That day was the day of Yao Yun'er's marriage.

Dark clouds covered the sky early in the morning. The Yao clan's courtyard was cold and desolate. Some villagers stood in twos and threes in front of the Yao clan's house as they pointed their fingers at the Yao clan's main entrance.

"The Third Young Lady of the Yao family also has a hard life. Who do you think she is going to marry? Why does she have to marry a pig butcher?" Someone in the crowd said in a low voice.

"That's right. She's just a virgin girl. It's fine if she marries a Pig Slaughterer, but the Pig Slaughterer looks a little scary. He's been in our village for three years, and I've never seen him smile."

"That's not a big deal. I think the Pig Slaughtering Han is mute. You've never seen him smile, and I've never even listened to him."

"Yesterday, I heard Aunt Yang say that the butcher was very fierce. His family had raised a pig for three years. Old Master Yang, Yang Dalang, Yang Erlang, and Master Yang couldn't subdue the pig at all. But when the butcher came, Aunt Yang didn't even see how he did it. The pig fell to the ground and was bleeding all over the ground."

"I've heard that the pig butcher has to take a bath by the river every day. What do you think is the time? The water in Qinghe County can freeze people to death, but others don't even dare to touch it. How dare he take a shower? He's not a freak!"

In the crowd, people were chattering and talking.

Yao Yun'er was sitting at the head of the bed. Her red wedding dress set off her soft and willow-like figure. Her long black hair was already behind her head, revealing a white and jade-like face. Under her two arched eyebrows, there was a pair of almond-shaped eyes, which were as clear as autumn water, as if they could drip into the water.

She was going to marry the butcher in the village soon. At this time, she couldn't tell what she was feeling.

She was only 16 years old this year, but the butcher Yuan Wu was already in his early 30s. It was already scary enough for her to marry a butcher, not to mention that the butcher was much older than her. For this marriage, she was not only uneasy, but also afraid.

Qinghe Village was a small place. Men and women would usually get married when they were in their teens. Some people who came from wealthy families would even find a wife who was older for their son, who was commonly called a mother's wife. They would serve their husband better and their mother-in-law better. Old Madams like Yuan Wu and Yao Yun'er were the only young wives in the village. It was no wonder that some long-tongued women wanted to gossip behind their backs.

Hearing the creaking sound, Yao Yun'er turned around and saw Mrs. Yao coming over with a bowl of eggs.

"Mother..." The girl's voice was soft and delicate. As soon as she called out, her eyes turned red.

Yao's mother also felt uncomfortable, so she just sent the bowl of eggs to her daughter and said to her daughter, "Eat some to fill your stomach. The man will come to welcome you later."

As soon as she finished speaking, Yao's mother thought of the man her daughter was going to marry. She couldn't help but feel sad and only raised her sleeves to wipe her tears.

Yao Yun'er took the bowl of eggs and took a bite. Tears fell to the bottom of the bowl. She was afraid of being seen by her mother, so she just lowered her head until she finished the bowl of eggs and stopped crying. Then she raised her head.

Yao's mother saw that although her daughter's eyes were red and swollen from crying, they were still crystal clear. Because of today's wedding, there was still some rouge on her little face, which made her skin look white and red like cream.