It was just that some villagers were feeling jealous, like sour grapes, merely because Tang Zhijun was marrying a divorced woman. They thought the wedding wouldn't be anything to write home about. But, when they saw the new motorcycle, festooned with a big red flower, used to pick up the bride, Zhang Xiangcao, they were dumbfounded. From the way she beamed in her fashionable red cotton-padded jacket, they could tell it was made of fine material. The jacket glittered under the sunlight, leaving everyone dazzled.
Zhang Xiangcao was ushered directly into the newlywed's room. Villagers who went into the room kept expressing admiration for its quality and speculated about the cost of the furniture.
Moreover, Zhang Xiangcao—a divorcee with a child—now owned such a large courtyard. Despite her past, she was wedded anew and was now living in such a grand house.
