On the 28th of the lunar June, Feng Qingxue was awakened by the chirping of the birds outside her window. As she opened the door, the eastern sky was showing the first hint of dawn.
The breeze in the early morning was mild but still unbearably hot.
Seeing her younger sister still deep in slumber, Feng Qingxue gave a gentle smile. She took a moment to gather her excitement and anticipation, and then opened the cabinet to check the sunflower seeds, lump sugar, and roasted peanuts that had been prepared long before.
A wedding is a once-in-a-lifetime event, nothing about it could be rushed or improvised.
Hence, Feng Qingxue's preparation was particularly thorough. She had asked Jiang He to pass a portion of them to Lu Jiang in private.
Previously, she asked her uncle and aunt about wedding banquet preparations. Their answer was both expected and surprising.