USWHC -Chapter 249 Why Is It You? (Part 9)

“Hey, look ahead—whose bridal sedan is that? Why is there still a wedding procession at this hour?”

Old Madam Ji and the others were happily heading home from town when they suddenly ran into a strange procession coming toward them.

It looked like a wedding procession, but who holds a wedding ceremony in the evening? Old Madam Ji glanced up at the sun that was already leaning toward the west and couldn’t help taking another look at the distant group.

Indeed, a line of people was passing in front of them. They were all dressed in red wedding clothing, carrying a red bridal sedan chair, with two large “double happiness” characters displayed in front of it.

“Exactly! Whose family is holding a wedding? Why is it so quiet? At least they could play a suona or something!” Ji Mei said in surprise.

The wedding procession seemed to be traveling from Xiangshui Village toward the town. But if they were escorting a bride to town, why was it so silent?

Even Ji Laoda couldn’t help muttering, “How come we don’t even see the groom leading the sedan in front?”

As soon as he finished speaking, Sister-in-law You suddenly kicked him hard. The pain made him shout immediately.

“Hey! Why did you kick me?!”

He turned around and met Sister-in-law You’s rapidly blinking eyes.

“What’s wrong with you, eldest daughter-in-law?” Even Old Master Ji became curious.

“Yeah, why are you blinking like that?” Old Madam Ji asked suspiciously. “What? Do you recognize that group?”

Hearing this question, Sister-in-law You sighed. After hesitating for a moment, she finally said in a small voice,

“You all know that group too. The one in the sedan chair… is Magu from the west side of the village.”

“Magu? She managed to get married?” Ji Mei’s eyes widened immediately. “Which family is so blind? And she’s even marrying into town?”

Hearing that, Sister-in-law You sighed again and said, “The Sun family.”

“The Sun family? Which Sun family?” Ji Mei asked blankly, still not understanding.

But Zhu Jie immediately realized.

“Don’t tell me she’s marrying the Young Master of Grand Secretary Sun’s family?”

“What? Impossible! How could the Sun family want someone like Magu!”

The moment Zhu Jie finished speaking, Old Madam Ji and the others immediately voiced their disbelief.

But unexpectedly, Sister-in-law You nodded awkwardly.

“Yes… that very family.”

“What? Such a fine young man like Young Master Sun—how did he end up paired with a girl like that? Which matchmaker arranged this?” Old Madam Ji’s jaw practically dropped. It was simply unbelievable.

Zhu Jie, however, didn’t doubt which matchmaker had arranged it. This was almost certainly the work of Princess Pingning. But just what did this Magu look like that the Ji family was reacting so strongly?

Zhu Jie was extremely excited by this bit of juicy gossip. She couldn’t help asking, “Sister-in-law, what does this Magu look like? Why is everyone so shocked?”

“Yeah, sister-in-law, when did this happen?” Ji Mei asked excitedly as well.

Seeing that they weren’t reacting with anything else, Sister-in-law You finally showed a bit of gossiping excitement and whispered, “It happened a few days ago. You and Mother were both at home recovering from illness, so you didn’t know. The whole village has been talking about it!”

Of course, “the whole village” didn’t include Zhu Jie, the newcomer. She hadn’t yet fully integrated into this rural community, so she’d never had the good fortune to hear such bizarre gossip.

“But isn’t Magu pockmarked? Did the Sun family actually meet her before agreeing?” Old Madam Ji’s jaw seemed to have nowhere to rest anymore, her eyes wide with disbelief.

“They did meet her. And they even said her face is a ‘prosperous-for-sons’ physiognomy!” Sister-in-law You said with an awkward laugh, clearly lacking conviction. She obviously didn’t believe a pockmarked face could bring sons.

“The scars on her face are from smallpox she had years ago. Aren’t they afraid it might be contagious?” Ji Laoda said with a sigh.

Sister-in-law You sighed again.

“You just said it yourself—it was years ago. The Sun family said since she’s already had it once and recovered, she definitely won’t get it again.”

“But she must weigh over three hundred jin, right? She’s sturdier than our family’s ox!” Ji Mei still cried out in disbelief.

“That’s not sturdy—that’s fat!” Old Madam Ji said disdainfully. “With that kind of build, she might crush Young Master Sun to death!”