Transmigration: A Farm Girl’s Brocade
Chapter 322 - 196: Marry This Girl Later_2

Chapter 322: Chapter 196: Marry This Girl Later_2

Everyone loudly praised the bride’s beauty and good fortune, making Qian Manxia even more bashfully shy.

The biggest difference from the day Qian Mandie got married wasn’t how much better the clothes or jewelry were, but rather, her eyes were filled with happiness. Although there was also a strong reluctance to leave her family home, there was no hint of fear or trepidation about her future.

This must be the difference between knowing each other well and a blind arranged marriage.

All of this made the young village maidens watching eagerly green with envy, and Qian Manting whispered to Qian Yixiu, "Auntie Xia is so beautiful, Auntie Xia is so fortunate."

Suddenly, sounds of drums, firecrackers, and men’s boisterous laughter came from the front courtyard.

"Oh my, the groom has come to pick up the bride!" a few of the older women laughed loudly.

Upon hearing this, Qian Manxia knew that she would be leaving her home of fifteen years in the next moment, and she began to cry. Qian Yixiu also shed tears, unable to bear parting with her young aunt.

Before long, Wan Dazhong, dressed in a red robe and adorned with a large red flower, led a group of young men into Cuizhu Garden, constantly bowing with a smile to the surrounding women. Amid the laughter and noise, he led a tearful Qian Manxia out.

Perhaps because the young aunt had "done more and eaten less from a young age," she wasn’t very tall, standing around 155 centimeters. Next to the tall and handsome Wan Dazhong, she appeared petite like a bird leaning on a person. Yet the two together didn’t appear mismatched at all, the man like a mountain, the woman like water, seeming like the most well-matched pair in the world.

Many of the women stopped at the Moon Gate, but Qian Yixiu and Duo Duo continued to follow outside, the village children not having as many reservations.

Qing Jiejie also wanted to follow, but was persuaded to stay by her maid. Qian Manting hesitated for a moment, then, like many women from prominent households, stayed in the inner courtyard.

Reaching the front courtyard, the newlyweds bowed in front of Old man Qian and his wife, as well as Qian Sangui and his wife. Qian Sangui, with teary eyes, said to Qian Manxia that after marrying, she must honor her father-in-law and serve her husband, and he also urged Wan Dazhong to treat his daughter well. Near the end, he couldn’t help but choke up, Lady Wu had already started crying out loud, making Qian Manxia sob even harder.

Wan Dazhong bowed and said, "Father-in-law, mother-in-law, rest assured, I will cherish Auntie Xia and treasure and prioritize her."

These words wouldn’t have counted as sweet talk in the previous life, but in ancient times, such affectionate words towards a wife were generally not spoken out loud by men. Qian Yixiu, standing at the door, was also touched, feeling that her young aunt had found the right person.

However, many men, including Fourth Master Song, sneered at this, thinking it was shameful for a man to say such things in public.

Qian Yixiu, looking at Fourth Master Song and a group of men silently snickering, couldn’t help but scoff at their antiquated logic. It seemed fine to these people of ancient times to overtly speak such or even more sugary words to famous courtesans, which would be considered charming and elegant, but saying them to one’s wife was somehow dishonorable.

Qian Sangui was moved, nodding and repeating, "Good, good, good child. I’m relieved that Auntie Xia is marrying you."

Afterward, Qian Manchuan carried Qian Manxia onto the bridal sedan chair.

The dowry the Wan family gave to the Qian family was very generous. Qian Sangui didn’t keep any of it and returned it all as a dowry. With their own preparations added to gifts from relatives and friends, there were thirty-six dowries in total. Not only were there many dowries, but they were also substantial, the chests packed full of good quality items.

The first was a pair of cloisonné large vases sent by an official family from the Capital City, the second was four rolls of Jacquard satin from the provincial city’s official family, the third was a wood carving from the Master County Magistrate, and the fourth was a chest carried in the traditional manner with ten blocks of earth (representing one hundred acres of farmland)...

This generous display and immense honor made Landlord Li, Landlord Wong, and other local gentry burn with envy.

After the dowry bearers had passed, drum music and firecrackers sounded once again. Wan Dazhong rode ahead on a majestic tall horse (borrowed from Sir Liang’s attendant, Liang Shi) followed closely by the bridal sedan chair, heading towards Huaxi Village.

The villagers of Huaxi Village, Erliu Village, and Darong Village all squeezed by the roadside to watch the commotion. They saw that the first dowry item had nearly reached the eastern end of the village, while the last dowry item had just entered from the western end.

The villagers discussed fervently. They thought at first that Wan Dazhong had drawn the short straw when he became engaged to the Qian family’s daughter. Only now did they realize that the young man had struck it rich. If only they had known, they would have proposed marriage when the Qian family was at its poorest, and all these dowries would have been theirs. Truly, they had eyes but could not see.