Back in 1981: Marrying the love of your life

Outside the gate of the Su family, Su Aimin and Wang Fang, wearing brand new clothes, stood outside the door to greet relatives and villagers who came to participate in the wedding banquet.

In the courtyard, there is a table.

Chai Wenbin, the village chief, sat at the table with a red gift book in front of him.

Generally speaking, for red and white happy events in South Willow Village, the villagers at most invite the village accountant to help keep the gift account.

It is the first time that the village chief can personally write the gift account, which is the first time in South Willow Village, and it can be described as full of faces!

Most villagers carry a few pounds of corn or wheat, while those whose families work in a feed mill use cash as gifts.

As little as one dollar, more than two or three, but the most is only five dollars.

After all, in this era, everyone is not rich, and many people with poor family conditions get married, and they can't even receive cash, all of which are grain and red cloth and the like.

At this moment, a car slowly approached.

The door opened, and it was Qian Duolai who came down.

"Uncles and aunts, congratulations!" Qian Duolai congratulated.

Su Aimin and Wang Fang hurriedly stepped forward to greet him and delivered them home.

Qian Duolai walked straight to the front of the tent table, took out a wad of big unity from the pocket inside his suit and put it on the table, and then reported his name and gift money: "Hengtong Department Store has more money, a thousand yuan."

As soon as these words came out, the villagers in the courtyard were stunned.

The shot is a thousand yuan, how rich this must be!

Sitting next to Chai Wenbin was the accountant of Murakami, who nodded after counting the money.

Chai Wenbin picked up a pen and wrote on the gift account.

However, Qian Duolai did not leave, but took out a slightly thinner pile of large unity from his trouser pocket, put it on the table, and said: "This is Xu Wei from your village, the gift money entrusted to me, five hundred yuan."

Chai Wenbin and the villagers were all stunned.

"Who is Xu Wei? It seems that there is no surname Xu in our village, right?

"Oh, I remembered that Xu Wei is not Xu Zhiqing.

"She's only been out for a few months, why is she suddenly so rich?"

For a while, the villagers couldn't help but secretly speculate whether there was any hidden relationship between Xu Wei and Qian Duolai.

In fact, Xu Wei originally wanted to come and participate in person.

But after returning to the village, I saw the strange look in the eyes of the villagers looking at him, and understood that the symbol of the disaster star on his body did not disappear with time.

Therefore, she decided not to show up, and only let Qian Duo help carry the gift.

At this moment, the noise emitted by the engine came from far and near.

Looking at the sound, I saw several motorcycles coming.

Several pig factory directors, led by Chang Dong, got off their motorcycles and walked into the courtyard while congratulating Su Aimin and Wang Fang outside the door.

"Yongliang Village Changdong, one thousand!"

Coming to the tent table, Chang Dong took out a wad of great unity from his arms and put it in front of Chai Wenbin.

The villagers were stunned!

Just someone gave a gift of a thousand dollars, and this is another gift of a thousand dollars?

What kind of face does Su Mu have to have?

However, what shocked them even more was yet to come.

Following Chang Dong, Xu Penghai also took out a pile of great unity and said: "Xujiagou Xu Penghai, a thousand pieces." Then

, the directors of the pig farms who came with them all took out a thousand pieces and reported their names.

Seeing this, the villagers couldn't help but be shocked.

"Why do I feel that a thousand dollars doesn't seem to be worth that much?"

"In just a short time, the gift money was collected for nearly 8,000 yuan, and it is estimated that no one dares to believe it!"

"You say, will there be more than a thousand gifts later?"

"Dreaming, right? You see that people are generous, and they really think that money is a cabbage in the field?

However, as soon as the words fell, the slap in the face soon appeared.

I saw two cars coming one after another, and the person who got out of the car was Wang Dagang and other directors of the weaving factory.

The group walked to the front of the tent table, each took out a thick wad of solidarity from his pocket, and then reported his name and gift money.

"Sanhe Town, Shilipu Village, Wang Dagang, five thousand pieces."

"Licorice Camp Town, Donghouzhao Village, Cheng Zheng, five thousand pieces."

"Backer Town, Xiazhuangdian Village, Xia Qinghang, five thousand yuan."

The villagers were completely stunned, their eyes widened one by one, looking at the great unity that filled the table, and they couldn't help but doubt life.

Even Chai Wenbin, the village chief who kept the gift account, and the village accountant in charge of counting the gift money were a little frightened.

No one expected that Su Mu's rich friends would actually have so many!

When the gift money was over, the villagers couldn't help but talk about it again.

"There won't be more than five thousand gifts, right?

"Anyway, I don't believe it, there are still people who give more than five thousand."

"I don't believe it either!"

However, reality often likes to hit people who don't believe in evil, but this time the face punch came a little later than before....

Eleven o'clock in the morning.

The welcoming team set off from the Su family.

In the front is Su Mu's black Santana, with a big red flower on the front, and Qian Duo is the driver.

Followed by the two cars driven by Wang Dagang and others, the front of the car did not tie a big red flower, but on the left and right two reversing mirrors, there were red flowers tied to it.

Behind the car, there are bicycles and donkey carts.

At the back is a tractor with a large cylinder on it, while the people next to it throw lit firecrackers into buckets.

Coming to Chen's house, Su Mu went to the hall house.

According to custom, he was to toast the elders of the Chen family, and then wait for the welcoming procession, call the bride's door open, and then go to pick up the daughter-in-law.

"Dad, I toast you!"

Su Mu stood up, held the wine cup in both hands, and bent down to hand it to Chen Qiang.

Chen Qiang sat on the chair and said with a lot of emotion in his tone: "I handed over the girl to you, I hope you treat her well, although Xiuqing's personality is not squeamish, she has not done any heavy work since she was a child, so you have to bear a lot."

After that, he picked up the wine cup and touched Su Mu.

Su Mu said solemnly: "Dad, I will take good care of Xiuqing and not let her suffer a little grievance!" Giving

a promise, he looked up and drank the wine from the wine cup.

Chen Qiang also drank it all.

The crowd in the hall immediately applauded, setting up the atmosphere.

Su Mu walked out of the hall and saw that the door of his daughter-in-law's room had been opened.

In the house, the person who receives the relatives and the person who greets the relatives have already been handed over head-to-head.

One side tried its best to make things difficult, and the other side saw the tricks, and the laughter continued one after another.

And with the arrival of Su Mu, the two sides died down, ended with a tacit understanding, and retreated to the sides.

"Daughter-in-law." Su Mu called softly, his face full of smiles.

On the earthen kang, Chen Xiuqing was wearing a red wedding dress, with a hood on her head, and holding a bouquet of flowers in her two hands, looking dignified and gorgeous.

Su Mu was about to continue to step forward, but was stopped by the big girls who surrounded Chen Xiuqing.

"Your voice is too small, louder."

"Xiuqing hasn't agreed yet, but it can't be taken away by you."

"That's right, Xiuqing doesn't agree, you continue to shout, when you agree."