Husband, Let Me Touch Your Abs

Chapter 42

In the blink of an eye, it was the sixth day of the winter month. Today was Lu Yun's wedding day.

Yesterday, Lu Yao had arranged with the restaurant owner to deliver one more board of tofu and then not come again tomorrow. With the cold weather, the tofu would keep well, so missing a day wouldn't be a problem.

Early in the morning, Lu Yao and Zhao Beichuan hopped onto the mule cart, taking Xiaonian and Xiaodou with them to Lujia Village.

When the mule cart arrived, the sky was still not fully lit, but the Lu family's house was already brightly lit. Inside, Lu Yun wore a new cotton jacket made from fresh cloth, his hair simply tied up with a red ribbon, and his face lightly powdered, making him look particularly spirited.

Lu's mother and father also took out their best clothes from the bottom of their chests and put them on. The old lady's gray hair was neatly combed, adorned with a hollow silver hairpin. This hairpin was a dowry gift from her family when she got married; after so many years, it had lost its luster and turned dark from oxidation.

Lu Lin and his wife, along with Lu Miao, wore old clothes, while only Xiaoshitou wore a new cotton jacket.

Compared to them, the Zhao family looked much more splendid. Zhao Beichuan wore a deep brown cotton outfit, which had a different style from others, with buttons down the front, two pockets on the side, and a collar lined with gray rabbit fur. He paired it with earthy gray cotton pants and thick cotton boots.

Zhao Xiaonian and Xiaodou wore stone-blue jackets, with Xiaonian's hair adorned with two red ribbons, making her look festive and pretty.

Finally, there was Lu Yao, whose hair was simply tied with a cloth strip, wearing a cotton jacket made from the same color fabric as Zhao Beichuan's, with a rabbit fur collar that accentuated his handsome face, making his clear and handsome features hard to look away from.

Soon, the wedding party arrived. The Wang family sent two mule carts: one for the bride and one for the relatives.

Lu's father and mother, along with Lu Miao, boarded the Wang family's mule cart. Lu Lin and Hu Chunrong, carrying Xiaoshitou, got into the Zhao family's mule cart. A gong sounded, and the mule carts clattered out of the village.

"Are you cold? Cover Xiaoshitou a bit." Lu Yao pulled over the prepared quilt and draped it over Hu Chunrong.

Hu Chunrong smiled, "Quick, thank your Uncle San."

Xiaoshitou said in a baby voice, "Thank you, Uncle San."

Lu Yao pinched his chubby little face, "Why thank me? We're family. How's the tofu selling?"

"It's going well. We can sell sixty to seventy pounds a day. The colder it gets, the better it sells." With no fresh vegetables left in the fields, only stored radishes and cabbages remained, making tofu especially valuable.

With fifty to sixty pounds of beans, after subtracting costs, they could earn about two hundred coins a day. After just seven or eight days, they had already stockpiled four stones of beans. Selling until the end of the year and then taking them to town, they could earn at least seven or eight thousand coins, something she never dared dream of before.

Recalling the first time she and Lu Lin went to the village to sell tofu, both were too nervous to speak. When someone inquired, she stammered that they were selling tofu.

Unexpectedly, people quickly bought it. Knowing that Lu Yao and Lu Lin were from the same family and that Lu Yao knew how to make tofu, it was natural that Lu Lin could do it too, so there was no hesitation in buying.