Chapter 327: How Did They Let Her In?

The An family members came out warmly to welcome them, and the gatekeepers, seeing the jeep arriving for the wedding, forgot their duties entirely.

By the time the groom entered the courtyard, those people slapped their foreheads: "Oh my, how did we let them in?"

The guests watching in the courtyard heard this and burst into laughter: "Xiao Jun, you're so excited to see your brother-in-law that you've gone overboard; it seems you're very satisfied with your brother-in-law, right?"

The An family's youngest brother scratched the back of his head and smiled foolishly: "I was just too fascinated by the jeep."

An family's second sister-in-law, Guo Mingyue, smiled and added: "Our family indeed really likes Shao Cheng as a son-in-law; those are just formalities. As long as Shao Cheng treats my Xiao Jing well in the future, that's more important than anything. Don't you all agree?"

Everyone in the courtyard laughed: "Yes, your Xiao Jing is a lucky one."

On this side, the wedding party entered the house; after the two sides met, the wedding party was arranged into the next room. Not long after they entered, someone brought in four cold dishes. After drinking three cups of wine with a companion, dumplings were served.

In these times, no family's life was easy; the An family's arrangements were top-tier, and the young men from the wedding party ate very happily.

The An family had three sons and one daughter; An Xiao Jing had two older brothers above her and one younger brother below. Both older brothers were already married, and the youngest brother, An Xiao Jun, was attending junior high. Although An's father was somewhat biased toward sons, the mother held the final say in the household. Moreover, since An Xiao Jing was the only girl in the family, life was quite good for her in the An household.

An's father worked in the Farm's Production Materials Department, the eldest brother was a bulldozer operator at the farm, the second brother worked in the farm's warehouse, and the second sister-in-law worked in the farm's cafeteria. Their family's financial condition was upper-middle for the farm. With An's mother, who doted on her daughter, the dowry was considered generous compared to ordinary families.

No sooner had the wedding party put down their chopsticks than the bride's family began carrying out the dowry: a dressing table with a mirror, which counted as a major item.

Next came two quilts, a jacquard blanket, and a towel blanket; plus a new set of clothes for each of the four seasons, along with a pair of small leather shoes and a pair of leather sandals. Finally, they brought out a thermos, two red double-happiness enamel basins, inside which were placed a mirror, a comb, a soap dish, soap, a toothbrush, and toothpaste.

Many of the onlooking guests murmured quietly: "The An family is truly generous; they probably spent all the betrothal gifts the Qiu family gave."

"You all know Xiao Jing's mother dotes on her daughter the most."

"Just a while ago, Xiao Jing's mother even had a fight with her own husband."

"What happened?"

"An Jixiang didn't want to provide so much dowry for Xiao Jing, thinking there was still the younger brother, Xiao Jun, in the family. But Xiao Jing's mother wouldn't listen to him at all, saying that in old age they would still rely on their daughter to help with washing and cleaning. Besides, dowry is a woman's confidence; she didn't want the in-laws to look down on her daughter. Their opinions clashed, and they almost made a scene."

"And then what?"

"To say it, Xiao Jing's mother was indeed a lucky one; both daughters-in-law were good and stood on her side. Xiao Jing's two brothers, seeing their wives had no objections, naturally dared not oppose either."

"Even if An Jixiang was unwilling, he had no choice but to agree."

At this moment, an untimely voice drifted in: "With this money, preparing a dowry for a girl is pointless; it would be better to lend it to my family so my Guo Dajiang and Dahe can marry wives."

"Fan Yunxiang, today is Xiao Jing's happy day. How can you, as the second aunt, say such unpleasant words?"

"Am I wrong? A married daughter is like spilled water; no matter how well you treat her, she belongs to another family."