Not long after, Song Yun ca over. Noticing that Qin Mu seed to have not eaten his fill, he felt sowhat guilty and said, "Uncle Qin, if you haven’t had enough, I can ask the kitchen to prepare so more dishes for you."
This agritainnt establishnt was his, and he had also organized this wedding banquet. Such scenes were common in the countryside; for those who hadn’t eaten their fill, it was usual to add a few more dishes, and if that wasn’t enough, to replenish them.
"Bring so more then," Qin Mu said, looking at the leftovers before him and nodding. He had indeed hardly eaten a few bites, so luckily, he could request additional dishes.
At the sa ti, he noticed that at the tables of the older won, so had skillfully begun to pack food into al boxes, saying they were taking it back for their children. Others couldn’t really stop them. After all, since the children weren’t present, packing up so food was understandable.
A few minutes later, several new dishes were served, and Qin Mu swallowed. Just as he was about to start eating, he suddenly saw a crowd of boisterous guests surrounding the bride, groom, groomsn, and bridesmaids, heading toward the backyard. The bridesmaids seed very reluctant, but they couldn’t withstand the crowd’s "enthusiasm" and were dragged to the backyard. Many guests joined in, getting hands-on, and physical contact, including with chests and thighs, was inevitable.
Seeing this, Qin Mu couldn’t help but frown. He looked toward Song Yun and asked, "What are they going to do?"
Song Yun glanced in the direction of the backyard and smiled. "The young ones are just engaging in so wedding hazing; it’s no big deal. Such things are common in our village." He looked as calm as ever, as if he were accustod to such scenes.
"Wedding hazing?" Qin Mu frowned but didn’t say anything else.
This kind of behavior, in his view, was too rough and sowhat excessive. The bridesmaids were very reluctant yet were dragged around the whole ti, with no chance to escape. However, he was ultimately an outsider, and it wasn’t his place to intervene in such matters.
In fact, in rural areas, many places still had the custom of wedding hazing. When getting married, they believed you had to make a scene to make the event seem festive and lively. Without jokes and pranks, the wedding would seem dreary.
At the sa table, Zhang Qingyuan and the two others suddenly spoke up, once again bringing the topic around to Qin Mu’s marital prospects. "Ahem, Xiao Qin, not to criticize you, but look at him—only twenty-two and already has a wife. How old are you now?"
"Alas, what can be done? Our Xiao Qin has high standards; ordinary people just don’t asure up."
"Exactly! Despite the many matches we’ve introduced to him, he rejected them all. He hasn’t gone on a single blind date."
"If you ask , it’s better to marry a bit earlier..."
The corners of Qin Mu’s mouth twitched, and several lines of frustration appeared on his forehead. The matches these old n had introduced to him were all unsuitable. They were either too young, implying he’d have to raise them, or too old—old enough to be his mother. The three of them were being sarcastic, constantly needling him. They seed quite set on making Qin Mu pick soone for a proposal right there at the wedding.
Qin Mu pretended not to hear, keeping his head down and focusing on his al.
Suddenly, a sharp scream ca from the backyard. "Help, soone’s been killed!"
The words had barely faded when the whole agritainnt venue was thrown into commotion. Guests chatting at their tables all turned toward the sound in unison. They saw the groom, Chen Zishi, running out from the backyard in a panic, rushing up to Song Yun. He panted, "Uncle Song, sothing terrible has happened! The backyard... the backyard..."
Song Yun, who was seated at the table with Qin Mu and the others, frowned. "Slow down. What happened in the backyard?"
"The backyard... the backyard..." Chen Zishi’s face was filled with panic, and he could hardly get his words out. It took him a while to make himself clear.
When he did, everyone present, including Qin Mu, had their expressions change drastically. They imdiately ran toward the backyard.
Bursting into the backyard, they witnessed a shocking scene. Several bridesmaids stood with their dresses torn, their faces filled with panic. In front of them, four people lay in pools of blood; one was seriously injured and unconscious on the ground, while three others frantically clutched their abdons and arms, clearly terrified.
Chen Zishi recounted the incident with a wry smile, "They were carrying on with the wedding hazing, and perhaps it went too far. One of the bridesmaids couldn’t bear it and took out a folding knife she was carrying..."
"Went a bit too far?" Peng Songyue, who was at the side, imdiately beca upset and retorted, "You call this ’a bit too far’? They were already tearing at their dresses, practically stripping them! This is too vulgar! Is this how people in your village conduct wedding hazing?"
"Xiao Lan took out the knife, but they still refused to stop. How could she not defend herself?!"
In her arms, Peng Songyue held a bridesmaid covered in blood. This bridesmaid seed to have been greatly frightened as well; her complexion was one of terror, her body kept trembling, and her clothes were the most severely damaged.
"Songyue, in our village, this is how wedding hazing works. It’s a tradition that’s decades old. I told you about this before," Chen Zishi offered weakly, feeling forced to explain.
"Yes, you did tell ! But I thought it was just ’a bit over the top.’ How was I to know it would be like this?" Peng Songyue was fuming. "If I had known it was like this, I would never have let my best friend be a bridesmaid!"
In the backyard, right in front of the injured, the bride and groom began to argue. The other guests, having never witnessed such a tense scene, were too scared to speak.
Qin Mu, observing all this, couldn’t help but suggest, "Shouldn’t you perhaps... tend to the injured first?"
Four people lay on the ground. One of them was unconscious.
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