Cuihua's family is hosting a happy event today, and everyone in the village knows it, Gu Shuangshuang could easily find out.
As soon as you arrive at the gate, you can feel a wave of joy washing over you.
In the village, a wedding means setting tables.
Borrow a few tables and stools to set up a tent, light up the big stove, place the iron pot, invite a few villagers who are good cooks, and start serving the guests.
As Gu Shuangshuang walked into the yard and passed through the hallway, she could hear people chattering away.
"That Cuihua sure is lucky."
"Who's to say otherwise? Tian Niu, such a promising man, has taken her for his bride. If it hadn't been for Tian Niu's father's fall that left him in that state, with a heap of debts at home, I reckon Tian Niu wouldn't have married her."
"Do you think she can be happy? Tian Niu still has another woman in his heart; how could Cuihua's heart be so big?"
"It's their choice, what can you do?"