Rich in the 70s: I Made a Rugged Veteran a Millionaire

Chapter 218: What’s There to Cry About?

Rich in the 70s: I Made a Rugged Veteran a Millionaire

Chapter 218: What’s There to Cry About?

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Chapter 218: Chapter 218: What’s There to Cry About?

After Sister Lian finished scolding the girl causing trouble, she lastly looked at the groom, Zhuzi.

"Slap!"

Another slap landed right on target.

"You are not fit to be a man!" 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

After scolding the groom, Sister Lian looked at all the villagers and said, "Folks, my niece is still a virgin!"

"The thing that grew in her private area is not because she’s unclean, it was just a lack of hygiene."

"It’s like having a boil anywhere on our body. Does that mean we are all unclean?"

"I won’t say much more, let’s just call the village doctor over to explain it!"

After Sister Lian shouted, she secretly glanced at Jiang Cheng. Seeing Jiang Cheng nod, her heart felt more at ease.

Soon someone ran off to call the village doctor.

In no time, the doctor and a nurse from the village clinic arrived.

After the situation was explained, the village doctor frowned and scolded impatiently, "Nonsense!"

"The village has promoted hygiene issues many times, yet you never come or listen."

"In this day and age, for someone to claim a woman is unclean because she has a condition is beyond belief!"

"It’s a normal phenomenon, just needs regular treatment."

After the doctor explained, the nurse who came along felt more and more uneasy.

It seemed she was partly at fault here.

With people potentially dying from this misunderstanding, the nurse dared not hide the truth.

"Cui Hua—-"

The nurse called out to the troublemaking girl, Cui Hua.

"Cui Hua, I only said Gui Ying was sick, not that she was unclean."

"We are all women, we can all fall ill there."

"It’s not a major illness, just a hygiene issue, like using the same basin for both feet and face, unintentionally getting contaminated by something unclean."

After the nurse spoke, she looked towards the bride.

"Sorry, Gui Ying, I shouldn’t have shared your illness with others, I’m sorry!"

The nurse bowed to apologize, and the bride’s mother was so furious she nearly exploded.

But right now, the wedding was the priority, and this matter could be settled afterward.

"Gui Ying, it’s okay, everything is cleared up now."

After comforting her daughter, the bride’s mother turned to the groom.

"Zhuzi, do you still want to get married?"

The groom, Zhuzi, unsure of his own thoughts, first glanced at the tearful Cui Hua.

Seeing this, Cui Hua softly called out, "Brother Zhuzi—-"

Her sticky tone made it hard for the bride’s mother to contain her anger.

"Zhang Dazhu, get lost!"

"We’re not getting married!"

"Even if my daughter stays at home for a lifetime, I am willing to take care of her!"

The hesitant groom was immediately jolted and spoke up, "Mom—- I want to marry Gui Ying!"

Unfortunately, regardless of what the groom said, the bride’s mother refused to agree, and Sister Lian supported her.

As for the bride herself, her eyes seemed to hold an endless stream of tears, as she kept crying.

The bride’s father also stepped forward and directly asked the family to kick the groom out.

Not only that, but they also sent dozens of people to follow the groom back, intending to explain things.

As for the troublemaker Cui Hua, she received several slaps from her family and was dragged back home.

And so, the commotion ended in this way.

The wedding was off.

The crowd gathered in the yard gradually dispersed, with Jiang Cheng following Sister Lian into the house.

The bride was still crying non-stop.

Sister Lian’s eldest sister, also the bride’s mother, scolded her daughter with anger mixed with regret.

"Cry, cry, cry—- is that all you can do besides cry?"

"I misjudged that Zhang Dazhu; he’s not someone you can rely on for life."

"He hesitated in front of so many people; do you think he would stand by you if something happened later?"

"Let me tell you, marrying is not like being at home. There are always issues with mothers-in-law, sisters-in-law. If you don’t have a man who cares for you, life’s going to be tough!"

The bride’s mother preached tirelessly, her words not pleasant but speaking the truth.

Unfortunately, the bride was trapped in her own grief and couldn’t snap out of it.

Sister Lian watched from the side, almost out of breath with anger.

"Gui Ying, what exactly are you crying about? If you really want to get married there, we can’t stop you!"

"But without the determination to marry, and without the resolve to cut ties, you’re just here crying. Who’s most heartbroken by your crying if not your mom?"

"You’re practically stabbing your mother’s heart with a knife!"

The bride finally looked up.

"I—I don’t want to cry— I’m just— whimpering— can’t help it."

"Mom—-"

That cry forced her mother to pay attention despite her anger.

"Alright, alright, stop crying. We can find someone better in the future."

"Zhang Dazhu is as thin as a green cucumber, he could be blown away with a fart unless tied to a tree!"

"And that face of his, pale and sallow, like a flag waving from afar, attracts misfortunes!"

"See, that’s why he attracted that pancake-faced Cui Hua!"

"Those two conscienceless things, they’ll give birth to sons without a butthole!"

The bride’s mother spat out curses for quite a while, while Jiang Cheng struggled to hold back laughter.

The wisdom of the working people was indeed boundless!

The cursing was an educational experience for her.

The bride finally stopped crying, sniffling as she said:

"Mom... you didn’t use to talk like this..."

Her mother sent a side-eye and poked her forehead with a finger.

"Used to? I was once eighteen and a flower too, but what’s the point of talking about the past! We should look ahead!"

"I’ll say it clear today, that guy can’t be married!"

The bride choked on her tears, wiping them away once more.

"Mom, I—I don’t want to marry anymore, I—I just—just feel ashamed, everyone—knows—I have a condition."

Hearing this, her mother got angry again.

"Why didn’t you tell me?"

The bride replied with her head down, "I—I was embarrassed."

Her voice trailed off, and her mother sighed helplessly.

Her daughter had this weakness, she was not good with words and easily embarrassed, which was unlike her at all.

Sister Lian, listening on the side, understood.

"Elder sister, here’s what I think. How about I take Gui Ying to the city with me for ten days to two weeks, then bring her back."

"By then, everything will have blown over."

Sister Lian’s eldest sister hesitated before asking, "Is that alright? You haven’t even told your husband, bringing someone back suddenly might not be good."

Sister Lian shook her head.

"It’s fine, this is a special case."

"Besides, it’s a good chance to take Gui Ying to the city hospital for a thorough check-up, and that way she’ll have a clean bill of health back in the village."

With that said, Sister Lian looked at Gui Ying.

"Gui Ying, don’t blame Auntie for speaking harshly, I’ll take you to the city for ten days, two weeks at most, and then you must come back."

"Yes, don’t cause trouble for your aunt! I’ll come pick her up, no problem, she’ll definitely come back."

After the bride’s mother said this, she grasped Sister Lian’s hand, saying, "Sister, thank you."

Sister Lian held her elder sister’s hand, saying, "We’re sisters, no need for formalities."

And so, Gui Ying took her luggage and left with Sister Lian.

Jiang Cheng, who had been a bystander the whole time, followed them onto the truck like a wooden statue.

Gui Ying’s mother packed her some food and stuffed some money into her hands, with lots of instructions.

Gui Ying agreed to all of it.

As the truck started, Gui Ying leaned out of the window, waving to her mother with tears streaming down again.

Sister Lian quickly pulled her back, saying, "Stop crying, your tears are going to freeze on your face!"

"When you were little, you didn’t cry this much. What happened now?"

Sister Lian wiped away Gui Ying’s tears and rolled up the window.

"You’ve got nothing to worry about, my friend here has gone through much more than you have!"

"She never cries!"

The "friend" next to her, Jiang Cheng, blinked.

Looks like it’s time for a personal testimony, something she certainly knew how to do!!

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