The night of the grand wedding, 116 people died from jealousy in the Wen family.

  Don't call her Xiao Yue anymore.

  And also questioned her?

  He bit his lip hard and was about to answer when he found that the people around him had all taken notice of Jiang Yan's question.

  "Brother-in-law, do you know her?" Lu Huan had already been suspicious since yesterday, and his sister Manman didn't say anything, which made him even more puzzled.

  "Oh, she's my stepfather's daughter, so I know her." Jiang Yan directly stated the relationship between them to avoid misunderstanding from his wife's family.

  Sunshine, straightforwardness has always been Jiang Yan's characteristics.

  Lu Siling trusted his daughter's husband. However, whether everyone else was as tolerant and trusting as Lu Siling was hard to say.

  Jun Ye lightly raised his cold eyebrows: Father's temperament has some similarities with brother-in-law, and the temper is compatible.

  Mr. Lu didn't say a word, sitting in the chair with his hands crossed, like a judge listening to both sides of an argument, silent and not about to speak casually.

  Since Jiang Yan has already answered Lu Huan's question, it's now Jiang Yue's turn to answer.

  Turning back, in this pause, I had already thought of a countermeasure: "Brother Jiang and my dad have a good relationship, but he rarely meets me and doesn't understand me very well. In fact, making noodles is a traditional folk craft in Shanxi Province. We call it 'flower flatbread' in our place. When I was young, I learned a little from my aunt, Brother Jiang wouldn't know that's normal."

  Uncle Jiang Zhonghai is said to be from Shanxi, but Jiang Yan doesn't understand the local culture and doesn't know the relationship between huajuan and mian su. However, he thinks that this dough figurine can't be made by Jiang Yue, it should be his daughter-in-law's work. His daughter-in-law's works always have a kind of spirituality that not everyone can imitate. As Mengmeng's husband, how could he not feel it?

  Her eyebrows furrowed slightly, but didn't relax.

  "Lu Lao, if there's nothing else, I'll take my leave first," said Jiang Yue.

  Mainly afraid of being discovered by Mr. Lu's things.

  "Ah, thank you, Mr. Jiang. I've received this precious gift." Old Master Lu nodded his head.

  Lu Huan's eyebrows immediately furrowed in discontent, and the word "grandfather" that she wanted to spit out was swallowed back into her mouth.

  After Jiang Yue left, everyone found their own seats and sat down.

  The atmosphere was a bit tense for a moment, and when everyone's hands were fiddling with things, they would seem to casually fix their gaze on the small ceramic figurine on Old Master Lu's table that looked incredibly lifelike.

  This person is truly a rare masterpiece.

  The subtle expression of the characters, the rich artistic connotation, all come out.

  "Help me put the gift away, He Dong." Lao Lu instructed his youngest son, as everyone present was distracted by this little episode.

  Lu He-dong responded with an "ah", put down the teacup in his hand, and immediately walked over, picked up that person again, smiled and sized him up, while inserting a few words: "Dad, I think this reporter from Jiang is really good-natured, he actually had the thought to give you this. If I didn't know better, I would have thought she was your relative."

  In response to Jiang Yue's slightly sarcastic remark about his younger son, Old Master Lu waved his hand and said, "You don't know how many refined things people give me?"

  Lu Lao Tou has always been fond of writing and reading. He indulges in his interests, and such elegant works are certainly not rare.

  "Alright." Lu Hedong said with a sigh, his eyes looking at the gloomy face of Commander Lu. He was also feeling frustrated in his heart. If it were Manman who had sent it, that would have been great, but instead, this reporter Jiang had beaten him to it.

  The person was stuffed into a shabby cardboard box and temporarily placed in the drawer of the study.

  Next, Old Master Lu inquired about the arrangements for the guests' seats for tomorrow. This matter was organized by Lu Hedong and several brothers. Several draft guest seat arrangement tables were presented, waiting for the old master to decide.

  Young people couldn't get a word in edgewise, and could only sit there watching the commotion. Lu Huan then started whispering to Yao Zibao sitting next to him: "If my sister had made it, it would definitely be better than what she gave."

  "Alright, I also believe in Manman sister. Everyone here believes in Manman sister." Yao Zibao made a sweeping gesture, patted Manman on the back, and then asked, "But do you know what gift your sister is preparing for your grandfather?"

  Mentioning the painting that was ruined on the train, Lu Huan furrowed his brow: "Don't mention it, I don't know what kind of method was used to destroy my sister's work and her heart's blood."

  Not just Yao Zibao was shocked, but also those who were sitting nearby and overheard it turned their heads in surprise.

  Seeing that his brother and Yao were both listening attentively to him, Lu Huan immediately covered his mouth with his hand: Manman had instructed him not to reveal it to outsiders, thinking of solving the secret himself.

  As for the news that Jiang Yue sent an handmade facemask to Old Master Lu, somehow it reached the ears of Mrs. Lu and others, and Mrs. Yao was surprised: "What kind of journalist is this, choosing to send a gift at this time, what does it mean?"

  Tomorrow, everyone knows it's the day of the important banquet, but only a few people with some information know that everyone is waiting for Manman to personally hand over her handmade art piece to Lao Yezi.

  Jiang Yue's move was inevitably suspected of intentionally stealing the spotlight.

  "Perhaps she doesn't know anything." The kind-hearted Mrs. Lu naturally thought of the good side of things.

  Madam Yao didn't think so, her eyes darted to Bai Lu, who had been silent all the way up the mountain today, and said: "Bai Lu, didn't your brother and the others come?"

  Bai Lu's parents were originally supposed to come, but they had urgent business and couldn't get away, just like Secretary Yao. Instead, it was Bai Dui, who was considered Bai Lu's older brother, who came in their place. However, it turned out that only Bai Lu had arrived quietly last night. If she hadn't taken the initiative to reveal herself this morning, everyone would have been unaware that someone from the Bai family had already arrived.

  "My brother said that we need to arrange our tasks properly before setting off, so it's going to take some time." Bai Lu smiled with a hint of elegance and confidence, quickly dispelling the doubts of those present.

  "Madam Yao isn't being nosy, she's treating both of you like her own children and is concerned: 'How have you and Lord Lu discussed your marriage plans?'"

  "This is up to him, I'm in no hurry." Bai Lu said it very lightly and naturally.

  "Silly child, he's a man and can drag on, but you're a woman and can't. What if you have children when you're too old?"

  "Nowadays women are having children in their forties too. I'm not worried." Bai Lu smiled.

  Mrs. Yao rolled her eyes and said to Mrs. Lu, "Look at this child, how come all his ideas are so advanced."

  Mrs. Lu was surprised that a few days ago, when Bai Lu was injured at her house, she looked somewhat dejected, but today it seems that the dark clouds of the past have been swept away; if these two young people really understood each other, that would be for the best.

  Bai Lu was afraid that her mother-in-law would go and say something to her fiancé, so she quietly grasped Madame Lu's hand and said: "Auntie, don't worry. I and Lu Jun have made arrangements."

  "Who——" Mrs. Lu hesitated.

  I believe him.

  She believed him, believing that he would definitely marry her. And she was well-prepared. As Manman said, she had to do well for herself. She was a person who liked to give more than receive. Therefore, in choosing between someone who loved her and someone she loved, she chose the former without hesitation.

  What's most important is his character, she trusts him.

  Your character is unmatched in the world.

  Every romance, every marriage has its own choices. There is no perfect marriage, only whether you are willing to work hard for your marriage.

  After dinner in the study, Jiang Yan rushed back to find his wife in a flurry of anxiety.

  Manman was just tired from working hard all morning, after packing up her things, she felt a bit fatigued and took a short nap on the bed.

  "Vine, vine..." My husband's voice sounded from the doorway.

  "Huh?" She dazedly opened one eye halfway.

  "Are you sleeping?" Jiang Yan burst in through the door and only then discovered his wife was taking a nap, hastily softening his footsteps and tone.

  "A Yan." He lifted the covers and sat up, "You're back?"

  "I came back early, but everyone was sitting in the old man's study for a while." Sitting next to his wife, he looked around the room with both eyes, not seeing any ingredients for making noodles.

  "What are you looking for? Did you lose something?" Yue'er asked with a puzzled expression, seeing her husband's sneaky eyes.

  Just as he was thinking whether to ask his daughter-in-law directly, his younger brother-in-law Lu Huan rushed in at the door and took care of it for him.

  Many people suspect that the portrait was painted by his daughter-in-law.

  "Sister, sister, I have something to tell you." Lu Huan rushed in and said to her.

  Her brother called out so urgently that Manman thought something big had happened and Lu Huan was flustered, asking: "Speak slowly."

  "I'll tell you," said Lu Huan, kicking a chair and sitting down. "Today, when we all came back to Grandfather's study, we saw something on his desk. Guess what it was?"

  Her heart skipped a beat, but she hadn't expected so many people to notice the mask she gave to the old man at first glance. Pretending not to know, she asked about the situation: "How would I know? Is it something interesting?"

  What does she mean by this?

  Jiang Yan and his younger brother-in-law Lu Huan exchanged a glance with each other.

  "Sister, you're a pretty girl."

  "Who sent it? Or did Master himself make it?" Mianmian was secretly admiring herself for being able to keep her calm at this moment.

  We can't reveal our plan first, if we take the initiative, won't it make Old Master Lu happy.

  Lu Huan's heart was anxious and she muttered to herself: "Sister, are you really muddled or just pretending to be?"

  As a result, the two of them couldn't continue their conversation. People passing by in the corridor came to visit Mrs. Yao and said as soon as they opened the door: "Nangnang, have you prepared the gift for your grandfather? We can't lose to that reporter Jiang and be laughed at."

  At that time, her mind was immediately confused.

  Wasn't she discovered by Lao Lü and them when they were giving gifts? Isn't Lao Lü now sending her brother over to get information out of her?

  How did it suddenly bring up Chiang Kai-shek?

  "Chiang's journalist?"

  "Yes." Mrs. Yao didn't notice Lu Huan's expression and said, "She, whether intentionally or unintentionally, actually made a clay figurine resembling your grandfather and gave it to him, saying it was handmade by herself."

  Suddenly, a string in his mind tightened up.

  Jiang Yue said that the person in front of her was pinched by herself?

  Is it a coincidence?

  Jiang Yue pinched one just like hers?

  How could there be such a coincidence in the world?

  Why did Jiang Yue say that?

  Why?

  Astonishment is not enough to describe the feeling in Mengmeng's heart right now.

  She sat down and needed to think about it, reviewing the whole process.

  Lu Huan didn't care how she was doing, he just grabbed her and asked: "Sister, did you prepare Grandpa's gift and send it out?"

  Manman would never easily answer her brother's question. Although her brother seemed very anxious, he had probably already determined that the painting was definitely hers and not Jiang Yue's.

  That's also true.

  The question is, Jiang Yue dared to easily pretend that she was the author of her work, and she must have had 18 or 19 certainties in her heart.

  Okay, she didn't expect that someone would even want to compete with her for the author's rights of this insignificant little thing. If she had known earlier, she would have carved her name "Man Man" on the surface of the mask, so that Lao Lü wouldn't have made a wild guess and no one would have impersonated her. But she deliberately didn't sign her name in order to make Lao Lü guess.

  All I can say is, Old Lü, as a grandfather, aren't you being too weak?

  Can't even recognize his own granddaughter's things, and doesn't even know when someone is impersonating him.

  If she goes to Lao Lü now and says that the person is herself, not Jiang Yue, on the one hand, there is no evidence or witnesses for Yan Yan, and the two of them will have a big falling out over this matter. If it gets out, people will laugh at us. On the other hand, more importantly, if Lao Lü can't even distinguish right from wrong, then he's not worthy of being my grandfather.

  So, she won't go clarify this matter with Old Man Lu.

  She had to wonder when Jiang Yue discovered her doppelganger and decided to impersonate her.

  Could it be that she sent someone to deliver noodles to the study before and after, was Jiang Yue in Old Master's study?

  Why did Jiang Yue sneak around in Old Master's study without showing up?

  "Sister! Sister!" Seeing her sitting silently as if she had sunk into her own world, Lu Huan and the others were worried sick.

  Manman raised her head and asked, "You said that Jiang Zhi claimed to have given the gift to Lao Yezi himself? Was it Lao Yezi who went to ask Jiang Zhi about it?"

  "That's not it. When we passed by earlier, Jiang Zhe was standing in Grandfather's study, saying he came secretly to see someone off." said Lu Huan.

  Jiang Yan is telling lies!

  Jiang Yue's words further revealed that she was doing something improper and indecent in Old Master's study.

  "Niang niang." Mrs. Yao could see that her complexion had changed a bit and asked, "Have you thought of something?"

  "No." said Manman.

  Because she knew these were just her personal guesses, without evidence or proof, and could not be used as evidence against Jiang Yue.

  Mrs. Yao could only think that she was disappointed because Jiang Yue had given her father the gift she wanted to give, and regretted putting pressure on the child. She changed the subject to lighten the mood: "You mom, now you have to take care of your aunts coming over, let me supervise you and Ah Yan, ask if you two are ready with the attire for tomorrow's event?"

  "They're all washed and ironed," said Manman. "Put them in your luggage."

  Jiang Yan simultaneously pulled out his suitcase from under the bed and opened it for the elder to inspect.

  Mrs. Yao carefully checked the clothes and found no problem, asking them to rest well tonight as tomorrow would be busy, then left to report back to Mrs. Lu.

  Lu Huan scratched his head and asked Manman: "Sister, tomorrow's time is almost up, what about the gift for Grandpa?"

  "You don't have to send me off tomorrow," said Manman slowly.

  Not a hint of hesitation in his tone caused both Lu Huan and Jiang Yan to turn their heads.

  In fact, she had done her part, but whether Lao Lü was aware of it or not was his own business, and it didn't mean that she hadn't fulfilled her filial piety and responsibility as a granddaughter.

  Creeping naturally at ease.

  Lu Huan was speechless for a moment.

  Jiang Yan waited until his younger brother-in-law had left, then quietly asked his wife in a low voice: "Was it you who pinched him?"

  Her husband who has no blood relation with her can guess it out, but Lao Lu cannot?

  Pouting and pursing her lips, she didn't answer.

  Your wife is sulking.

  As a husband, put your hands on your wife's shoulders and massage her muscles to relieve her boredom.

  ……

  In the two-story small building library, people have left and the building is empty.

  Lü Lǎotóu sat alone in a chair, staring at the drawer cabinet with the locked face.

  Is it pinched by Jiang Yue?

  Now the news of Jiang Yan's plagiarism is spreading everywhere, logically speaking, if it wasn't for Jiang Yan, the real author should not be willing to be impersonated and come out to seek justice.

  However, after waiting for an entire afternoon, there was no response at all.

  Is this really Jiang Yan's doing?

  He took off his old glasses, rubbed the acupoints between his eyes with his fingers in a circular motion, and the dignified face reappeared vividly before him.

  Regardless of whether it was pinched by Jiang Yue or not, first of all, if it is excluded that it was not pinched by Jiang Yue, then it must have been given by someone else. Jiang Yue really has a big nerve to dare to impersonate others.

  Was it a premeditated impersonation or an impromptu idea?

  The former possibility is not great, if it was a pre-planned impersonation, one could have easily carved their own signature on the person's face with a knife. It can be seen that Jiang Yue's possibility of being suddenly inspired when he saw no author's signature above is greater. If it was the latter, what needs to be investigated is what Jiang Yue came to his study room to do while he was not around.

  Jiang Yue is the daughter of Jiang Zhonghai, who has a foster father-son relationship with Jiang Yan. These are all clear to him. For those who come to work by his side, he must first investigate their political background, and Jiang Yue is no exception, having passed his audit.

  So, the question is still what Jiang Yue came to his study room secretly wanting to do.

  Install wiretaps?

  He Lao has always been open and honest in his dealings, nothing to be afraid of.

  To discuss confidential matters, it would not be chosen in a study room. Choosing the suburbs is safer than here.

  He ran his fingers lightly over the edges of the three drawers on the side of his desk, and when he couldn't feel anything, he lowered his head under the table and saw three very small pieces of white paper scraps. Every time he was about to leave the study for a long distance, he would insert a piece of paper scrap into the gap between the drawer and the frame before closing it, so that if someone tried to open his unlocked drawers when he was not around, the paper scraps would fall down, enough to prove that someone had touched his things while he was away.

  Because his servant wouldn't even dare to pull out his drawer, even if he was told to clean it. So who do you think is the one moving his stuff?

  Originally simple study room, he could not put any valuable items inside.

  But what is it that he wants to find?

  And did you find it?

  A question worth considering.

  ……

  She took a photo of Manman's birth, and Jiang Yue herself knew it was hard to convince the mysterious person. What's strange is that this mysterious person accepted her photo, but didn't express any dissatisfaction towards her.

  This mysterious person is indeed mysterious. She lets her phone fall in the living room and goes out for a walk. It's only after she leaves that he checks the photos on her phone, not even telling her his contact number.

  This person's thoughts must be very cautious.

  Wen Yu saw Yang Xiu holding his mobile phone in the rental house, pondering something for at least two hours.

  She sneaked out today and asked around. Some families, when they opened their windows at midnight, saw a female soldier following a male soldier, who came out of the temple and walked to the outskirts of the village. Because it was related to the People's Liberation Army comrades, the villagers were too curious to look again.

  There may be female soldiers wearing military uniforms in the village, and they can be counted on one hand. The wives of Lu's family members who are in the army, such as Lu Heduang's wife. Female guests invited by the Lu family from the army. However, whether it is the Lu family themselves or their female guests, it is unlikely that they would wear military uniforms and wander around the village. Because they came to attend a banquet, there was no need to wear military uniforms.

  The most likely possibility is the female journalist who works with Lao Lu.

  "Are you really not planning on going with me to the banquet tomorrow?" Yang Xi suddenly put down his phone and caught her lost in thought for a moment.

  "No." Wen Xuan flipped through the book on her lap, covering up.

  Yang Xiu, with a slight frown, stood up: "If you don't go to the banquet tomorrow, it's best to stay in this house and not go anywhere. Tomorrow, Lu's family will definitely make their defense work more thorough."

  "Don't worry, I won't trouble you." The raised eyes met his, a pair of gloomy and dark eyes.

  "Alright, study hard." He said, entering his own room.

  Wen Yu didn't make a sound and continued reading her textbook for another hour.

  Lin Jiajing didn't come, she was studying hard in school. She ran here, but her homework said that no matter what, she couldn't fall behind and lose to Lin Jiajing.

  ……

  The day of the banquet, today is destined to be a busy day. After waking up, she was kept busy by others all along.

  What's it called when someone is busy with something?

  It takes a lot of time to dress up and put on makeup, just painting it on doesn't take less than several hours.

  At noon, I carefully ate lunch, afraid of messing up the powder that had just been applied.

  She didn't want to put on makeup at first. But then she heard that there would be cameras recording the whole evening as a keepsake, and people who didn't wear makeup in front of the camera looked very ugly due to lighting issues.

  Around three o'clock in the afternoon, her husband accompanied her father to the entrance to welcome the guests who were arriving one after another.

  It's five o'clock, and we're about to start with the first cold dish.

  In rural areas, old people attach importance to auspicious time when doing things. As the saying goes, "When in Rome, do as the Romans do". Lao Lu wanted to hold a welcoming ceremony for his granddaughter in his hometown and couldn't make an exception.

  These two days, Lu's family has been deliberately hiding her away, not introducing her to anyone, probably wanting to give everyone a surprise tonight.

  Manman sat in the room, waiting for the time to pass, occasionally glancing at herself in the mirror, but no matter how she looked, she didn't seem like a stunning beauty who could shock four nations.

  One more thing: Lu's family, this move mustn't backfire.

  The mysterious veil is lifted, and it's not a beauty but an ugly woman, then...

  The day before yesterday some aunties came to watch the commotion, didn't they say she was a country bumpkin?

  When the time came, Lu Huan and Yao Zibao came to pick her up.

  Two young men, both wearing black suits and ties, with thick black hair slicked back with hair oil and wax, looking quite dashing.

  Compared with her brother's appearance, Manman felt ashamed of herself.

  "Sister, you're really beautiful, just like a fairy descending from heaven."

  The younger brother who deliberately applied honey on his upper lip had a very self-aware sister.

  To put it bluntly, she has no interest in those stunning beauties who can topple cities with their charm, because beautiful women often have short lives; being a simple and elegant girl is much more comfortable.

  Unfortunately, she can't escape being treated like a monkey on stage today.

  "Come on, sister Manman." The two young men were clever and worried that she would change her mind at the last minute, so they quickly led her out the door.

  Just as everyone was about to leave, the calm and steady footsteps coming from the entrance were those of Junye.

  His attire was much more subdued, a silver-gray cheongsam, as if he had deliberately abandoned the black color that best represented his personality, and intentionally concealed the parts that possessed charm. The tie was tied in a very ordinary way, not to mention any special golden decorations on the pocket or collar. His hair was only combed neatly, without any wax.

  The Lu family has always been very low-key and simple, even at such a grand family banquet. Children can dress up brightly, but adults absolutely cannot.

  Manman is different from the protagonist.

  "Brother, how did you come?" Lu Huan asked.

  Master Jun didn't say anything at first, his silent and focused gaze was carefully sizing up every inch of her body.

  After announcing in public tonight, she will officially return to the Lu family and enter the ancestral home of the Lu family.

  Her raven-black hair was coiled into a knot at the back of her head, secured with a silver hairpin adorned with apricot blossoms, which must have been sent by her second aunt according to the old lady's instructions. It was elegant and refined, setting off her small face perfectly.

  The cheongsam she was wearing was one she had picked out herself and I had seen it at her home before.

  On her feet, she wore a pair of cloth shoes made by his skilled aunt, who was good at handicrafts. The stitches were very solid, and the embroidered peony flowers were the most auspicious and luxurious, with colors matching the white dress, using gold thread on a yellow background.

  The two silver bangles on her wrist were made by the young aunt, who took the old family heirlooms given by the old master and had them remade according to his instructions, as another gift for meeting his granddaughter.

  Now, everything about her, from head to toe, belongs to the Lu family, except for that ugly pair of glasses on the bridge of her nose.

  "Why don't you take off your glasses?"

  Afraid of being invisible.

  Without saying another word, he reached out and took away that ugly mirror.

  She was shocked: "What are you doing? I've worn those glasses for a long time."

  "Can't see me and Huan'er holding your hand."

  Cold voice does not allow refutation.

  For a moment, she was worried that he would casually throw away her glasses, and hurriedly grabbed his hand: "That also has to be put back on. I can't have someone leading me around every day."

  Afraid that the two of them would quarrel, this grand day was absolutely not a day for quarreling. Lu Huan and Yao Zibao quickly exchanged glances and came to the rescue, one pulling her back, the other gently taking the glasses from Junye's hand, saying: "Sister Manman, let me put it away first, don't worry, I definitely won't lose your things."

  If it were his own brother, he would have taken it back long ago. However, this is the second young master of the Yao family, so Master Jun has to show some respect.

  Yao Zi Bao didn't miss the opportunity and quickly put his glasses into his own pocket.

  After this little episode, everyone simultaneously wiped the sweat from their foreheads.

  Manman is not really nearsighted, but when she's nervous and doesn't wear glasses, it's very likely that she can't see things.

  Now she can't see people across from her, and is rummaging through her pocket for something.

  "Your neck is missing a piece of jewelry, Mom asked me to bring it."

  He went around her and wrapped the cool chain around her neck, finally closing it with a soft click of the silver clasp.

  It felt like a warm stone in winter and cool in summer was tied around her neck, but because the chain was too short, she wanted to pick it up and look at what it was under her eyes, but couldn't pull it long enough to see.

  "Not a gemstone?"

  If it were a precious gemstone, she was afraid that if she wasn't careful, she would lose it, and that would be a disaster.

  "No."

  Her eyes were fixed on the jade pendant at the center of her neck, but her voice was firm.

  Lu Huan's eyes couldn't hide a hint of surprise: wasn't the six-xian peach jade pendant that her brother had put on her sister, the one that her sister had always possessed?

  "This thing has always been in my sister's hands, how did you get it?"

  But he couldn't ask, his elder brother's eyes clearly told him not to ask.

  Everything is ready, all that's missing is the east wind. The group of people walked downstairs to the main courtyard where the banquet was being held.

  Manman carefully followed behind them, her eyes temporarily able to see.

  Downstairs, a bright and dazzling sunlight.

  At night, the Lu family's courtyard was decorated with lanterns and streamers, and the bright light from the lamps could almost blind her eyes.

  There were exactly how many tables of wine in the courtyard, Manman had heard Mrs. Lu mention it before, but now facing so many dense heads, her mind naturally became a blank slate, and she couldn't remember anything.

  She's an ordinary person, don't expect her to be like those who often perform on stage and still have a lot to say. Just maintaining a calm and polite smile for such a long time is enough to test the nerves of an ordinary person.

  Now I'm glad that we didn't have a wedding banquet with my husband. After this experience, I won't even think about having any family banquets in the future.

  Lu's family did not invite a host, and Lu Hedong took on the important task of hosting this time.

  At this time, in this high-pressure atmosphere, her vision was already blurry and she couldn't see clearly. Her husband walked to her side and held her hand.

  "Glasses." she whispered.

  Jiang Yan thought that his wife's face without glasses was of course much more beautiful than with glasses.

  However, his daughter-in-law's extreme tension seemed to be jumping in the palm of his hand, and he asked with concern: "Where is it?"

  "Treasure." Seeing that it's almost time to go on stage, let's make it quick and decisive.

  Yao Zibao, who had his glasses taken away by Jiang Dashao, didn't have the same reservations as Jun Ye and directly returned them to Jiang Dashao, but not before reminding him: "Brother Lu doesn't allow Sister Manman to wear these."

  The Lu family had been harboring unjustified jealousy towards the Wen family until now, leaving Jiang Yan speechless.

  His wife is pregnant, if she can't see things and accidentally bumps into something, it's going to be a disaster. The mental stress could also cause a miscarriage.

  The glasses were returned to his wife's hands.

  Mengmeng, wearing glasses, suddenly felt the clarity of the days in front of her.

  Accompanied by her husband, when she walked up to the high platform with two steps covered in red carpet, even just a little higher than ordinary people, it made her feel like being in scorching heat.

  Holding a loudspeaker, Lu He-dong stood beside her and gave an impassioned speech: "Ladies and gentlemen, fellow villagers, relatives and friends of the Lu family, good evening. Tonight, the Lu family has invited guests from all sides to gather together, just as everyone thought, it is to share with you the biggest joyous news of the Lu family in many years."

  A scorching gaze below, closely following Lu He-dong's outstretched hand, focused on her.

  "This is my niece, my only close niece, our Lu family's daughter who has been drifting outside for many years, finally returned to her home!"

  Her home.

  It's Lu's family!

  Lu He-dong was full of passion, with a lump in his throat.

  Many people in Lu's family were moved to tears at the scene.

  Lu Siling turned his back, almost wiping away tears.

  Jun Ye took a deep breath, but an unpleasant glint flashed across the big glasses she put back on.

  Lu Huan was excited and playful.

  Mrs. Lu leaned on Mrs. Yao's shoulder and covered up.

  The joys and sorrows of the Lu family.

  In the eyes of people outside the Lu family, all they could see was an ordinary girl wearing glasses standing on stage. In this moment, she transformed into a golden phoenix who received the adoration of thousands.

  The miracle of the ugly duckling has been witnessed by tens of millions of people at this very moment today.

  Applause and flowers arrived as scheduled.

  Like a storm, sweeping away the people on stage.

  From this moment on, she is a member of the Lu family, enjoying the favor and glory of the Lu family.

  Twice envied and twice admired.

  But she didn't know why, suddenly couldn't see these, had crossed the horizon of the big mountain, overlooking the scenery of Jiangnan, where there was her small grocery store that grew up. Every morning, plain porridge with salted vegetables, if it's good, would give a salted duck egg for her and Yuanyuan to share together. Occasionally, when the duck egg was cut open unevenly, the bigger one would be given to her sister. When she went to school, her father secretly put an egg in her palm. Wen Shi Xuan always remembered that although she was older, her body was not as good as Yuanyuan's.

  Fresh flowers and applause are fleeting, heard in the ears and seen with the eyes, nothing can be grasped, at any moment it seems to disappear with the wind. While eggs are real, held in her palm, the cooked eggshell is warm, warming her heart.

  Others can only see that she will share the honor and glory of the Lu family, but who can see that she will also share their shame and decline?

  It's not that she is arrogant and self-abased, but rather, standing in different positions, the scenery and mood seen are naturally different.

  Stars shine brightly in front of people, but behind them are bitter stories.

  Standing on the building and overlooking the bustling scene below, Lao Lu's gaze passed over the faces that were almost identical to what he had imagined, and gently fell on the protagonist on stage.

  Today, he gave her the greatest favor.

  How will she react?

  Calm face

  Quiet eyes

  Gazing out at the distant horizon.

  This is his granddaughter who has come back.

  ……

  The thunderous applause in Lujia's courtyard spread all the way to the large playground at the village entrance.

  Here, the Lu family had set up several tables of wine and food, treating all who were willing to share in their joy.

  Wen Haosheng and other members of the Wen family had already taken their seats early on.

  Yesterday, I heard that the Lu family was going out, and Wen Haosheng, Liao Shuya, and Wang Yunyun, three sisters, all followed them to see the excitement. Unfortunately, the Lu family's defense work is well done. All along the way, people were pulling up warning lines in front of and behind them. The distance they followed was far away, and they couldn't even see who was inside the warning line, so it can be said that they returned empty-handed.

  The first battle ended in defeat, but the despair in their hearts was not enough to extinguish the hope of these people.

  At five o'clock, the Lu family served dinner on time.

  Just the dishes placed outside the courtyard include shrimp, fish, chicken, duck, goose, abalone soup, and a variety of wines, all in abundance.

  "She's really willing to spend big." Liao Shuya took out her phone's calculator and pressed the number keys to calculate the cost, she was going to be a future restaurant owner, always learning about food cost calculation at any moment.

  The grand courtyard, the Lu family set up over a hundred tables, with each table costing no less than tens of thousands in food and drinks, that's already several million. Not to mention the special VIP guests invited by the Lu family inside their mansion, whose status is definitely higher than those seated in the courtyard.

  "Manman sister, she didn't have such a big wedding when she got married." Wang Yunyun thought, and was about to think crookedly.

  It's better to have rich parents than to marry into a good family.

  No wonder people in religious education say that if you do well in this life, you can seek a good rebirth.

  Wen Feng's sister and Zhang Qiuyan both had a broken tooth at the same time. Not to mention that their daughters were jealous, they themselves were even more jealous. If they were born into a good family, the husbands they married would not be limited to this level of husband now, and the daughters they gave birth to would definitely be golden branches and jade leaves, like Manman, who gathered all the favors in one body.

  Lu's family announced the news of their daughter returning home, and in an instant, a hundred strings of firecrackers were set off on the playground.

  Wave after wave of firecrackers shook the hearts of the Wen family, jumping from the volcano into the ice cellar and then back into the volcano.

  The Wen sisters could only imagine in their hearts the scene of Manman being surrounded by thousands of people, as they couldn't see what was happening inside the courtyard.

  "I seem to have heard the theme song of the TV series Xiaozhuang." Wen Haosheng said, rubbing his temples.

  Phoenix should be like a princess in a TV series.

  "Come on, eat before the dishes get cold." Zhang Qiuyan picked up her chopsticks and said. These two days in this mountain nest, they haven't been able to eat any big fish or meat. Therefore, they arrived early today, just to try their best to occupy a table.

  "Mei's sister slammed her chopsticks: 'How can I swallow this? Think of my elder brother, how can you still eat this?!'"

  Wen Feng's sister is so arrogant, if it's for Wen Shi Xuan, then those who believe her are stupid.

  Others at the table looked at her, very understanding why she couldn't eat: This is not enviable, it's jealous, how did you end up being born in the Wen family?

  Next time you'd better give birth to a good baby.

  However, for now, filling one's stomach is also a priority.

  Wen Haosheng and his mother Zhang Qiuyan are both pragmatists. Now you're going to stir up trouble, aren't you heading straight into the line of fire of the Lu family?

  It just so happened that the dishes served by the Lu family were quite good, both in terms of taste and presentation, and must have been made by a skilled chef from the city.

  "Mom." Liao Shuya's eyes glanced at Wen Haoyue and Zhang Qiuyan, who were like crazy pigs, and immediately swept away half of the dishes on the table. She anxiously pulled and dragged Wen Fengjie, who was making a scene.

  If you don't eat this, won't they become even more jealous?

  The practitioner is outstanding. Wang Yunyun did not fall behind others, holding chopsticks in one hand and a ladle in the other.

  Seeing several people's chopsticks reaching for the braised pork trotters she had placed in front of herself, her favorite dish, Wen Feng suddenly flared up: "Didn't you see me ask the waiter to put it in front of me? How did I usually teach you all, to respect your elders, to be filial?"

  Liu Secretary received the report and reported it to Master Jun's ear: The Wen family is now having a banquet on the playground, do you want to send someone to receive the guests?

  This group of Wen family members, whatever they think is despicable: taking advantage without giving anything in return.

  Wave goodbye: no need.

  Yang Xiu, who is now seated at the banquet, is many times more dangerous than Wen Chou.