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Upon seeing Yu Chunmiao, Qi Chong's expression changed instantly, filled with discomfort and a need for comfort.
"Yu Chunmiao, I feel hot. Can you rub my chest?" he said, placing his hand over his heart.
Yu Chunmiao, feeling a bit shy with all the guests around, reluctantly obliged and began to massage him, her ears slightly reddening.
"Weren't we supposed to play drinking games? Come on, let's go back inside," she urged.
Like a well-behaved child, Qi Chong followed her back to the room and was promptly seated on the bed.
"Yu Chunmiao, I feel unwell. Rub me," he pleaded.
Once they were in the privacy of her room, Yu Chunmiao felt more at ease and started to rub his chest and temples.
"It's hot," Qi Chong pointed at his clothes, clearly indicating that he needed help getting them off.
Taking on the role of a caring mother, Yu Chunmiao helped him remove his shirt and wipe his face.
Just as she set the basin down and turned around, she found him standing behind her, tears glistening in his eyes, looking utterly pitiful.
"Why are you crying? Who made you feel this way? Tell your wife, and I'll help you deal with them," Yu Chunmiao asked gently, as if soothing a child.
Qi Chong pulled her into an embrace, resting his chin on her shoulder.
He sniffled and said, "I'm not the one who feels wronged; it's you, Yu Chunmiao. You didn't sit in a bridal sedan chair or wear a bright red wedding dress."
It's said that drunken words are sincere; when men are intoxicated, their feelings come out more honestly than when sober.
Yu Chunmiao's heart melted like soft water as she patted his back. "I don't like being carried around or waiting under a veil for a man. I just want things to be simple and carefree."
But Qi Chong, in his drunken stubbornness, suddenly declared, "No! Let's go get married right now!"
With that, he grabbed her hand and tried to pull her outside.
He was only wearing a pair of shorts with holes in them; with so many people outside, how could he show his face?
"Let’s just do it in our room!" Yu Chunmiao insisted firmly while trying to hold him back but still being dragged along.
Realizing she was no match for his strength, she decided to change tactics and said sternly, "You need to lie down and sleep right now. If you dare open that door, I’ll fly away and never see you again!"
Indeed, Qi Chong blinked a couple of times at the words, obediently lying straight on the bed, closing his eyes and no longer causing a fuss. Yu Chunmiao patted her chest, calming her racing heart. With a pile of tasks waiting outside, she simply locked the door and went off to get busy.
Just in time for the toasts, Chen Ruolan and Yu Chunmiao accompanied him while Qi Rong held the wine jug, and Qi Yuan went from table to table offering drinks. After finishing the toasts, he was pushed into the bridal chamber.
The banquet lasted until around eight or nine in the evening. Once the remnants were cleared away, Yu Chunmiao returned to the room and found Qi Chong fast asleep. She lay down beside him and gently caressed his face, marveling at how this man she had once pursued for his looks turned out to be quite good to her.
Qi Yuan was fortunate; Yu Chunmiao had already filled his water tank and warmed water in the stove. Every time he returned home drenched in sweat from fetching water and adding firewood, he finally understood what Qi Chong had been doing in the kitchen late at night.
Farmers didn’t have so many formalities; there were no rules about daughters-in-law serving tea or standing properly. Wu Dayong had come out of the guest room early and spent time with the Qi family until noon when he finally saw his sister waking up with sleepy eyes, and no one blamed her.
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