In the spring of 1980, Mopanshan held a wedding wine again, and the Tang family came forward to organize it and feast the guests.

The crazy man meant to invite the whole village to have a meal, but although the village of Mopanshan is not big, it is not small, and there are three or four hundred people in the whole village, and there are forty tables anyway, he can afford the money, but the village does not have such a big venue, and there are not so many guys.

Tang Baishan came up with an idea, two people from each family ate and drank, and it was enough to set up twenty or so tables.

The crazy man naturally had no opinion, and he also asked not to accept gift money.

"It's not easy for the big guys, so I won't accept the gift money, I'll treat the big guys to a good meal."

Tang Baishan was secretly surprised, twenty tables of wine can cost hundreds of yuan, and the gift money can be returned, this Comrade Ye is really wealthy, I'm afraid that plucking hair is thicker than his waist.

"This Comrade Ye, you have the final say, since the gift money is not accepted, then the cigarettes and candies will be saved, and you can't buy so much for a while."

"Then make more meat dishes, you don't have to save me money."

The crazy man took out a thick stack of great unity and stuffed it to Tang Baishan, "Here is a thousand yuan, it's not enough for me to make up for it, it's hard for you to get old." ”

Tang Baishan was startled, his eyes were straight, he had lived for more than sixty years, and he had never seen so much money.

"I don't need so much, five hundred yuan is enough, I will definitely do it for you."

Tang Baishan counted five hundred yuan, and the rest was returned to the crazy master, even if five hundred yuan was the highest standard banquet in Mopan Mountain.

The crazy man was not polite, and said: "The firecrackers must be the loudest, put a few more letters, and it will be lively." ”

"Don't worry, it's going to be lively."

Tang Baishan patted his chest and assured that it was easy to do things with money, so he happily went to the banquet with the money.

"Haichao, why don't you accept gift money for Songcheng's wine?" Su Mu asked tentatively.

After all, it is not cheap to hold a wine at Jinjiang Hotel, but after all, the daughter is a second marriage, and she has already received a gift money when she married Huo Xiu, and now she will accept it again when she marries for the second time, and her relatives and friends will not say it to her face, and she will definitely say that her family wants money behind her back.

The crazy man said respectfully: "No gift money will be charged for wine this time, and it is also the same in Yangcheng." ”

He's a big brother anyway, what does it look like to make some wine and receive gift money.

Su Mu breathed a sigh of relief, and was even happier to see the crazy man, feeling that he was more bold than Huo Xiu's move, and he was very respectful to her and the old man, which showed that the crazy man really liked his daughter, and respecting them was also for the sake of his daughter's face.

She couldn't help but think of her former son-in-law Huo Xiu, and comparing the two, she could see the difference between the two sons-in-law.

Huo Xiu is polite and detached from her and the old man, and usually doesn't interact much, but every year the festival is still a gift gift, just like the company's festival gift, not once, but he himself rarely sits down and talks like this, it is rare to have a meal together, and he doesn't say much, just eat a few bites and leave.

The crazy man is different, not only respectful, but also very affectionate, and will ask for her and the old man's opinions on big and small things, which makes people feel very ironed.

Su's mother sighed in her heart, this is probably the difference between love and not love.

If a man loves a woman, he will tolerate her parents and family, and if he doesn't love her, he naturally doesn't have the patience.

Tang Baishan's efficiency is not low, he prepared it in a few days, held twenty-five tables of wine, killed two pigs, according to the requirements of the crazy master, basically all meat dishes, and the oil in the dishes made the mouths of the villagers who came to eat wine drool.