The day she got married was the first time she wore new clothes. Although it wasn't bright red—after all, how many times can a person wear bright red?—it had a pinkish tint so she could wear it on ordinary days too.
At least she had a red bridal veil, which was quite rare. A red bridal veil required satin and embroidery; how could a poor family's daughter ever afford one? She simply borrowed it to wear for the wedding ceremony.
Zhaoyang's elder sister had managed to get married, but she was far too frail and could never conceive. This brought her neither joy from her husband nor affection from her mother-in-law. Within a year of marriage, she had already suffered beatings, had to do every kind of chore, and grew so withered, thin, and frighteningly dark that she finally fell ill and died.
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