Farm Girl's Manor
Chapter 1245 - 392: Foreign Spies, Tear Them Apart

Chapter 1245: Chapter 392: Foreign Spies, Tear Them Apart

Tied with red silk, one hundred and twenty dowries filled the courtyard of the Mo Family to the brim. Half of these were gifts sent by the Mo Family to the Cui family as bride price, and the other half were additional dowries provided by the Cui family.

In these bride prices and dowries, not a single item was shoddy; hence, the collection was exceptionally lavish. Even without opening the wooden chests and deliberately displaying the contents for show, the relatives, friends, and neighbors who came to witness the event had no doubts about the value of these dowries.

"I’ve lived to a ripe old age and thought I’d seen it all, but only today did I realize that what I had seen before isn’t worth mentioning in the face of these dowries."

"Who’s to say otherwise? This is what real wealthy families are like; a single dowry can sustain several generations."

"When the Mo Family first sent a bride price to the girl’s family, I thought that by giving so much, the Mo Family must have drained much of their coffers. Now it seems they had the foresight all along; the return doubled, and it’s all the Mo Family’s doing, isn’t it?"

"..."

Watching the courtyard full of dowries, some sighed, some envied, and some spoke jealously, but no matter what, in these people’s eyes, the Mo Family had made a profit. Not only had they secured a powerful and influential in-law, but they also married a veritable gold and silver mine.

These people had forgotten about the Mo Family’s bountiful harvest from their orchard earlier that year and about their rice shop that earned a fortune daily; they never considered that the Mo Family didn’t need to focus on the girl’s dowry given their current wealth.

Such talk was not uncommon and reached the Mo Family members’ ears intermittently. Except for a few youngsters who were extremely angry and wished to rush out and argue, Mo Yan and Mo Qingze remained very calm. They knew that words belonged to others, and they were free to say what they wanted; eventually, they would have their moment of embarrassment.

The Cui family was equally busy with giving their daughter away in marriage. After placing the bridal bed, wardrobe, and other items in the new room, the rest of the dowry was also stored away. Then, Grand Master Cui led the dowry procession to take their leave, and the Mo Family was once again bustling with preparations for the next day’s wedding reception and banquet.

There were more people helping out this time, and the entire backyard was filled with the sounds of washing and chopping. More than ten large stoves and iron pots had been set up in the center of the courtyard, with several chefs busy preparing and cooking dishes. Some dishes needed to be prepared in advance and reheated the next day to avoid being overwhelmed with cooking.

As dusk fell, the courtyards of the Mo Family and the eaves of their house brightened with one red lantern after another, casting a soft red glow over the entire compound. The noise of the day had quieted significantly by night, and the women who had been helping with preparations had already gone home to rest, planning to return to help once it was daylight again.

The chefs, all residing in the city, found it inconvenient to travel back and forth, so they stayed in the guest rooms of the Mo Family; now, they too had washed away their fatigue and retired to their rooms to rest.

In the evening, there was an important event to attend. The Mo Family members and guests who had arrived early to give their congratulations did not rest but gathered together, awaiting the arrival of the auspicious time.

At this moment, the Mo Family’s matchmaker entered with an unpleasant expression and said to the father and daughter of the Mo Family, "My Lord, County Lord, one of the bed-rolling children we found earlier has suddenly fallen ill. The auspicious time is approaching, and we need to find a replacement immediately. Do you have a suitable child here?"

Bed-rolling is an important tradition in Great Chu weddings. On the day before the wedding night, several boys around five or six years old roll back and forth on a big red bridal bed, symbolizing the wish for many children and blessings. Of course, families who prefer daughters can also find girls of comparable age to join the boys, usually an even number, symbolizing good things coming in pairs.

Typically, these bed-rolling children are selected from relatives and friends; after rolling on the bed, they receive a generous red envelope from the groom’s family, so many adults and children are eager to take on this task.

The Mo Family had found two sets of boys and two sets of girls, but among the circle of relatives and friends, only the youngest son of Han Zhiyun was enthusiastic about the task. The remaining boy and two girls were found from the village.

With the sick child no longer able to roll on the bed, they needed to find a replacement before the auspicious time.

Mo Yan and Mo Qingze looked at each other, not expecting such a minor setback. It was not going to be easy to find a suitable child at such short notice.

Zhenzhen, who was sitting nearby, eyes sparkling, stood up and slapped her little chest, saying, "I’m also a child; let me do the rolling. If one of me isn’t enough, let Elder Brother Zhao and sister Shengsheng join in too!"

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