It was getting late, and He Qiuwen still had her duties as a wedding maid to attend to.
She washed her hands and hurried back.
The dishes, prepared by the army cooks, were brought out one by one and served on the tables in the threshing ground.
The West Liang people gathered in the threshing ground, clustered in small groups, chatting and laughing.
When the auspicious hour arrived, the wedding officially began.
Ah Qi had changed into a new red outfit for the occasion.
The clothes had been scrounged from a villager's home, and since the size wasn't quite right, they were a bit small on him.
When the crowd saw Ah Qi appear, they whistled and broke into raucous laughter.
No one was taking the wedding banquet seriously.
In their eyes, Ah Qi looked like a monkey in his red clothes. The very sight of him was comical.
Ah Qi himself felt deeply uncomfortable.
He knew Hua Manman had been forced to marry him.
'He was just a contemptible person taking advantage of someone's plight.'
