Hard work after winning the lottery

As dawn breaks in the east, the first rays of sunlight begin to appear.

Baixi Village was still asleep, but was gently awakened by the first rays of sunlight piercing through the thin mist.

On the horizon, as if someone had overturned a rouge box, large swaths of rosy dawn swept in.

The glow of the sunset painted the calm surface of Baixi Lake with a faint golden-pink hue, creating a shimmering, breathtakingly beautiful scene.

A few early-rising egrets skimmed across the lake, creating ripples that heralded a rare sunny day.

The Hua family's courtyard was no longer as tranquil as it used to be.

The gate was wide open, and the large red lanterns that had been hung on the lintel last night swayed gently in the morning breeze, exuding a festive atmosphere.

The courtyard was bustling with people, their footsteps seeming to carry a breeze.

"Big sister! Big brother-in-law! I've brought the firecrackers and wedding candy!"

Before you see him, you hear his voice.

Hua Yun's maternal uncle, Li Ye, carrying two large boxes of bright red goods, rushed into the yard in a flurry of activity.

My aunt followed closely behind, carrying several festive red cloth bags in her hands, her face beaming with joy.

"Hey, can't you keep your voice down? Don't disturb Yunyun while she's doing her makeup!"

Li Guifen was directing Lin's wife, who was helping with the kitchen, to set out tea and snacks. Upon seeing this, she quickly went to greet her, her eyes and brows full of smiles.

"It's good that you're here. Come in and rest."

Although my grandparents are a bit slow on their feet, they changed into brand-new Tang suits that they usually couldn't bear to wear, and stepped across the threshold with smiles on their faces, leaning on their canes.

Hua Shu, this honest and simple man, specially wore a smart Zhongshan suit today, and his hair was combed slicked back.

He stood in the middle of the courtyard, holding a pack of cigarettes, handing them out to everyone he met, repeating the same few phrases over and over: "Congratulations, congratulations."

Although he was a bit clumsy, he couldn't hide his joy and pride in marrying off his daughter.

Inside the boudoir on the second floor, however, was a different scene—warm and bustling.

The air was filled with a faint scent of cosmetics and the fragrance of flowers.

Hua Yun sat upright in front of a huge floor-length mirror, draped in a white morning robe.

The top makeup artist in City A was gently sweeping a soft brush across her face.

Every stroke of the pen is like depicting a rare treasure.

"Mrs. Zhou, your skin is so good, you don't need a lot of foundation at all."

The makeup artist couldn't help but admire her, delicately outlining her eyebrows like distant mountains with the eyebrow pencil in her hand.

The person in the mirror has exquisite features, and their eyes sparkle with life.

Her originally delicate features, enhanced by makeup, gained a touch of charm and allure rarely seen in her daily life.

Her cheeks were like the morning glow, and her lips were the color of cherry blossoms.

Hua Yun looked at herself in the mirror and could hardly recognize herself.

At this moment, her eyes were filled with tiny starlight, and the corners of her lips couldn't help but turn up in a smile.

That's what it looks like to marry for love.

"Alright, here comes the most important step."

The makeup artist put away her tools and stepped aside.

In the corner of the room hung the wedding dress called "Wildflower".

The pure white skirt was layered, like clouds piled up, and was embroidered with unknown wildflower patterns in silver thread.

Under the lamplight, the flowers seemed to come alive, swaying gently with the light and shadow.

This is designer Kevin's masterpiece, one of a kind.

Grandma Hua walked over shakily, her calloused fingers carefully touching the expensive fabric.

The old man's fingertips were rough, but full of piety.

"So beautiful...so beautiful..."

Grandma Hua murmured to herself, her eyes slightly reddening.

Li Guifen stepped forward, took a deep breath to suppress the bitterness in her heart, and said with a smile, "Mom, let's help Yunyun change."

The sound of the zipper being gently pulled up was exceptionally clear in the quiet room.

The delicate lace clung to Hua Yun's slender waist, and the huge skirt spread out, taking up half the room.

Hua Yun turned around, her skirt swirling as she did so, like an elven queen emerging from the forest.

Li Guifen held the headscarf in her hand; that was the final step in the process.

She walked behind her daughter, her hands trembling slightly, and raised the thin, misty veil high.

The white veil slowly fell, like the morning mist, gently enveloping Hua Yun's stunningly beautiful face.

Through the hazy white veil, Li Guifen could see the tears in her daughter's eyes.

"mom……"

Hua Yun called out softly.

Li Guifen quickly turned her head away, blinked hard, and forced back her tears.

"Great, that's great."

Li Guifen turned around, straightened her daughter's skirt, and her voice was choked with emotion.

"My daughter is the most beautiful bride in the world."

Grandma Hua stood to the side, took out a handkerchief to wipe the corner of her eyes, and repeatedly replied, "Yes, he is a blessed child."

Just then, the door was pushed open with a "bang".

Three small whirlwinds swept in with a whoosh.

"Mommy! Mommy!"

"Wow! Mom looks like a fairy!"

Si'an, Si'le, and Si'tao, these three little guys, are completely different today.

He wore a tailor-made black tuxedo with a dark red bow tie at the collar, and his hair was styled into a cool slicked-back look with hair gel.

They look like three miniature versions of Zhou Yanjin.

But that cool demeanor didn't last three seconds.

Si Tao was stunned by Hua Yun's large skirt as soon as she entered the door. Her mouth was agape and she almost drooled.

"Mommy, your skirt looks like a marshmallow!"

Si Tao was about to grab it when Si An, quick as a flash, slapped her hand away.

"You idiot, Sitao, this is a wedding dress! You can't touch it!"

Si'an kept a straight face, acting like an older brother, but his bright eyes betrayed his excitement.

Sile, holding the delicate little basket, stood there with a serious expression.

Two red velvet ring boxes lay in the basket.

"I am the Fellowship of the Ring, and I must protect the Ring."

Si Le muttered to herself, glancing down every now and then to check the ring, as if afraid it would grow wings and fly away.

Looking at these three lively characters, the sorrow of parting in the room was instantly diluted.

Hua Yun looked at the three adorable children through her veil, and her heart melted completely.

"Okay, everyone come here and let Mommy give you a hug."

Meanwhile, in the courtyard of a guesthouse at the west end of the village.

Zhou Yanjin stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, her slender fingers fastening the last button on her cuff.

Instead of his usual black suit, he chose a light gray haute couture tuxedo today.

The cut is clean and the texture is high-end.

This color has less of the sharp edge of a commercial product and more of a gentle, jade-like elegance.

At the neckline, a brooch made of dried wildflowers was pinned, echoing the embroidery on the Huayun wedding dress.

He straightened his bow tie in front of the mirror, and a rare hint of tension appeared in his usually composed eyes.

"Stop looking in the mirror, you'll see right through yourself if you keep doing that."

Zhou Ye sat on the sofa, looking at his son's expression, and couldn't help but tease him.

Lin Yi was straightening Zhou Yanjin's clothes when she heard this and glared at her husband.

"What do you know? Today is Yan Jin's big day, of course he has to look handsome."

After speaking, Lin Yi took two steps back, looked her son up and down, her eyes full of pride.

"Our Yanjin looks really handsome today."

Grandpa Zhou Yinchuan, who was sitting in the main seat, was dressed in a smart old-fashioned military uniform with medals hanging all over his chest.

The old man stood up straight, as if he had returned to his glorious past.

He looked at his handsome and imposing grandson and slammed his cane heavily on the ground.

"Good lad! Energetic!"

Zhou Yinchuan's loud voice echoed in the room.

"Stop being such a coward and show some of the spirit of a Zhou family man!"

"Go and bring your wife back!"

Zhou Yanjin took a deep breath, turned to look at the elders, and nodded solemnly.

"Grandpa, Dad, Mom, I'm ready."

Time quietly ticked to nine in the morning.

This was also an auspicious time calculated by the village elders.