Chapter 91 The dilapidated village Chen Huaian suddenly felt overwhelmed. He never expected that one day he would get married for no apparent reason. He didn't want to lift the red veil, but it was against etiquette not to lift it. If this got out, it would be considered unlucky for the family. "Hold on." Chen Huaian said, picking up the wedding card, "Am I really married?" Chen Huaian asked in his heart, "No, not." I can't believe that I got married without knowing anything, and it's not his own name. "So what I'm experiencing now is likely something that happened in the village in the past." After Chen Huaian had this guess, he picked up the wedding scale and lifted the red veil without any hesitation. At this moment, the candlelight flickered in the bridal chamber, illuminating Lin Wan's beautiful face. She lowered her head, her cheeks rosy like peach blossoms blooming in spring. There was a hint of nervousness and shyness in her pair of autumn-water eyes. Occasionally, she raised her eyes and her gaze met Chen Huaian, then quickly dodged away like a frightened deer.
She bit her lower lip with her pearly teeth, and her slightly trembling lips seemed to tell of her inner anxiety. Her slender fingers twisted the corners of her clothes nervously, and her white fingers turned slightly pale due to the force. A few strands of hair were scattered in front of her forehead, adding a bit of charm and tenderness. "Husband, come on, next, are we going to drink the wedding wine?" Lin Wan asked shyly, and Chen Huaian said "hmm". He had to play the role to the fullest. He thought of the sound of bones stepping on the ground before, and he guessed that something big must have happened here, and there were resentful spirits everywhere, and the wronged souls would not leave. Chen Huaian poured two glasses of wine, took one and handed it to Lin Wan. Lin Wan blushed and took the glass from Chen Huaian. So, the two of them drank from the wedding cup under the dim yellow candlelight. After drinking the wedding wine, Lin Wan pointed at the two bowls on the table and said, "Also, there is that one." Chen Huaian walked in the direction her hand pointed, "Descendants' cake?" Chen Huaian picked up the bowl, which contained glutinous rice balls. He knew that this meant having a son soon. He walked towards Lin Wan and handed it to her. When she took the bowl from Chen Huaian, her face turned even redder. "Eat." Chen Huaian said indifferently. "Hmm." Lin Wan's voice was as soft as a mosquito. If Chen Huaian didn't have excellent hearing, he might not be able to hear this "hmm". While eating dumplings, Chen Huaian asked Lin Wan, "What do my eyes look like in your eyes?" Chen Huaian asked. This was a question in his mind. He felt that he could use this question to clarify some of the doubts in his mind. "Husband, my husband's eyes are very, very beautiful." Lin Wan ate the dumplings faster...but she took very small bites. "very nice?" Now he was sure that what they saw of him was the skin of the man named Liu Yun, because his eyes were tied with a piece of purple cloth and ordinary people could not see his eyes, let alone what his eyes looked like. Next, Chen Huaian asked many questions, but they were all about this village. He asked in a roundabout way and did not ask directly. This was to prevent Lin Wan from becoming suspicious. By the time he finished asking clearly, it was already midnight. "Husband, I, we..."
He knew what to do now. After chatting for so long, they should fulfill their duties as husband and wife. In other words, they should fulfill their duties as husband and wife when they have finished eating the cake for their children and grandchildren. But Chen Huaian asked too many questions, and she kept answering them, so she didn't have a chance to say it. And she found that it seemed that she had always been the one taking the initiative, and her husband didn't seem to care about her at all. Thinking of this, Lin Wan felt a little depressed. However, Chen Huaian simply couldn't fulfill his obligations as a married woman with a woman he had only met for one night. "You just lie down first." Chen Huaian's words made Lin Wan very happy, but Chen Huaian smiled bitterly in his heart, "What's the big deal?" It was impossible to do the job, he was trying to find a way to crack it, suddenly, an idea flashed in his mind; "Since this is the oath that this village once swore, it means that they are now ordinary people." Thinking of this, Chen Huaian moved his fingers slightly and silently recited a hypnotic spell in his heart. After a while, Lin Wan felt sleepy, but she gently patted her pretty rosy face, trying to keep herself awake. "No, this is not possible. As long as we are not married, he and I cannot be considered a real couple." Lin Wan thought to herself, trying hard not to fall asleep. Seeing that Lin Wan was still asleep, Chen Huaian couldn't help but admire Lin Wan in his heart, "You're not even sleeping yet, you have a strong will." Lin Wan was just an ordinary person after all. With Chen Huaian's unremitting efforts, she finally fell into a deep sleep. "Finally fell asleep." Chen Huaian sat on a chair nearby and began to think about what to do next. He had learned from Lin Wan that she was the daughter of the village chief, and that her father was a traveling doctor, the only physician in the village. If this was the case, their marriage could be considered a good match. He also learned from Lin Wan that Liu Yun had good character and had a good reputation in the village. “I wonder what Lao Niu is doing now.” At this moment, the old cow was walking in the ruined village. It was not afraid of these things. Instead, it was more afraid that it would never see Chen Huaian again. Lao Niu took a look and found that the houses in the village were arranged very densely. There was always a part of the village that was blocked by other houses or trees, and the whole picture could not be seen, as if someone had done it deliberately. Although the tiles on these roofs are dilapidated, it can be seen that they were burned by the villagers themselves. The dilapidated village was filled with fog and miasma. "Hey, whose cow is this?" A voice suddenly sounded, and the old cow turned around and saw an old man standing behind a rotten wooden door. "Hey, whose cow is this? It's still outside so late. Aren't you afraid of being kidnapped?" "I am the head of this village. No one has come here in all these years, but a cow did come." As he said this, he was about to lead the old cow. Chen Huaian did not put a nose ring on the old cow, so the village chief could only pull the old cow's horns. The old cow did not resist, but followed the man who claimed to be the village chief into the house. "Hey, I only have a little food left, just help yourself." The village chief said this with a harmonious smile on his face, looking extremely kind. "Moo." (You, eat these?) The old cow called out, and the village chief thought it was saying thank you, so he smiled and replied, "You're welcome." There were six dishes on the table, five meat dishes, a bowl of soup, and a pot of wine. How could an ordinary family prepare such a sumptuous meal for a cow and also take out a pot of wine?
The old cow looked at the meal in front of it with a cold look in its eyes, because in front of it was a bowl of rice, which, as the name suggests, was for the dead. (End of this chapter)