novelraw Chapter 596 - 580 The Moon Shines Brightly on My Hometown (Grand Finale Part Two)
Chapter 596 - 580 The Moon Shines Brightly on My Hometown (Grand Finale Part Two)
Tian Sangsang is getting remarried—nobody expected this. Because her groom isn’t Jiang Jinghuai, nor is it Zhao... Chun. But if you think about it carefully, it’s understandable. After all, she isn’t committing bigamy.
The reason is that after Lu Chi passed away, there were still remnants of unrest at the border. On his victorious return from quelling those remnants, Jiang Jinghuai was ambushed and disappeared.
This time, no one genuinely believes he’s still alive. Everyone is convinced he’s dead. After all, a person doesn’t die twice and survive both times. Honestly, please don’t play the game of resurrection again!
This time, they truly couldn’t handle it anymore; their hearts were fragile!!
"She’s plainly stabbing me in the heart... My son’s sacrificial death was just reported, his body wasn’t even recovered, and now she’s taking his posthumous child to remarry. In ancient times, women were virtuous and chaste, erecting memorial arches and never remarrying for life. She truly embodies the modern-day ideal woman!" Ye Binyi wailed to Jiang’s father.
Jiang’s father sighed, "As you said, this is the modern era. She’s still so young. Although... getting married at this time is certainly not considerate of others. But we can’t demand her to spend her life in widowhood for Jinghuai. After all, we don’t have the moral high ground."
Ye Binyi wiped her tears, "Did you notice her belly? The official story is three months, but I’d say it looks more like five. Could the child not be Jinghuai’s at all? Is she rushing this marriage to bury the scandal?"
Jiang’s father: "In times like this, you still can’t help but let your imagination run wild."
When Meng Shuyan learned that his mom was marrying some strange uncle whose name he couldn’t even remember, his small body trembled in fear. He felt so aggrieved, so upset, and he ran straight to find Zhao Chun.
Zhao Chun comforted him while absentmindedly musing: If I propose now, do I stand a chance?
Tian Sangsang was at Yipinxiang Restaurant that day. She was dressed to the nines, though her face remained unadorned, naturally captivating and radiant. Zhao Chun stepped in, barely uttered a word, and was stuffed with an immense serving of "dog food."
Oops, correction—it was a wedding invitation.
Holding the invitation in stunned silence, Zhao Chun blinked his moist eyes dumbfoundedly, "You’re getting married?"
Tian Sangsang raised an arched brow and murmured an indifferent "Mm."
Zhao Chun: "Why?"
Tian Sangsang: "I suddenly felt like it. Happens to be I have some spare cash right now."
This "suddenly" timing couldn’t be more calculated. Jinghuai has been dead for just half a month. Are you purposely trying to provoke his restless spirit to rise from the coffin?! This has to be intentional, definitely deliberate, right?!
Zhao Chun dared not voice his frustrations, ending his internal rant with, "I trust your judgment. What’s his name?"
Tian Sangsang: "Lu Renyi."
Zhao Chun froze. Lu Renyi? Judging by the name alone, he seems like a completely forgettable presence. Just what kind of groom has she found?!
Far away, some others had also received mailed wedding invitations.
Holding her child, Yao Fangfang glanced at Chen Ming, "Sangsang’s husband passed away, so she’s remarrying. Pack up the baby’s things; we’re heading to Beijing for her wedding."
Chen Ming was shocked, "Me, me too?"
Yao Fangfang: "Who’s going to carry the baby if not you?"
Chen Ming was overjoyed.
Chen Ying ignored her brother’s silly expression and choked on her saliva, "Cough, cough... Sangsang is remarrying!?"
No matter what thoughts everyone harbored, nobody could stop this wedding destined to become a legend.
Tian Sangsang booked the most luxurious hotel in Beijing to serve as the venue for her Western-style wedding celebration.
The groom, Lu Renyi—this man blessed by the heavens.
Recently, Lu Renyi had often been hit by random blessings—and random misfortunes like stepping on dog poo. It left him extremely annoyed. But his friends jokingly consoled him: "Renyi, congrats. You’re on the verge of a major streak of luck!"
And surprisingly, that luck turned out to be real!
Inside the wedding hall, guests from all over gathered, everyone dressed impeccably.
Zhao Chun wore a white suit, looking dashing, with Little Tangyuan in his arms.
Meng Shuyan was dressed like a tiny gentleman—a black suit with a neat bow tie, his wavy hair groomed as best as possible, and shiny leather shoes on his feet.
Powdery delicate features, an adorable masterpiece.
But those large, resentful eyes of his were nothing short of horrifying.
Tian Sangsang sat silently, gazing at her reflection. With light makeup on, she possessed an effortless elegance—a graceful young widow. Someone came to guide her out, and she arose gently, fluffing the glorious hem of her gown.
Walking down the aisle, along the red carpet, her lips maintained the faintest smile.
She caught Zhao Chun’s bright gaze and saw her son furrowing his brows with impressive determination.
Hey, this little rascal—why does he look so much like his deadbeat dad?!
Chen Ying and the others wore unanimous expressions of dissatisfaction!
Grandma Tian and Ye Binyi, an unlikely duo, found themselves shaking hands!
What’s this? Is there a height issue with the groom? He’s half a head shorter than the bride!
Lu Renyi’s eyes sparkled brighter than diamonds. Heaven had gifted him a bride—radiant and dazzling as she approached. Her flowing white gown, cinched at the waist, featured a sheer backless design. A pearl necklace adorned her graceful and slender neck.
It was just a wedding, yet Tian Sangsang was composed and unafraid. But for some inexplicable reason, her eyelids kept twitching.
Her gloved hand rested lightly atop Lu Renyi’s, as the priest’s solemn voice reverberated: "Today, we gather before God, in His holy sanctuary, for this sacred and momentous union."
"Marriage is blessed, sacred, and invaluable; therefore, it should never be treated carelessly. It must be approached with reverence, piety, and gratitude as you declare your vows before God."
Slowly, the priest asked: "Mr. Lu Renyi, in the presence of the Most High and Most Pure and Loving God, I ask you: Do you sincerely and wholeheartedly take Tian Sangsang as your wife, obeying God’s commands from the Holy Scripture? Do you vow to live devoutly together for all your days, no matter joy or hardship, abundance or famine, fortune or misfortune, health or weakness? Will you honor, support, care for, and wholly love her? Do you promise?"
Lu Renyi’s legs trembled: "I do."
On to the next question.
The priest asked again: "Who agrees to give Ms. Tian Sangsang in marriage to Mr. Lu Renyi?"
The entire room fell silent.
The priest asked yet again: "Who opposes giving Ms. Tian Sangsang in marriage to Mr. Lu Renyi?"
The room, after catching Tian Sangsang’s warning glare, became speechless with hesitation.
Such enigmatic awkwardness. Priest: "..."
Utter silence.
Suddenly, someone pushed the doors wide open from outside. Sunshine poured in!
The dazzling light blinded everyone’s sight, leaving them unable to make out the figure’s features. All they could tell was he was dressed in rags, his hair unkempt, yet his tall, upright form stood striking like a pillar of jade.
He moved with unwavering confidence, his gaze filled with mirth. Boldly, he strode forward, disarming all before him.
A man dressed as a beggar possessing such charisma—it was downright astonishing!
Wait a moment, was he here to crash the wedding?
They watched as he dropped to one knee and pulled a ring from his pocket—the ring was braided with rough twine.
The man declared, "I’m back. Marry me, Sangsang."
The bride scowled: "Finally dead and somehow alive again!"
"Busily offering this shabby excuse of a ring, you expect me to chase after you?" Just as she was about to finish, her words were muffled: "Mm-mmm-mm!"
Huh, strange sounds.
And so life continued on.
Another serene mid-March day arrived, sunlight radiant, birds chirping warmly outside the window.
The man in the living room read his newspaper; the children suddenly dashed to the yard in a flurry, while Zhao Chun arrived holding gifts in greeting. Tian Sangsang smiled, walked into the pantry, and happened upon these words on the internet, attributed to Liao Yimei:
"Everyone is lonely. Love and desire, those are not rare. What is rare, is finding understanding."
(The end)
PS: It’s the true ending. There’s an epilogue.