Rebirth in Famine: She Thrives by Lucky Space
Chapter 163 Preparation

Chapter 163: 163 Preparation

Half an hour later, the two ate. "Today at the factory, I ran into Kong Mengjie. She invited me to her wedding tomorrow evening."

"Are you going to go?"

"Yeah, I should go. After all, we’re from the same village. I’ve calmed down now, and since I’ve been invited, I should attend."

"I’ll go check it out tomorrow too."

"You want to show up?"

"Yeah, why not? I’ve come to terms with it. Besides, I helped bring them together, so how could I not go and see?"

"I’m not worried about you. I’m going with Wang Ailing; she should be working the evening shift and get off at night."

"Alright, no worries. I’m guessing they’re not having a banquet. I’ll just show my face and see their happy expressions."

In the afternoon, Wei Kaiyun lay on the kang for a nap, while Jiang Xinyu set up the kang table to read and study.

Kong Mengjie watched Jiang Xinyu leave and went to the dormitory to find Wang Ailing. By this time, those who had eaten were gradually coming back.

"Mengjie?"

"Ailing, I’m getting married tomorrow. Can you come to my wedding in the evening?"

"Tomorrow evening?" Wang Ailing originally wanted to ask why it was so soon, but remembered the gossip from yesterday and swallowed the words.

"Okay, I’m on the day shift tomorrow, so I’ll head over after work. It won’t be too late, right?"

"No, I just ran into Xinyu outside earlier; she’s coming tomorrow too."

"Alright, I’ll definitely be there." If it was a normal marriage, Wang Ailing would surely ask about it, but it’s really hard to bring it up now.

After Kong Mengjie left, the girls in the dormitory looked at Wang Ailing and asked, "Ailing, are you really going?"

"Yes, since she came to invite me, I should go. Besides, we’re from the same village.

I’m going to sleep now, having the evening shift tomorrow is tough."

All eight felt the same, so even if curious, they’d wait until they had the energy to ask.

Kong Mengjie returned to her dormitory, lay on the bed, thinking about the morning’s stares. Her heart was heavy; the shame made her unable to lift her head. Last time when Huang Hongwei’s wife came to stir trouble, she had cleared things up, but now everyone knows she’s been involved with him all along.

Several unsavory men looked at her in such a way that made her feel like crying.

The look Song Qingqing gave her at the union when getting the certificate, she would never forget—sympathy, pity.

Yes, this girl was the only one who showed her sympathy and pity. And Jiang Xinyu too, although she disapproved, what could she do?

Unexpectedly, the girl she always looked down upon pitied her, which was quite ironic.

The management didn’t allow any leave, so they decided not to accept cash gifts, just holding a simple ceremony.

She once imagined her wedding filled with guests, marrying happily. It turned out like this, which was hard to accept.

Soon she would have to go to the building to buy stuff, at least some candies. Even just a few pieces, there couldn’t be no wedding sweets.

She still had industrial coupons—thermos flasks, basins, they had to be procured. And there’s a lot left to do.

She and Huang Hongwei had planned to meet after the work bell rang, but there was no thought of taking a break.

Huang Hongwei was inviting his close coworkers happily. They all congratulated him for marrying the factory’s beautiful woman.

"Old Huang, you’re really capable, snagging the beauty and making the single guys resentful."

"Ha ha ha."

"Old Huang, how did you manage to win over Kong Mengjie?"

"Just by caring for her and letting her know I liked her."

Everyone laughed, but secretly wondered how he got her on the kang.

Jokes had limits; such questions couldn’t be asked.

Huang Hongwei invited many people, nearly all team leaders upward. He truly wanted to give Kong Mengjie a grand wedding, but with no leave granted from management, there was no way.

Thinking of Qian Jun, he felt very dissatisfied. Younger than him, formerly just a secretary, how did he have the ability to become factory director?

He had worked at the textile factory for over a decade, now just a workshop manager, with connections he had above. He should be at his peak now; if given a chance, he would definitely rise.

"Old Huang, you’re practically marrying a daughter, take it easy."

"Yu, don’t say that anymore."

"Hehehe, I’ll be careful next time."

In the afternoon, they went to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy red paper, "Mengjie, can you cut the wedding characters?"

"Yes, buy a few more sheets, I’ll need them at home too."

"Alright."

They also bought a face basin with big red wedding characters, a thermos, two towels, several plates and bowls, a jin of brown sugar, two jins of sugar cubes. No peanuts or melon seeds, but there was no choice.

"Mengjie, the day after tomorrow at noon, I’ll take you to the city’s building on a bike to buy a watch; Director Qian gave a watch coupon as a wedding gift."

"We should save money; don’t you have to go home?"

"No worries, I know what I’m doing." How could one’s wife not have a watch?

On the day of returning home, his wife must wear it; it would be showy.

In the end, they bought two strings of firecrackers for celebration. Also bought fabric and cotton for two quilts. Some coupons were pooled by the two, some were borrowed, and some were given as gifts.

In the afternoon, they didn’t go to work; they stayed home to prepare since there wouldn’t be time tomorrow.

That afternoon, she made quilts on the kang; every girl hopes for a perfect wedding night, using new quilts for a special meaning.

Huang Hongwei busied himself in and out, and finally made a trip to the grain station, buying two jins of white flour, two jins of cornmeal, sorghum rice, sweet potato flour, and millet. They could eat at home from now on, thinking about daily meals with his wife made it hard to suppress his smile.

"Director Wei?"

Wei Kaiyun came out to buy millet since there wasn’t much at home. His wife wanted red date and millet yam porridge, unexpectedly he ran into Huang Hongwei.

"Director Huang? Are you here to buy food?"

"Yes, Director Wei, why are you back?"

"I’m on vacation, just visiting after all these years here."

"Haha, it’s a coincidence. Director Wei, I’m getting married tomorrow; I invite you to come witness it, it’s all simple without a banquet."

"Alright, I’ll be there. What time? Where?"

"At my place, just in the residential area near our textile factory, there’s a simple ceremony tomorrow evening."

"Okay, I’ll definitely be there." Saying this, he took out five yuan from his pocket and handed it to Huang Hongwei, along with a bicycle ticket valid for five years.