I became the Counterpart of the Winner in a Period Novel-Chapter 281 - 274: She Suddenly Got Married (Part 3)
Of course, they wouldn’t feel ashamed, only disgust towards Jiang Beishan and the third family.
Speaking of the newlywed couple, the day they left the village, they got on the bike and hurried home with the young wife.
The young wife was far from him, but Wei Houping would pull her close against his back. The sudden intimacy between a man and a woman made Jiang Beishan uncomfortable, scaring her enough to want to jump off the bike. But Wei Houping was thick-skinned, freeing one hand to comfort his young wife.
"Why be shy? Anyway, you’ll be mine tonight." 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦
Jiang Beishan: "..." She really wanted to kick him off, "Don’t talk nonsense, careful that someone might hear."
"Who else is here? I only said it because I know there’s no one around."
With this little episode, the newlywed couple didn’t feel quite so inexplicably nervous anymore.
Jiang Beishan asked, "Isn’t marrying me too much of a loss for you? Other families marry at just ten bucks, yet you spent five hundred to marry me, and my parents don’t even like you."
Wei Houping laughed, "Only five hundred bucks? I’d be willing even if you wanted my life in exchange."
"Stop talking nonsense!" Jiang Beishan was flustered, leaning in to cover his mouth: "Pfft pfft pfft, dear heavens, don’t mind him, he’s rambling."
Unlike the big man’s hand covering her, Wei Houping felt a shiver run through his entire body, wishing it could be their bridal night right now.
"Wife, you’re starting to care for me now. I know you like me too."
Jiang Beishan withdrew her hand: "...Such thick skin."
"Without thick skin, how could I have married you?"
"You... I’m not talking to you anymore."
"Wife, you don’t know, but the first time I saw you five years ago, I liked you."
Jiang Beishan caught her breath; today was truly full of surprises.
Five years ago in Nanxi City, the young Wei Houping went to the city to play alone for the first time. When he got hungry, he found his money missing and recalled a few clues. So he roamed the streets, asking about that pock-marked faced man, convinced he was the one who swiped the money right before him.
But Qian Mazi was a scoundrel, with lots of small followers. Hearing someone was inquiring about him, the news quickly reached him, knowing without asking that it was the young guy whose money he stole.
Thinking this family must have been well-off to give the kid so much money, though, unfortunately, he was a fool.
The fool hadn’t found Qian Mazi and was almost ambushed. But a girl with two black braids fiercely scolded, scaring the thug holding a brick to the point his hand shook. Wei Houping noticed the anomaly in time, evading the brick that could’ve hurt him even if he wasn’t dumb.
Turning back, the girl understood his predicament and even ran to buy two big meat buns and stuffed them to him. For these five years, Wei Houping always remembered that bold girl and those steaming meat buns.
Later when he became a thug, he took people to deal with that bunch.
Jiang Beishan was lucky. Her family didn’t value her much, but her husband’s family was very kind.
That day they went to the commune to get their certificate, and Wei Houping went to the supply and marketing agency to buy lots of things for her. Returning to Liu Village, the Wei Family hosted four banquet tables, introducing her to relatives and friends. Her mother-in-law and two sister-in-laws also gave her gifts. When she returned to the new house, everything was brand new. It was evident the Wei Family had spent a lot, and unconsciously Jiang Beishan shed tears, vowing to treat Wei Houping well for life, rooting herself in this household and treating them as her closest kin.
Meanwhile, Jiang Mingyue was busy toasting boles with the Qingshan Village folks, taking several days to complete the task. This step was crucial, charring the outer bark without damaging the inner core. Next was drilling holes for inoculating the spawn.
Villagers were worried about where to buy the spawn when Jiang Ming’an returned with the supplies.
The cost was recorded, of course, along with bringing tools specifically meant for drilling tree holes. Similar to a woodpecker, one swing of the round hammer pulled out a handful of wood, drilling holes at preset intervals, finally stuffing in the spawn and covering it, placing it in a ventilated and shaded area to wait for the mushrooms to sprout.
Additionally, Jiang Mingyue proposed, and the village committee voted unanimously. Soon the ban order was written on the large blackboard at the entrance: From now on, villagers are prohibited from cutting down any trees owned collectively by Qingshan Village. Villagers can collect fallen dry wood for fire, and pine needles or other leaves that fall in autumn can also be collected for burning. As for house beams, the appropriate number will be approved according to each family’s situation. Furthermore, there are people patrolling the mountain, earning work points for this.
The village newly installed loudspeakers, playing daily in the evening, ensuring that even village members who cannot read will memorize the rules, also reminding them about forest fire prevention, urging people not to light fires or smoke in forestry areas. If discovered, aside from criticism and education, fines will be imposed.
Hearing about fines, villagers who weren’t initially concerned became attentive, reminding themselves not to make such mistakes, as that would mean money!
