Becoming the Villain's Discarded Wife
Chapter 400: The Big Wedding 2

Chapter 400: Chapter 400: The Big Wedding 2

"Here comes the groom!"

"Time to pick up the bride! Time to pick up the bride!"

In the courtyard, a group of children were making playful commotion, red ribbons tied on their heads, creating a festive and lively atmosphere.

"Father-in-law, elder brother, second brother, I am here to take Nannan home." Shen Wenchen, dressed in red wedding attire embroidered with a pair of mandarin ducks detailed with gold threads and beads.

He held his head high and stood upright, a joy on his face unlike anything he’d ever had before. Even his eyes, so often dark, seemed to have fallen into a galaxy, extraordinary and brilliant.

"Wenchen, you must treat her well."

Father Lin was all seriousness, his usual geniality put aside for the moment.

"I, Shen Wenchen, swear to the heavens. If I let Lin Nanzhi down in this life, may I be struck by lightning and die a horrible death, forbidden to reincarnate."

Shen Wenchen’s face was stern, his voice unquestionable. Even those around him were taken aback, momentarily silencing their previously rowdy exclamations.

Usually, one would just go through the motions during such times, crossing the formalities with a bit of laughter and jest.

But this Lord Shen...

Some men present bit their lips, not daring to speak out.

During their own weddings, they only responded cheerfully, rarely replying as seriously as this.

"Good! Excellent! Wonderful!" Father Lin shouted those words three times, his face filled with joy.

"Father-in-law, please drink this tea."

Shen Wenchen took a cup of tea from a servant nearby and offered it to Father Lin respectfully.

Father Lin nodded in approval, took the teacup, and sipped it lightly.

Only after their father had drunk the tea did Lin Yicheng and Lin Ercheng nod to allow them to continue.

Shen Wenchen saluted his two brothers-in-law and let the one named Twelve put down the two geese he was carrying. With that, the second challenge was passed.

The third challenge was the women’s challenge.

Everyone followed fussily to the back yard. Except for Eleven and Twelve, all other irrelevant persons were stopped and not allowed to get closer.

The sun was rising higher in the sky, but everyone was still cheerfully squeezed together, not feeling the heat at all.

At Nanzhi’s bedroom door, there were three long benches, with three pieces of paper laid upon each of them consecutively.

"Nannan, I’m here to take you away," said Shen Wenchen cheerfully.

"Brother Shen, you can’t just take our Sister Nanzhi away like that."

Miss Zeng shouted from behind the door.

"I wonder what I would need to do for you to let me take Nannan away," Shen Wenchen replied with amusement, a hint of a smirk in his voice.

"Do you see the three benches at the door? There is a piece of paper on each of them detailing what you must do, if you pass all the tasks, then we will open the door."

Shen Miaomiao chimed in, having set aside her sadness from earlier.

This was Sister Nanzhi’s big day, she couldn’t go on crying.

Today was to be a day of joy.

"Alright."

Twelve agreed, and took the first piece of paper on the bench.

"Nine out of ten..."

Before he could finish, Shen Zhiyu had already rushed over with Xiaomi, each of them holding something in their hands.

It was a two-eared pot and ten long arrows.

"Father, you need to throw these ten arrows into the pot. If you achieve nine out of ten, this bench can be removed!"

Zhiyu, her face flushed with excitement, placed the two-eared pot on the ground.

"Uncle, you can also ask Uncle Twelve for help!" Lin Jian chuckled, helping Zhiyu to place the pot three yards away.

Looking at the two-eared pot placed at the end of the courtyard, Shen Wenchen couldn’t help but to smile.

Looking at his son with sweat on his forehead, he was a bit speechless.

"Alright."

The spectators, who had never seen such a far distance for the Pot Throwing challenge, started whispering in speculation.

"That’s far...will it work?"

"Nine out of ten...Should be a piece of cake!"

"But that’s three yards away."

The crowd was abuzz with discussion until Shen Wenchen lifted his hand and silenced them as he prepared to throw the first arrow.

With one throw from Shen Wenchen, the arrow flew straight into the pot as if guided by unseen hands.

"Excellent!"

A voice called out from the crowd, followed by Eleven and Twelve. They were quick and efficient, each throwing an arrow. Within the time it took to brew half a pot of tea, the two-eared pot was filled with ten well-placed arrows.

"Great! Fantastic!"

The crowd erupted in cheers. Nanzhi, who was inside the house, felt her heart thump from nervous tension.

"Wenchen is a general, it’ll be alright." Mother Lin held Nanzhi’s hand, gently patting it.

They had asked Liu Jie about these things in preparation for the ceremony.

Hearing that they were questioning about Shen Wenchen’s precision skills, Liu Jie instantly assured them.

He claimed that not only could Shen Wenchen achieve nine out of ten, but even from five yards away, he could hit all ten.

Because of this assurance, they let Zhiyu place the pot three yards away without any hesitation.

After all, not everyone could perform such a feat from five yards away. If anything went wrong, it would spell disaster.

"I, I know." Nanzhi replied softly, her face reddening.

Outside, Eleven quickly moved away the first bench and picked up the second piece of paper.

"Retrieve the bell sounds from miles away."

Eleven looked at the words on the paper and found them strange.

He recognized each individual character, but when they were put together, he couldn’t fathom what they meant.

"Uncle, you need to use the almonds to hit the little bell on the roof of the pavilion. As long as the bell rings, you pass the challenge."

Lin Zihan stepped forward, pointing to the two-story Tea House outside the courtyard.

The Tea House was two stories tall, its roof arched up high.

At each corner of the roof hung a tiny bell, which would ring crisply when the wind blew.

Now in the middle of summer, there wasn’t a breath of wind. The bells hung still.

Xiaomi carried a small tray containing a porcelain dish with three almonds on it.

Shen Wenchen picked an eyebrow, picked up the three almonds and began to examine the hen egg-sized bell closely.

"Can he do it?" The crowd started a new round of discussion.

After all, the almonds were only the size of fingernails, that bell was only the size of a hen egg and not to mention the distance, which was more than several yards away.

This task was much more difficult than the previous one.

"Don’t forget, this groom is a general!"

Lin Fu had just finished speaking when he saw Shen Wenchen flick the three almonds with a swift motion towards the bell on the pavilion.

In less than a few moments, the clear sound of the bell rang in everyone’s ears.

"Excellent!"

Someone began to applaud. The rest, once they came to their senses, joined in unconsciously. They were almost tongue-tied.

So...skilled?

Seeing them pass the second challenge, a sense of pride flashed across Shen Zhiyu’s face.

That’s his father! Of course he was skilled!

He would grow up to be as skilled as his father!

Those inside the house, hearing the commotion outside, realized Shen Wenchen had passed yet another challenge and began to laugh and tease.

Only Nanzhi, her hands clasped tightly, felt her heart race uncontrollably.

She hoped... he could pass the third challenge smoothly as well.

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