Tan's cries choked in her throat.

The old woman looked at Yang Huamei, saying in a hesitant voice, "My child, don't rush. Once you leave this door, you'll be part of the Wang family..."

Yang Huamei impatiently waved her hand.

"Hi, who's house it is doesn't matter, right now I'm going to put on makeup, second sister-in-law still has to help me with rouge!"

"That's rouge brought back from town especially by Lan'er!"

Yang Huamei excitedly said.

The women watching the excitement from the sidelines all listened in astonishment.

Yang Ruqing even twitched the corner of her mouth.

I thought to myself, this little sister-in-law is really a unique person.

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When a daughter from another family gets married, she cries with her mother and sisters-in-law, becoming one tearful mass.

She's better off than anyone, more eager.

There, Yang Ruolan walked to Tan's side and gently consoled her in a soft voice.

"Don't be sad, Nai. Your Uncle Chuan's place isn't far, it's right here in our village."

“When my mother called out, my aunt heard it right away. She wanted to see her younger sister, so she walked over in a few steps.”

“Today is my cousin’s wedding day, Grandma should be very happy!”

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"Come, let me wipe your tears..."

Yang Ruolan took out her handkerchief and helped Tan shi wipe away her tears.

However, Tan pushed Yang Ruolan away.

"No need for your fake kindness, get lost!"

Tan shi said angrily.

With his own sleeve wiping away the tears that blurred his vision, he still followed Yang Huamei.

Yang Ruolan was displeased, her face flushed slightly, and she stood aside.

She sensed an odd gaze upon her.

Turning her head, Yang Ruqing was standing in the crowd with a sneer on her face.

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Obviously, he was mocking her.

Yang Ruolan blushed with shame, biting her lip tightly. Her eyes glared daggers at Yang Ruoqing, filled with resentment.

Yang Ruqing gave her a thumbs up, rotating her wrist so her thumb pointed downwards.

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He grunted and averted his gaze.

Yang Ruqing raised an eyebrow and turned her gaze to the side where the mortar was.

Near the grinding basin, Yang shi had already started dressing up Yang Huamei.

Only she first applied powder to Yang Huamei's face.

Her face looked like a big flatbread.

It's not level yet.

Pockmarked, with pimples and boils.

A nose with a complexion of scattered freckles on both sides of the wings.

This blush, it's quite a feat to use.

Yang almost poured all the powder from the box into Yang Huamei's face...

On the side, a woman couldn't help but say: "He's too pale! Like he fell into a flour vat."

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Young Mrs. Yang scoffed, "This is jasmine flour from the town! How can it compare to that wheat flour from home? Don't be ridiculous!"

The women then covered their mouths and giggled.

Yang Ruqing also raised the corners of her mouth.

Then, continue to observe.

After Yang finished applying the powder, she took out a sturdy, fine thread.

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With both ends of the thread, he hooked it into a two-pronged crisscross shape, pressing tightly against Yang Huamei's face.

Then, with a slight tug of the hand, the cotton swab was removed, pulling out its fluffy fibers.

"Ouch, that hurts!"

Yang Huamei let out a cry, her brow furrowed, and the powder on her face began to fall.

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On hearing this sound, Tan, who was standing beside her, also frowned.

Scolding Yang, "You clumsy fool! You hurt your sister!"

Yang was also taken aback by the reactions of the two women.

"He then chuckled and said, 'Mother, isn't that how you make a good impression?'

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She then said to Yang Huamei, "Mei'er don't be afraid, second sister-in-law just give it a light pluck, remove these whiskers on your face and you'll be beautiful!"

Upon hearing that she could become prettier, Yang Huamei gritted her teeth and nodded.

Yang then pulled, carefully.

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Tan peered over the edge, her face a mask of anxiety.

Finally, it's done. Yang was exhausted and had a head full of sweat.

Next, she applied rouge to Yang Huamei's cheeks and lipstick to her lips.

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"Second sister-in-law, for the celebration, make your lips as red as possible!"

Yang Huamei eagerly reminded.

Yang nodded repeatedly: "Second sister-in-law, you can rest assured about things."

The makeup for the bride's helper is finished.

"Am I good-looking or not? What do you think, am I handsome?"

Yang Huamei tilted her head upward, urgently inquiring of the group of women gathered in the room.

The women's expressions on their faces were a bit strange.

He smiled but said nothing.

Yang Ruqing heard a gasp from Sun and Bao beside her.

At one glance, she almost fainted from fright herself.

Is this still human?

Bai Haha's face, rosy red lips.

His teeth were becoming increasingly yellow, frighteningly so.

Yang Ruqing covered her eyes.

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The scene is too beautiful to bear.

Here, Tan stood up directly, glaring at Yang with a ferocious expression.

"You've gone too far with the makeup, wipe off some of that red!"

Tan commanded Yang.

Yang smiled wryly and was about to wipe it away.

Yet Yang Huamei stood up from the rice hulling basket.

"Don't wipe it, just like that, I like the brighter colors, the better!" she said.

"Meller, your lips are too red and it's not a good look."

Tan's patient coaxing went on.

But Yang Huamei shook her head like a tambourine.

Yang tried to smooth things over: "Just have some water and something to eat, it'll naturally fade away..."

Tan was helpless and finally compromised with Yang Huamei.

Next comes the putting up of the elaborate bun and getting dressed in the wedding attire.

Needless to say, she was adorned with flowers from head to toe and bathed in red.

The whole person sat in the grinding pan, like a fire-red lantern.

After all this was done, the Jin clan, Yang clan, Sun clan, Liu clan, and Bao clan all came forward.

When a younger sister gets married, her sisters in the family and her sister-in-law are expected to give red envelopes.

This is called a "crying bride" fee.

The red envelopes given by the Jin family were all sealed overnight by Madam Tan. Each contained sixty-six cash coins.

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Sun's sixty-six copper coins in this red envelope were from her own pocket.

Several daughters-in-law took turns coming forward, handing red envelopes to Yang Huamei while uttering auspicious words.

When it was Bao Suyun's turn, the red envelopes had just been taken out.

...was snatched away by Yang Huamei.

"Cut the crap, hand over the money!"

Yang Huamei grinned, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth. She tucked the money into her pocket.

Bao Suyun was a little embarrassed, but she still said a blessing and quickly retreated to the side.

“He's crowned, he's crowned…”

Yang cried out and grabbed the red veil, placing it over Yang Huamei's head.

Here, Tan's tears suddenly welled up.

The old woman slapped her thigh with both hands and burst into tears: "My son, my flesh and blood, mother can't bear to let you go..."

All the women came over to persuade him.

Yet Yang Huamei sat in the grain mill, excitedly shaking her little feet.

The breakfast in the front yard has ended.

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The welcoming party surged into the backyard.

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The men began moving the bride's dowry from the house to the courtyard.

Old Yang walked into Yang Huamei's house with his hands behind his back.

I saw the young woman in her red bridal attire sitting in the spinning wheel.

The old man's eyes also turned red.

"Meili, now that you've entered this marriage, from now on you'll be part of the Wang family."

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Being someone's wife is not like being a daughter at home, pampered by your parents and siblings.

The old man squatted beside the grinding tray and, addressing Yang Huamei who was veiled in a red headscarf, spoke earnestly. Let me know if you have any other text you'd like translated!

"From now on, you're a married man."

"In the future, you must treat your in-laws well and be a good wife and mother. Don't bring shame to our Yang family..."

“Dad!”

Under the red bridal hat, a voice called out from Yang Huamei.