The Sweet Little Fulang

Qingxi Village was very close to the mountain, and was named after the Qingxi River next to the village. 

 

    The second room of the Shen family on the west side of the village was very lively today. 

 

    Shen Shunfu had been gone two years earlier.
Under the help of his wife, Wei Lanxiang, he found a marriage for his second son, Shen Xuanqing, and married Lu Wen from Anjia village, three villages apart. 

 

    Lu Wen, the shuang'er child of the Lu family, was notoriously good-looking, and had attended school for a few days in the town.
No matter how he spoke or dressed, it was different. 

 

    He looked good and could read.
In Wei Lanxiang's opinion, he was naturally compatible with her second child, and she asked Shen Xuanqing what he meant.
Seeing that her son was willing, she was resolute and promised a dowry of 20 taels of silver.
The marriage was given, and today was finally the time to get married. 

 

    The gongs and drums were beaten, the suona was played, and the welcoming team came back.
As soon as they stopped, they were surrounded by people for money, and the shouts and music was mixed together, making it extremely lively. 

 

    The more people who came to the wedding, the happier the host would be.
The Shen family was naturally not stingy with throwing money for the happy event.
Someone took out a lot of copper coins from the red cloth and sprinkled it into the crowd.
For a time it became more lively, everyone rushed to grab it . 

 

    Amidst the sound of firecrackers and joyous music, the tall Shen Xuanqing, dressed in a red cloth, took out the bridegroom with a red veil from the sedan chair, walked all the way across the courtyard into the main room, crossed the brazier and worshipped, and led  the people go to the new house. 

 

    He was usually not too expressive.
Today was the big day to marry a fulang.
Amidst the booing of the young men, Shen Xuanqing's eyes were full of satisfied smiles. 

 

    In the new room, Shen Xuanqing led Lu Wen to sit beside the bed, and then went over to close the door. 

 

    According to their rules here, he couldn't take off his veil yet, and he couldn't come in until after toasting to the guests outside. 

 

    The person beside the bed kept clutching the fabric on his lap after he sat down.
Shen Xuanqing didn't think much about it, thinking that Lu Wen was too nervous.
Looking at the thin hands, he thought that Lu Wen was really working at home, and there were old scars on his hands, which should have been scratched. 

 

    After the marriage was made, someone told him how to marry a young master who couldn't even work.
Wasn't this nonsense? 

 

    When looking for a matchmaker to discuss a marriage, the other party said that Lu family's Lu Wen was indeed a little more delicate.
Although he couldn't do heavy work, he was diligent and quick.
He was good at cooking and laundry.
The bags of medicine sachets he made was sold in the town, either to earn a little for himself, or to subsidize the family. 

 

    Shen Xuanqing never thought of letting his fulang do heavy work to earn money to support the family.
He even knew how to cook and do laundry.
In order to hunt, he often lived alone in a wooden house in the mountains for ten days or half a month.
If he couldn't cook, he could only eat dry food.    

 

After he came in, he stood beside the bed for a while and didn't know what to do, as if he was made nervous by his own fulang.
He walked a few steps on the spot, and he didn't know where to put his hands and feet.
If others saw this look, It was necessary to laugh at him a few times.     

 

“I'll go out to toast first.” At the end, Shen Xuanqing remembered that there was still this matter, so he raised his feet and went out.     

 

As soon as he opened the door, he stopped again, turned around and said to the person beside the bed, “I'll ask Shen Yan to get you something to eat, so let's make it for cushion first.”

 

 Shen Xuanqing saw that he heard it, maybe he was too shy to speak, so he didn't do what he thought, and closed the door smoothly.

 

After he went out, the people in the room sat stiffly, and when he was the only one left, he seemed to take a breath and bent his back slightly.
Not long after, the door was pushed open again, and a girl in a new cyan cloth walked in with the noodle soup.
It was Shen Yan, the younger sister of Shen Xuanqing and Shen Yaoqing.

 

    She looked more than twelve years old, with a round face and almond eyes.
She smiled when she saw the newlyweds sitting beside the bed.
She was still a little curious about this fulang who she had only met two or three times.
He was the best looking.
Her brother Lu Wen was already good-looking, and she didn't know what it would be like today. 

 

    “Brother Wen, I brought you noodle soup, and my mother asked my aunt who helped the cook to add eggs in it.
Eat it while it's hot.” 

 

    Shen Yan said, and put the bowl and chopsticks into Lu Wen's hands.
No one moved, her hand holding the chopsticks tightened.
She smiled and said, “Brother Wen, I'll go out first.
You can just put it on the table after you finish eating.”

 

 It was not the time yet, and Lu Wen couldn't show his face in front of outsiders. 

 

    Shen Yan was young, so she didn't think too much, so she also closed the door and went out. 

 

    After there was no one else in the room, the person beside the bed carefully placed the bowl and chopsticks on the edge of the bed, then lifted the corner of the veil and quietly looked around the room. 

 

    If Shen Yan was present, she would definitely recognize that the person in the room was not the Lu Wen she had seen before. 

 

    Compared to Lu Wen's literacy aura, Lu Gu looked very thin and frail because he couldn't eat enough to work all day. 

 

    The window of this room was opened to the front yard.
Fortunately, in order to prevent the bride and groom from being seen by others, the window was closed, and the window bolt was bolted from the inside. 

 

    It was very lively outside.
Someone was comparing wine with Shen Xuanqing.
It should be Shen Xuanqing who finished drinking first, and the crowd burst into cheers. 

 

    The liveliness of others was terrifying to Lu Gu.
He felt uneasy, and when he thought that he was really put into the sedan chair and brought to Shen's house, his face became even paler. 

 

    He didn't know how the Shen family was, but he knew about Shen Xuanqing.
Last year, he and several other went to the tofu shop to buy tofu.
On the way, there was a fight.
Among them was Shen Xuanqing, tall and strong, with a fist in the face, the other person fell down. 

 

    Lu Gu, who was beaten every three or five minutes, took a step back at that time.
If it hit him, it would be much more powerful than his stepmother's stick and rattan.
Maybe he could go to see his mother directly.     

 

Someone told him that the man was the hunter of Qingxi Village, and Lu Gu remembered it from then on.
Anjia Village and Qingxi Village were not close, but they were not too far.
Fortunately, he didn't encounter them again after two or three quarters of an hour. 

 

For Shen Xuanqing, he had few contacts, and he didn't dare to take a second glance at such a vicious man, but three months ago, the matchmaker told his elder brother Lu Wen about the