There is no need to worry about the wedding at all.

Wang Shihe is originally from Xikou, and all kinds of etiquette are clear, and there are Jiang clansmen to help Zhang Luo, so he doesn't need to do anything at all.

Comrade Jianfeng doesn't have much to do, so he basically waits for the wedding to be held.

The two hid in the small western-style building, and in addition to chatting about some interesting stories every day, they were reading books.

In May, after Comrade Jianfeng met the chairman of the CPPCC National Committee in Hangzhou, the chairman of the CPPCC National Committee gave him a long list of books and ordered him to think about it behind closed doors in his old mansion and wash the red marks on his body.

Fang Buwei has a deep impression: Zeng Wenzheng's official book Analects, Wang Yangming's complete works, and Sun Wenxue's ......

It's not just that Comrade Jianfeng will finish reading it.

The chairman of the committee asked Comrade Jianfeng to write to him regularly to elaborate on his impressions.

Seeing these books, even Fang Buwei's scalp was a little numb.

This is not a previous life, just copy it on the Internet, and you have to have all kinds of thoughts.

Even if Comrade Jianfeng has a place to copy it, it is useless to copy it if he does not estimate it.

The Chairman is not asking for a standard answer.

If it does not meet the expectations of the chairman, perhaps Comrade Jianfeng will have to read it all the time.

It can be seen from this that the chairman of the committee still has relatively high expectations for Comrade Jianfeng, after all, he is his only son.

Fang Buwei didn't want to follow Wang Shihe to deal with the Jiang family, so he simply accompanied Comrade Jianfeng to study together.

But he is not interested in studying Confucianism deeply, and he can't understand books such as the complete works of Wang Yin and Yang, so he can't read them.

The two of them are deliberately making friends, and the relationship is getting deeper and deeper day by day, and they can be regarded as friends with a better relationship.

Secretly paying attention, Fang Buwei found that his previous judgment was really not wrong.

Comrade Jianfeng's thinking is not ordinary radical.

When I read some sentences like "the people can make it, but they can't make it known", I can't wait to tear the book and eat it.

In addition, most of them are not used to the things in front of them.

He is not used to the government, the current situation, the ways and means of the people around him, and the old rites and customs arranged for him by the chairman and his mother.

Compared with everything he looked to, Comrade Jianfeng was out of place.

This is not what Comrade Jianfeng said, and the two of them have not yet spoken to this point.

This was inferred by Fang Bu in order to observe Comrade Jianfeng's words and deeds.

Fang Buwei naturally didn't say anything, at most he was a cold bystander, being a spectator.

This is something that only the chairman should worry about.

After mixing like this for more than ten days, Wang Shihe, who had not seen each other for many days, suddenly came to the small western-style building and told Comrade Jianfeng and Fang Buwei that the date for the wedding had been set, and all the guests' invitations had been sent out, so they were waiting to salute.

The time was set for three days later, and the location was in the Feng Ho room.

Although it was a traditional ceremony, it was not the Qing Dynasty after all, and Jiang Fangliang's family was not there, so many links were exempted.

There was no greeting relatives, no new gifts, and even the cave house was saved.

There are only ancestors, mergers, worshippers, and banquets.

Fang Buwei was also assigned an errand: to be a concubine.

This is not a bridesmaid who welcomes relatives and girls, but a waitress who is responsible for welcoming guests.

Generally, there are close relatives or friends of the man's family to fill the role.

In fact, Fang Buwei is just following the soy sauce, Jiang's relatives and friends, how many do he recognize?

It's Wang Shihejue, since Fang Buwei and Comrade Jianfeng have become good friends, then Comrade Jianfeng's marriage is such a big thing, why should Fang Buwei participate in it.

What Wang Shihe is thinking, Fang Buwei is clear in his heart.

It is nothing more than wanting to brand himself with the brand of Comrade Jianfeng's faction.

It's really difficult for Wang Shihe to think about it so far-reaching.

Fang Buwei is naturally indispensable, and followed a cousin of Comrade Jianfeng to specially attract guests.

Comrade Jianfeng's wedding, naturally no one will be late. And Wang Shihe also greeted the place in advance, and no one would come uninvited.

All the greeters only need to ask the identity of the guests and arrange the seats according to the list. Starting

At about half past eleven, the ceremony began, and Fang Buwei also sat down.

He and Wang Shihe sat at the upper table, right next to the main table.

The newlyweds were preparing to worship the church, Mrs. Mao was sitting on the main seat, and several other Jiang uncles who were the same generation as the chairman of the committee sat on the seats on the left and right sides.

The minister in charge of singing was explaining some details to Comrade Jianfeng, and the guys in the restaurant began to serve the food, and in a large red lacquer tray, holding six meats, four vegetables and ten kinds of cold spells, they were placed on the main table first.

I don't know if it's delicious or not, but I have an appetite when I look at the dishes, and the taste is extremely fragrant.

Wang Shihe ran through the number of big restaurants in Yinxian County, and the one he settled on will not be bad if he thinks about it.

A man held a plate of wine jars, followed by a silver wine jug, and began to serve wine from table to table.

At noon at the end of September, the temperature was still very high, and today the sun was bigger, and people sweating on their heads.

Wang Shihe had already thought of a point, and the special staff asked the guys to put it in the deep into the ice before sending it up, and when the wine jar was put on the table, the whole body was cold, and the water droplets kept dripping down.

Originally, it was the main table that was sent first, but all the people at the main table sat on the stage, waiting for the newcomer to kowtow, and the guy sent the wine jar and wine pot to Wang Shihe and Fang Buwei for this table.

At this table, Wang Shihe and Fang are not two people now, and the rest of the people also went to watch the ceremony.

Wang Shihe directly took over the wine jar, slapped open the mud seal, poured it into the wine jug, and poured wine for Fang Buwei.

Fang Buwei wanted to take the wine jug and pour it himself, but Wang Shihe refused.

"You're a guest from afar, you shouldn't be a waiter, how can I let you do it again?" Wang Shihe looked like the master of the house, so he pressed Fang Buwei down and poured him a full wine glass.

"It's hard work today, I'll give you a glass first!" Wang Jiehe put down the wine jug and picked up the wine glass.

Fang Buwei glanced out, Jianfeng and his wife had finished worshipping heaven and earth, and were kneeling on the ground kowtowing to Mrs. Mao.

"It's going to be drunk, isn't it appropriate?" Fang Buwei glanced at Comrade Jianfeng.

"It's okay!" Wang Shihe said, "There are not so many rules in Xikou, and it is not necessary to wait until the ceremony is completed before the banquet can be opened......"

Wang Shihe said and pointed to the next seat.

Fang Buwei turned his head to look, and sure enough, he saw that several tables had already been eaten.

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When you enter the township, you have to follow the customs, Fang Buwei picked up the wine glass, touched it with Wang Shihe, and poured it into his mouth.

This is called doing first for respect.

As soon as the wine was in his mouth, Fang Buwei tasted a faint strange taste.

It's a little cold, and the tongue is a little numb, like eating mint leaves.