The tycoon's wicked wife from the era of literature has been reborn.

Chapter 157 Red Cheongsam

The child called out from outside the courtyard, "Second Sister."

The busy crowd inside the courtyard immediately turned to look towards the main gate.

When Guihua saw the Gao Qinghe sisters, she was as warm and welcoming as if she were at home.

She was feeling guilty after being stopped by Gao Qingya, but now she was the first to come forward, moving even faster than Zheng Dasao, who was both the matchmaker and her aunt.

Gao Qingya dodged Guihua's hand as she reached for the suitcase and glared at her.

Guihua was bewildered and awkwardly withdrew her hand, saying, "This girl glares at people all the time. If she doesn't change her temper, she might never be able to get married."

Gao Qingya: "Who said I was going to get married? I can't just bring a man home with me, do you think everyone's like you!"

These words made the women in the courtyard burst into laughter.

Guihua's smile faltered, her face stiffening slightly. "You silly girl, what nonsense are you spouting?"

No one cared about her feelings; Gao Qinghe was the main character.

Sister-in-law Zheng asked with a smile, "Bao'er, are you thirsty? Your grandma just made some fermented rice wine, have your second aunt make you a bowl?"

Before Gao Qinghe could agree, Zheng Ersao shook the water off her hands from washing vegetables, stood up, and went to the kitchen.

Grandma Tian hurriedly instructed, "Make more broth, and then put in a few handfuls of small glutinous rice balls after rinsing them in cold water, so everyone can have some."

Zheng Ersao responded with an "yes".

With such a wicked mother-in-law as Zhong, she only felt that her own mother-in-law was kind and lovely.

"Mom~" Gao Qinghe rushed behind her mother, hugging her neck and acting coquettishly.

Huang Ying had originally intended to say something to her, but instantly lost the will. She turned around, pinched her daughter's soft cheek, and asked with concern:

"Did you bring the auspicious clothes I ordered? Did you also buy the red flowers and red paper that I asked you to buy?"

Gao Qinghe chuckled: "I brought everything, bought everything, and even got the marriage certificate. Do you want to see it?"

Sister-in-law Zheng immediately chimed in, "Look! Of course we have to look!"

Gao Qingya shouted the loudest: "I want to see my sister in new clothes!"

Mao Mao and Hua Hua circled around their second sister, exclaiming, "Look at the bride in her new clothes!"

The others followed curiously, wanting to see what kind of auspicious robe Gao Qinghe had bought.

Since everyone was so supportive, Gao Qinghe stopped being coy.

After my second aunt served the fermented rice balls, and we drank them to quench our thirst and relieve the summer heat, we took out the red cheongsam, red beaded flowers, and red leather shoes we had bought from our suitcases.

Huang Ying didn't forget to buy the red paper stickers she had asked for, and stuffed a small stack into her mother's hand.

"Take this to Tieba, it's full of '囍' characters."

After the elderly woman in Shanghe Village who was skilled in paper-cutting passed away, people in the village started buying ready-made paper cutting kits for weddings.

Although it lacks a bit of the traditional feel, the double happiness stickers produced by industrial machines have many more variations.

There are butterflies, peonies, mandarin ducks playing in the water, all sorts of things.

There's no rush to post the wedding invitations yet, as the wedding day hasn't arrived.

Huang Ying carefully put away the appliqués, and when she returned, Gao Qinghe had already changed into a cheongsam.

Gao Qingya, with a "ding-ding-ding!", led her sister out of the room, and Zheng Dasao and the others were immediately struck by her beauty.

Standing at the back of the crowd, Mrs. Zhong also craned her neck to look inside curiously.

Upon seeing this, a complex mix of emotions welled up inside me.

Gao Qinghe was wearing a high-necked, sleeveless, floor-length cheongsam with darts.

It's a true red, a pure red, without any embroidery or other colors.

The minimalist design uses a thick silk fabric, coupled with exquisite tailoring and a superb cut, making it look very luxurious.

She didn't put her hair up; she just let her long, soft hair fall loosely, and stood in the center with a gentle smile.

A Chinese idiom popped into Gao Qingya's mind—"appearing beautiful and graceful."

The girl was shocked and thought, "How can a person be so beautiful!"
Gao Qinghe, dressed in a red cheongsam, stood in the simple earthen house, seemingly out of place yet perfectly in harmony with the place.

These two contradictory feelings were even more captivating. Ouyang Yan returned at some point, standing behind the crowd, staring blankly at the splash of red in the earthen house, feeling amazed, envious, and dazed.

She suddenly remembered the day she and Zhou Zhenghua went to the wedding dress shop in the county town to choose their wedding attire.

Originally, she had her eye on a pearl-white wedding dress.

But for some reason, she later took a set of red midi-length tulle skirts, the kind of bright red that looks really tacky.

Even more bizarrely, she, who so disliked this red wedding dress, actually agreed to wear it to her wedding.

Zhou Zhenghua said that in the countryside, it's impossible to wear a white, floor-length wedding dress for a wedding banquet, as it would get very dirty.

Moreover, the villagers of Shanghe Village believe that wearing white for a wedding is unlucky.

But looking at Gao Qinghe now, all smiles in her red cheongsam, Ouyang Yan was convinced that she chose red because she liked the cheongsam.

If she prefers a white wedding dress, she can definitely wear it to get married.

Ouyang Yan couldn't help but wonder, if Gao Qinghe was the bride who wanted to wear a white dress, would Zhou Zhenghua still say that wearing a white dress was inappropriate and would get it dirty?

How strange, why would I think that way?

Ouyang Yan didn't know either.

Lately, she can't help but wonder, "If it were her, would the outcome be different?"

Ouyang Yan shook her head violently, trying to clear her mind and stop being so obsessed.

"Yan'er!"

Zhong noticed Ouyang Yan standing behind and came over warmly to ask, "Is your foot better?"

Ouyang Yan regained consciousness, smiled slightly and nodded, "Apply the medicated wine and rub it in, it will be fine soon."

Mrs. Zhong held her hand, saying, "That's good, that's good."

Hearing the noise, Gao Qinghe raised her hand to greet them.

Ouyang Yan forced a smile, lowered her head and turned around, "Mom, I'm going home now, I'm a little sleepy."

困？
Zhong's eyes darted around, and she glanced at Ouyang Yan's belly with surprise. Could she be pregnant?
Ouyang Yan asked curiously, "Mom, what are you looking at?"

Mrs. Zhong quickly waved her hand, "It's nothing, it's nothing. Let's go back together. Are you hungry? Mom will make you some fried rice."

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law returned home, their relationship filled with love and affection.

Zheng Ersao couldn't help but sigh. With such a biased mother-in-law, the sisters-in-law in the family would never have a peaceful life.

Turning my head, I saw Guihua glaring with her eyes wide open, gritting her teeth.

She also resented her own womb for being so useless, unable to give birth, and felt too ashamed to even make a fuss.

I tried to endure it, but then I realized I couldn't take it anymore!
Someone nearby was about to say a few words of comfort to Guihua, but before they could even speak, Guihua stormed off after them.

A short while later, the sounds of a quarrel between the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law could be heard from next door, along with Ouyang Yan's anxious attempts to reconcile them.

"Don't meddle in other people's business! You've gotten the benefit and you're still acting innocent! Stop pretending!"

With a loud bang, the door slammed shut, and Guihua rushed out carrying a bag.

Soon, Zhou Laoda opened the door and ran out to chase after him, shouting for his wife to come home.

Guihua threw her bag at him, shouting in a tearful voice:

"Fuck you! That's not my house, I want to go back to my own home!"

Inside the Gao family courtyard, everyone looked at each other, completely bewildered.

Gao Qinghe asked her younger sister in a low voice, "How did things turn out this way?"

Gao Qingya was bewildered; she didn't know either!
Faint sobs and the loud wailing of a frightened baby could be heard coming from the neighboring yard.

Gao Qinghe's heart tightened involuntarily.

Then, seeing the red cheongsam she was wearing, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, she had nothing to do with the Zhou family's miserable life.

(End of this chapter)