dishonest girl, clearly very proud deep down." After saying that, he noticed Ye Zi’an’s cold expression, and couldn’t help but chuckle.
When the evening meal was spread out on the table, Mu Shaoling, for some unknown reason, suddenly started competing with Ye Zi’an in drinking.
At first they drank small cups, then they drank from large bowls, and finally, they each clung to a small jug. They seemed determined to get drunk and no one could stop them, until both men were dead drunk in the end.
When Mu Shaoling woke up with a headache the next day, he couldn’t help but feel annoyed as he thought about how much he drank the night before.
When he went downstairs, he saw Ye Zi’an already sitting, eating breakfast - a simple meal of plain porridge, a stack of buns, a plate of eggs, and some side dishes.
Mu Shaoling finished washing up and sat down without reservations, digging into the meal.
After finishing eating, he took something out of his pocket, "Uncle Luo and the others got this for you - a wedding gift."
He continued, "They couldn’t come over at this time, so they asked me to bring it to you."
Ye Zi’an took the items and saw that there were land deeds and banknotes among them. "Didn’t he disapprove of my marriage with Xiaxia? Why would he send these land deeds and banknotes over if he disapproves? Is he out of his mind?" he sarcastically asked.
"He did disapprove, but the person he chose needs to participate in the selection process." Mu Shaoling didn’t really agree with Baili Yan constantly opposing the matter. He continued, "Besides, protesting against this now would be useless. His attempts to intercept letters aren’t as fast as Uncle Luo’s ability to send them."
"So, since they can’t stop it, they have to accept it."
After saying all that, Mu Shaoling shamelessly said, "I don’t have any good stuff like that to give you. Besides, we’re not that close. Sharing one of the carts I pulled in yesterday is already more than generous."
"Thank you, this is already great!"
Mu Shaoling was right. Even though he claimed they were not close, he did share a lot of valuable items with Ye Zi’an, many of them were rare and unable to be bought. One cart of his goods was worth as much as all the silver. Saying they are not close is just bullshit, have you ever heard of someone giving so many gifts to someone they’re not close with?
As the day of Yang Chuxia’s wedding approached, Yangshu Village unexpectedly had another joyous event.
Yang Dayong, who had been single all these years, was finally getting married.
Truth be told, nobody expected Yang Dayong to get married so quickly. They had only been considering arranging a marriage for him, but nothing was settled yet.
But now, he was getting married before Yang Chuxia. Yang Chuxia’s wedding was set for the eighth day of the eighth month, and Yang Dayong’s was on the second day of the same month, just a few days apart.
There were also a few other weddings in the village before them, so Yangshu Village had been filled with celebration for a couple of months.
And now, the joyous atmosphere had spread to Land Officer Yang’s home, making it even more abundant.
In fact, Yang Dayong’s marriage process had been quite bumpy. He had waited for Qian Yuhua for years without success. Then, he was engaged to Shen Qiu, who ended up looking down on Yang Dayong for not being rich enough and broke off the engagement. Time slipped away, and now in his twenties, he was already considered an old bachelor in ancient times.