As the sun began to set, the Su family's banquet was winding down, and some of the serving bowls on the tables were already empty.
The children were stuffed, so the village women began using the empty bowls in front of them to scramble for the newly served dishes.
This was a local custom in Shuanghe Village: leftover food from banquets could be packed up and taken home.
It was amidst this frenzied scramble for food that Hu San arrived in a hurry, her husband and a few of his men in tow.
Why so late? It was, of course, because Hu San had insisted her 'old man' get all dressed up before they left.
She hoped that once her husband was meticulously dressed, he could measure up to the image in her mind: that handsome, god-like, and refined young man she could never quite let go of...
Although Hu Meili's husband was over forty, he was still quite handsome. Compared to the young men of Shuanghe Village, he was leagues ahead.
