Hard work after winning the lottery

"Tomorrow, once these two children's wedding is complete, we will truly be a family!"

"From now on, your affairs are my affairs, Zhou Yinchuan's affairs!"

These words, spoken with resounding force, struck a chord in everyone's hearts.

Hua Mutou suddenly raised his wine bowl and clashed it heavily with Zhou Yinchuan's.

"One family! Forever and ever!"

The crisp sound of bowls clinking echoed in the main room.

The two old men tilted their heads back and drank the pungent liquor in one gulp.

Seeing this, Lin Yi gently put down her chopsticks.

She turned her head and looked at Li Guifen beside her, her eyes full of tenderness.

"Guifen, my dear sister."

Lin Yi extended her well-maintained hand and gently grasped Li Guifen's calloused hands.

Thank you.

Lin Yi's voice wasn't loud, but it was filled with utmost sincerity.

"You've raised Yunyun so well; she's so sensible."

"In the past, our Yan Jin was just a cold, impersonal work machine. For him, home was just a place to sleep."

At this point, Lin Yi glanced at her son, who was speaking softly to Hua Yun, and her eyes became slightly moist.

"Since Yunyun and those three little ones came along, I finally feel that the cold, lifeless house has become a home."

Upon hearing this, Li Guifen's last bit of worry about the unattainability of wealthy families completely vanished.

She grasped Lin Yi's hand in return, tears welling up in her eyes.

"Mother-in-law, please don't say that."

"Yunyun is a stubborn child. Please be lenient with her if she does anything wrong in the future."

"If she suffers any injustice, I, as her mother..."

Lin Yi immediately interrupted her, her tone firm.

"Don't worry! If she's wronged, you won't even need to intervene; I'll be the first to make sure Zhou Yanjin doesn't get away with it!"

"Pfft—"

Zhou Ye, who was drinking a little wine, almost choked when he heard this.

He glanced at his wife with a hint of resentment and muttered under his breath, "I've never seen you treat me this well before..."

Although the voice was soft, everyone heard it.

A burst of good-natured laughter erupted from the table.

The atmosphere was warm and harmonious, as if they were one family and had never had any barriers between them.

After a satisfying meal, night fell.

According to the old custom of Baixi Village, the bride must "guard the pavilion" on the eve of her wedding.

The men were ushered into the courtyard to drink tea and chat.

The main room door was half-closed, reserved for the women of the family.

Hua Yun was forced to sit in front of the dressing table. Looking at her reflection in the mirror, her face was as beautiful as a peach blossom, and she felt somewhat dazed.

The mirror reflected the figures of my grandmother and mother behind me.

Grandma Hua held an old peach wood comb in her hand, which was part of her dowry.

The old man's hands trembled slightly, yet he combed his hair with exceptional care.

one more time.

Comb your hair from the top of your head to the ends.

"Combing from head to toe, a harmonious and respectful marriage..."

Grandma Hua's aged voice rang out in the quiet room, thick with a nasal tone.

"Two combs to the end, flying wing to wing..."

"Combing three times to the end, may our hearts be forever bound together..."

With each stroke of the comb, Hua Yun's heart trembled.

This is not just combing her hair; it's the elders combing all their blessings into her hair.

Li Guifen stood to the side, holding a brand-new red towel in her hand, tears streaming down her face.

She turned her head away, secretly wiped her face, and forced a smile when she turned back.

"Yunyun, even though Yanjin will protect you and your in-laws will love you when you get to your husband's family, we still need to be strong ourselves."

"When a couple lives together, it's all about the mundane things like firewood, rice, oil, and salt. No couple can live without their tongues touching their teeth."

"Learn to be tolerant, but don't wrong yourself."

Li Guifen talked on and on, each sentence a lesson she had learned from her life.

Hua Yun used to think her mother was nagging, but tonight, every word she heard sounded as precious as pearls.

"mom……"

Hua Yun turned around, hugged Li Guifen's waist, and buried her face in her mother's warm embrace.

"I can't bear to part with you all."

His voice was muffled, with a sob in it.

Upon hearing these words, Li Guifen could no longer hold back and burst into tears while holding her daughter.

"Silly child, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Even if you get married, you're still my daughter. This is your home, and you can come back anytime.

Grandma Hua's eyes also reddened, and she reached out to touch her granddaughter's head.

"Alright, alright, it's a joyous occasion, no crying allowed."

"If you cry your eyes out, you won't look pretty as a bride tomorrow."

This night was filled with private conversations, endless words of advice, and boundless reluctance to part.

However, the scene in the children's room on the second floor was quite different.

The triplets had already been put to sleep; they were to be flower girls tomorrow, a challenging task indeed.

Hua An quietly pushed open the door and went inside, using the dim light from the corridor.

Three small beds were placed side by side.

Si'an slept the most properly, with her hands on her chest and her little brows slightly furrowed.

Sile hugged a rag doll, a sweet smile on her lips, probably dreaming of something delicious.

The most dishonest one is Si Tao.

The kid was lying across the bed, with one leg dangling off the edge, and the blanket had long since been kicked to the floor.

Hua An shook his head helplessly, a doting smile playing on his lips.

He bent down, picked up the blanket, gently patted off the dust, and then carefully covered Sitao with it.

Then she carefully tucked the chubby little leg that was dangling in the air back into the quilt.

After doing all this, he squatted down by the bed, looking straight at his three sleeping nephews.

"Sleep well, little ones."

Hua An stretched out his finger and gently scratched Si Tao's little nose.

His voice was soft, yet it sounded exceptionally loud in the quiet night.

Just then, the sound of a car engine starting came from downstairs.

Hua An got up and walked to the window, lifting a corner of the curtain.

Zhou Yanjin was standing by the car, glancing back at the lit room on the second floor every few steps.

It looked just like a large, abandoned dog.

According to custom, the newlyweds cannot meet on the eve of their wedding.

Although Zhou Yanjin was unwilling, she was still "driven" to the village's guesthouse under the dual pressure of Grandpa Zhou Yinchuan and Grandpa Hua Mutou.

"Alright, alright! Let's go!"

Zhou Ye pushed his son's shoulder and shoved him into the car.

"What are you looking at? It'll be yours tomorrow, you can't run away, can you?"

"Rules are rules. Breaking the rules is bad luck, and your mother will beat you up."

Helpless, Zhou Yanjin could only take one last deep look at the window before turning around and getting into the car.

The black van slowly drove away from the Hua family courtyard and disappeared into the night.

As the vehicle drove away, the courtyard, which had been noisy all day, finally fell completely quiet.

Midday on the moon.

The entire Baixi Village was fast asleep; even the big yellow dog at the village entrance lay in its kennel, no longer barking.

But this was destined to be a sleepless night.

Countless hearts, filled with blessings and expectations, are waiting for the dawn to break.

Hua Yun lay on the bed, turning to look out the window.

The starry sky in the mountains is exceptionally bright, and the Milky Way is like a luminous ribbon stretching across the sky.

Every star was twinkling, as if winking at her.

tomorrow.

Tomorrow, when the sun rises, she will experience the most important moment of her life.

The starlight will not fail those who are on their way.

The countless stars in the sky all seem to foreshadow—

Tomorrow will surely be a sunny and happy day.