Peaceful Farm Life-Chapter 73 - Remember to Fatten Me Up Afterwards

Chapter 73: Chapter 73 Remember to Fatten Me Up Afterwards

Chapter 73 -73 Remember to Fatten Me Up Afterwards

The thatched cottage inside and out was decorated with extraordinary festivity; the windows and doors were all adorned with red paper cutouts of the “Shuangxi” character.

In the inner chamber, the quilt was red, the pillows red, the festive candles red, and atop the chests and fruit platters lay large red “Shuangxi” characters; a glance within revealed an entire chamber bathed in red, exuberantly joyful.

Underneath the wisps of kitchen smoke, An Jing, ignoring her foot injury, personally cooked a sumptuous feast.

The aroma of wine and meat wafted from the table, spreading outside, causing passing villagers to involuntarily swallow their saliva.

How fragrant.

How could it be so fragrant.

It was rare for the villagers to eat meat more than a few times a year, and coupled with An Jing’s excellent culinary skills, the aroma was simply irresistible, tempting those who passed by the house to very much want to come in and mooch a meal.

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But remembering that today was An Jing and Xiao Changyi’s wedding day, everyone suppressed their cravings, quietly walked away, and planned to come back to watch the fireworks later, to witness the embarrassment of An Jing and Xiao Changyi.

A wedding with no guests, enough to fuel their laughter for a year.

Once the meal was ready, An Jing and Xiao Changyi ate some scraps to fill their stomachs before they began to bathe.

After bathing, they changed into their wedding garments.

An Jing didn’t do much with her face, just drew her brows and applied a bit of lip rouge, but her bright, shining eyes made her look radiant and more fetching than many made-up brides.

Here, both brides and women married for less than five years wore their hair half-up, half-down; the lower hair hung loose while the upper was arranged in a bun, but An Jing didn’t know how to do a bun, so she simply styled her hair into a simple Princess hairstyle secured with a red hairband.

The couple now shared a home and had seen each other before, every day, and since the groom was marrying into the bride’s family, there really was no need for the bride to cover her face with a veil.

An Jing felt relieved. She truly feared tripping over if she couldn’t see the path with her head covered.

“Jing Er, are you ready?” Xiao Changyi asked from outside.

An Jing immediately stood up, “I’m ready, come in.”

Only then did Xiao Changyi lift the curtain and enter.

As An Jing uncovered the curtain of the inner chamber, she froze, her husband looked too handsome; the big red wedding attire suited him perfectly, making him look majestic and not the least bit effeminate.

Not a trace of the simple country farmer remained!

Xiao Changyi also froze. His wife looked too good in red, exuding so much confidence that, once dressed in red, her spirited appearance was riveting.

“Beautiful,” Xiao Changyi said, walking over to An Jing and uttering these two words.

But An Jing’s face fell, “Are you sure you’re praising me?”

“Hmm,” Xiao Changyi nodded his head, “Next time I make clothes for you, I’ll choose this color.”

“All right,” An Jing smiled. Although her husband was very handsome, and she didn’t look good right now, skinny and sallow, how attractive could she possibly be? But she didn’t feel unworthy of her handsome husband.

It wasn’t about being compatible; it was about whether they liked each other. They liked each other, and that made them a perfect match.

She didn’t care what others thought; that’s what she believed.

Xiao Changyi, caressing her thin face, frowned, “You’re too skinny.”

An Jing immediately responded with a beaming smile, “Then remember to fatten me up in the future.”

“Hmm,” Xiao Changyi nodded earnestly. Then, he looked thoughtfully at An Jing’s hair.

An Jing said openly, “Although I have Lin Anjing’s memories, I still can’t do a bun, so you’ll just have to make do with this.”

“It looks lovely.”

An Jing’s smile bloomed radiantly. In her memory, only her man could easily make her so joyful.