Rural Generation of the Eighties 144: Chapter 144
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"Marriage" was the first time someone proposed to her, and she was so excited! But ten seconds later, rationality began to set in. "Hmm... marriage? We haven't even talked about our future, why get married! Look at how Xiao Huang is getting all mushy with his wife!" In truth, she hated her own clarity. Having experienced her parents' failed marriage, she had a pragmatic and cautious view of marriage. She feared falling madly in love and also feared dying of thirst in a loveless marriage. Therefore, she wanted a little love; just a bit of love would make her very happy! Their relationship was steadily warming up, far exceeding the little love she desired, leaving her feeling somewhat anxious and uneasy. Perhaps those lacking a sense of security tend to overthink things; the more she thought about it, the more she felt Xiaobinzi's proposal at that moment was unreliable. 0
 
Lin Haitao was not only nervous but extremely nervous. Yezhi's response didn't make him feel elated or completely disappointed. He suddenly found this answer very leaf-like and admitted to himself that preparing for marriage was influenced by Xiao Huang and Zhang Ling. However, it was his deep affection and desire for companionship that prompted him to speak up. "Yezhi, I'm serious! Let's get married!" This time he spoke with unusual determination. 0
 
Yezhi felt a bit dizzy; the second proposal came too quickly. "Xiaobinzi, let's talk properly tonight, and I'll give you an answer afterward!" After saying that, she dashed away. 0
 
Black Treasure clumsily followed behind Yezhi, "Mama Bear, wait for me!" Lin Haitao didn't linger at the door any longer; he squeezed into the bustling room to share in the joy. 0
 
The bride Zhang Ling sat shyly on the bright red kang, while the groom Xiao Huang busily searched for shoes everywhere. After turning around for a long time without finding them, Zhang Ling patted Niu Niu, who had a red bow tied around her neck. Niu Niu barked from behind the double wardrobe. Finally, Xiao Huang found the shoes wedged between the wardrobe and the wall. "My wife really cares about me!" he said as he squatted down to put shoes on Zhang Ling. Secretary Zhang and Aunt Zhang looked on with teary eyes at their daughter and son-in-law performing their wedding rites. "You two need to live well from now on!" A simple statement filled with their parents' earnest hopes. 0
 
After the newlyweds bowed to the elders in the room, Xiao Huang carried his bride out. Little Fan and Wolf Child threw colorful confetti over the heads of the newlyweds. 0
 
The wedding vehicle was a shiny bicycle adorned with big red flowers at the front and two empty tin cans trailing behind. At that moment, the bicycle bells rang out in unison as the band Young Man played trumpets and struck gongs. Outside, firecrackers exploded with a loud bang. Black Treasure and Niu Niu were agitated by these sounds, barking loudly. Zhang Ling turned back for one last look at her soon-to-be former home as Xiao Huang gently said, "I will treat you well!" With a sweet smile, Zhang Ling hugged Xiao Huang tightly around his waist as their "wedding vehicle" gradually moved away. 0
 
Aunt Zhou leaned over to Xiaobinzi, pretending to be casual as she said, "Reiko has already gotten married; my Yezhi is a few years older than her. When can I drink my daughter's Wedding Wine?" 0
 
The couple Yu Jianhua also looked at Xiaobinzi, smiling meaningfully as Yezhi walked over just in time to hear the last part: "When can I drink her Wedding Wine?" 0
 
"Auntie, I have no problem; you need to ask Yezhi about that—it's her who hasn't agreed!" Before Lin Haitao could finish speaking, he was poked hard in the waist by Yezhi. 0
 
"What? She hasn't agreed!" 0
 
 
"Girl, why won't you agree?" Aunt Zhou was anxious! Xiao Lin was such a good match, and they had already been affectionate with each other. Why was Yezi still unwilling to marry? Could it be that Aunt Zhou recalled the night over a year ago when Yezi jumped into the river...? 0
 
"Yezi, let's go to the Dumpling Shop first!" Aunt Zhang said, wiping her tears while urging those who hadn't sent off the bride to head towards the Dumpling Shop. 0
 
The Dumpling Shop was just at the corner not far from Xiao Huang's home. Zhang Ling had only been working for three months, and although Xiao Huang was the accountant at the school, his salary was only a little over twenty. He still had to support his family, and neither of them had much savings. To hold this wedding, they had even gone into debt. Yet, despite this, they didn't have the wedding wine served in a "big restaurant"; the Dumpling Shop was their best option, and all the guests were close friends and family. After thanking their guests, the newlyweds especially urged everyone to eat heartily, saying there would be plenty of dumplings! Cabbage Dumplings, Chive Dumplings, Pork Sauerkraut Dumplings, Stewed Fish, Stir-Fried Pork Strips, Sweet Corn Cake, Three Delicacies, Cold Bitter Lettuce Salad—they barely managed to put together eight dishes. To be honest, this spread was even less than what we usually prepare and couldn’t compare to the lavish banquets of the 21st century. Yet she didn’t feel it was shabby; she remembered what her parents' generation often said about how they had nothing when they got married! Actually, that wasn't true—they had love, passion, and aspirations for a better life. This realization came from seeing the newlyweds joyfully toasting their guests. She glanced at Xiaobinzi who was serving food into her bowl; perhaps she should be a bit braver! 0
 
Xiao Huang kept introducing her as "sister," making her drink one cup after another until she felt dizzy. Seeing her in a half-drunken state, Xiaobinzi skillfully poured her another couple of cups. The world around her spun and spun until suddenly everything went dark; she fell unconscious. 0
 
The sweet syrup soothed her throat as she held her seemingly about to explode head and shouted with great vigor: "I want to quit drinking!" Lin Haitao smiled gently at her. "Alcohol doesn't make people drunk; people get drunk on their own. Being drunk is the best way to take a nap!" Hmm! That rhymed quite well. "Haha~ Xiaobinzi, you're so humorous!" 0
 
Lin Haitao's smile deepened. "That's what you said!" 0
 
"I said that? When?" Did I really become 'poetic' when I got drunk!!! 0
 
"Xiaobinzi, am I particularly charming and cultured when I'm drunk?" Yezhi asked seriously. 0
 
"Um...!" 0
 
"Yezi, let's talk about our relationship!" Tsk~ Changing the subject; my sister is truly the pioneer! 0
 
"So you really want to get married?" 0
 
"I've said that any relationship without marriage as its goal is just playing around; I won't break the law!" This guy is so hypocritical; if I say something trivial, will I die? 0
 
 
"Even if we get married, I won't leave Zhoujiatun. I won't always be at home. How should I put it? My family, benefactors, and career are all in Zhoujiatun. Even if you marry me, we will have to live apart. Originally, I wanted to talk to you about our future plans when I came to the city this time. I thought we could coordinate slowly, but it seems we've both been influenced by Zhang Ling's wedding. Seeing others get married has made us feel the urge to marry as well," Yezhi said earnestly. 0
 
Lin Haitao listened even more intently. After all, this concerned his entire life. A 23-year-old man may appear mature on the surface, but deep down he still carries a youthful innocence. Marriage is not just about getting a certificate, celebrating with sweets, and holding a banquet! Yezhi's words indicated her seriousness, while he felt somewhat reckless. 0
 
Yezhi stared at Xiaobinzi's face, her heart racing; this was also about her life—how could she not be nervous? 0
 
Time passed quietly until Lin Haitao finally spoke up, "Yezhi, aren't we going to have some fun in the bridal chamber?" 0
 
With a "thud," Yezhi fell to the ground. Lin Haitao didn't expect her reaction to be so strong. "Did it hurt?" 0
 
"You~ tell~ me!" Tomorrow I'm going to throw out all the benches at home! 0
 
Lin Haitao laughed and said, "It must hurt a lot!" 0
 
Yezhi shot him a sideways glance and angrily marched to the door. "Let's go; we can't keep the bridal chamber waiting!" 0
 
Lin Haitao closed the door behind him and quickly caught up with Yezhi, who had disappeared into the night. He took her hand and said, "Living apart is not something I like, but as you said, we can coordinate this. If you don't come here, I'll go there; we can definitely find a solution! Yezhi, let's get married!" 0
 
Three proposals in one day! As the one being proposed to, it felt amazing. When the word "yes!" slipped out of her mouth, her mood soared like willow catkins in the wind. 0
 
 
 
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