Stopping a taxi on the road, Zhang Fan and the two went straight to the restaurant where Hou Fushun got married.

The restaurant they are located in is located a little to the east of Dujiang City.

Around 11 o'clock, they finally arrived at their destination.

This restaurant is called Dongsheng Zhai, the scale is not large, it is not luxurious or simple, it is more than enough for the average family to get married.

As soon as he got out of the car, Zhang Fan heard the noisy and loud sound of firecrackers.

The sound crackled endlessly, and there was laughter and laughter from time to time nearby.

There were many guests outside the restaurant, and they all came to attend Hou Fushun's wedding.

When ordinary people get married, they usually hold two wedding banquets.

One time is to invite relatives and friends to participate in a big hotel in the city, and the other time is to return to the rural hometown, set up a pot in the courtyard of the village, and invite the villagers to participate, which is also the so-called eating big pot rice.

As soon as he walked to the door of the restaurant, Zhang Fan saw Hou Fushun wearing a red groom dress, talking and laughing with the guests who came to the banquet, and the happy Zhang Luo received him and thanked him.

Hou Fushun's parents are ordinary and honest rural people, not very tall, slightly rickety and thin, dark skin, and their faces have been full of the vicissitudes of time, as if they have tasted the ups and downs of life, and people can't help but have a sour feeling after seeing them.

I heard that in order to support Hou Fushun to go to college, his parents worked hard outside all the year round.

Zhang Fan sighed and didn't say anything.

Parents who don't want their children to live better, as long as their children are doing well, they will not complain no matter how hard and tired they are.

This is the greatness and difficulty of parents.

Zhang Fan saw Hou Fushun and his parents outside the restaurant, but the bride didn't see it, and didn't know where she went, maybe somewhere in the restaurant, after all, she was a disabled person, and it was inconvenient to move around at will.

Zhang Fan stepped forward and sent his most sincere blessings to Hou Fushun, hoping that the two of them could be harmonious and beautiful and have a noble son as soon as possible.

Hou Fushun was also very happy and excited about Zhang Fan's arrival, and directly beckoned him to go to the restaurant, but when he saw Zhang Mi Congee next to him, he couldn't help but be stunned, as if he didn't expect to follow someone so similar to Zhang Fan.

"Who is this?" Hou Fushun first glanced at Zhang Mi Congee in surprise, and then looked at Zhang Fan and asked.

"He's my relative."

Zhang Fan smiled, explaining ambiguously.

"I didn't hear you have an older brother and a younger brother?"

As Zhang Fan's college roommate for many years, Hou Fushun knows what conditions Zhang Fan's family has.

"He is my relative, rest assured, everyone in our family looks alike."

"Come, porridge, call Uncle Hou good." Zhang Fan patted Zhang Mi Congee's shoulder and said with a smile.

"Hello Uncle Hou."

Zhang Mi Congee shouted at Hou Fushun.

"Uh...... You're good too. ”

"You can call my brother, the two of us look like they are old......" Hou Fushun's eyelids jumped, and he looked at Zhang Mi Congee, who was almost the same age as himself, and suddenly became a little speechless.

What is Uncle called? How big do you look? They all call me old.

"Okay, Biaozi, I'll lead you in first, I'm too busy here, I really can't leave, you eat first, and we'll have a good drink later." Hou Fushun said with a smile as he led Zhang Fan and the others in.

"What about your daughter-in-law? Don't let me see what it looks like, if it's as good-looking as you say. Zhang Fan quipped.

"Uh...... She rested in the back, and at three o'clock in the morning she got up to clean up, and she was really tired. ”

Marrying the bride, the bride will be called up at what time in the morning to clean up, until the groom goes to work to pick up relatives, it is considered to stop.

"Wait, wait...... I'll show you. Hou Fushun also wanted to show off his beautiful wife in front of Zhang Fan, but after thinking about it, he suddenly thought that Zhang Fan had several beautiful girlfriends, and sighed helplessly for a while.

This biaozi is soaring, not only is his girlfriend good-looking, but also very rich, the gap between himself and him is simply getting bigger and bigger, and he has almost become a person from two worlds.

This time, Zhang Fan was able to appreciate his face, and he really burned high incense.

"Ah, I forgot that you kid hasn't paid for it yet."

Hou Fushun woke up like a dream, and suddenly shouted, and then he approached Zhang Fan's side and said with a wicked smile: "Today, your father-in-law and I are getting married, don't give me more meaning?" ”

"What nonsense? My good son, I haven't seen you for a few days, and you have even reversed your generation? ”

Zhang Fan was not to be outdone and said sarcastically.

"You are my son, I am your father-in-law, I still remember when I was in school, I brought some souvenirs from home, and you ran behind me every day, shouting my father-in-law, I can remember this." Hou Fushun was also sarcastic, and the two scolded each other, and the atmosphere was quite harmonious.

Zhang Mi Congee watched this scene from the sidelines, and was speechless for a while.

Why does his father still recognize Yizi?

"You call me three times to my father-in-law, and I'll give you 100,000 yuan, how about it?"

Zhang Fan looked around and saw that no one noticed this, so he whispered.

"Seriously?" Hearing this, Hou Fushun's breath stagnated, and he also quickly looked around, and saw that his parents were receiving guests in the distance, so he continued: "I called you three times, how about you give me 200,000 yuan?" ”

"No problem, deal!" Zhang Fan agreed without thinking about it.

"Then I'm going to start." Hou Fushun coughed lightly.

In order to get married this time, he has hollowed out his parents' family funds, and it is estimated that he will need to repay his debts for many years after this marriage.

Now that they are married, not to mention those rich people, even if they are ordinary people, they must have a car and a house, and the bride price is 80,000.

If Zhang Fan can give him 200,000 yuan, he can almost pay off a lot of debts.

"Father-in-law!" Hou Fushun whispered in Zhang Fan's ear.

Hearing this, Zhang Fan didn't agree, just looked at it with a smile.

"Righteous ......" Hou Fushun spoke again, and he was about to shout out the word righteous father, but when he only shouted out one righteous word, he was stopped by Zhang Fan.

"Okay, okay, I'll just joke with you, why are you serious?" Zhang Fan sneered and opened his mouth, laughing from ear to ear.

"Biaozi, your uncle, you actually lied to your father-in-law and me, you really deserve to die." Hou Fu gritted his teeth angrily.

"Hahaha, I'm kidding you, I took it seriously, you really laughed at me." Zhang Fan joked wildly.

After laughing for a while, his laughter gradually subsided, and he asked, "How much did you give for your wedding bride price?" ”

"Hey, don't mention it, it's not easy to get married, our family still has so many foreign debts, my father-in-law asked me for 88,000, and I can't get it back, I also have a brother-in-law, my bride price money, it is estimated that it will be used for my brother-in-law's future marriage." Hou Fushun said dejectedly.

When someone else's girl gets married, after asking for a bride price, there is still a probability that it will be returned to the man.

It's just that this time, their family is afraid that the probability of being able to get the bride price back should be smaller.

Of course, he didn't even think about coming back when he gave this bride price.

"We have a good relationship, I'll give you more willingness." Zhang Fan smiled, opened WeChat and transferred it to Hou Fushun.

As soon as he heard that Zhang Fan wanted to follow more, Hou Fushun showed a smile on his face and hurriedly opened WeChat to look, but after looking over, his breathing suddenly became short, and then he scolded: "You really slammed the door, just give three hundred?" ”

"Three hundred is not enough? At the beginning, I had a hundred yuan in my hand, and you chased me and called my father-in-law, which is already a lot. ”

Zhang Fan said with a smile, and after saying this, he led Zhang Mi Congee to an empty dining table.

Seeing this, Hou Fushun sighed, shook his head with a smile, and turned around to toast with the other guests.

"When the meal comes up, let's eat ours, don't go to the toilet, drink less drinks, understand?" Zhang Fan handed Zhang Mi Congee a napkin and told him seriously.

"Dad, you just said it, I understand, I really understand."

Zhang Mi Congee is tired of hearing this kind of talk, and he is tired of hearing it.

"Just understand." Zhang Fan nodded.

After a while, the feast finally began.

Zhang Fan was about to say that there were only the two of them at this table, but less than two minutes passed, and a group of aunts sat over with food bags.

Seeing this scene, the expressions of Zhang Fan and Zhang Micongee instantly froze.

Damn, it's over, this high-end game.

Half an hour.......

Looking at the swept away dinner table, Zhang Fan's expressions changed from the frozen and stiff at the beginning to the embarrassment now.

The high-end bureau is the high-end bureau, and you have to grab a meal, and you haven't eaten enough.

What pork knuckle, sweet and sour carp, fried croquettes, fried prawns, they just sandwiched a few chopsticks and it was gone.

What the fuck is this feast?

Never again.

"Dad, I haven't eaten enough...... Zhang Mi Congee rubbed his stomach and muttered in a low voice.

Hearing this, Zhang Fan's face changed.

Made, forget if I can't eat enough, it's too much for you to let my son not have enough to eat.

Zhang Fan pulled up Zhang rice porridge, and under the puzzled gaze of several aunts, they quickly found a second table that had just opened and sat down.

This table is a group of children

Children are easy to grab.

"It's okay, I'll definitely be able to eat enough this time." Zhang Fan looked at Zhang Mi Congee and comforted.

But not long after sitting down, Hou Fushun came from a distance with a wine glass, wanting to come and toast Zhang Fan.

Helpless, Zhang Fan had no choice but to stand up and raise his wine glass in return.

While they were talking, the aunts also sat down, picked up their pockets, and began to pour vegetables into it desperately, and when Zhang Fan and Hou Fushun finished drinking, when they sat down, there was no food on this table.

"Uh...... I'm talking about you old men...... Old man, how can you do this? We haven't eaten yet, and you've all packed them up and taken them away, isn't that appropriate? Zhang Fan frowned and said coldly.

"What's wrong with young people eating less?" An aunt with a sour and mean face said in a weird manner.

"It's just that the young man has to worry about us old people, he is really sick, and he has no education at all."

Several other aunts chimed in.

"Oh? Since you say so, then I can also say that you are so old, half of your feet are in the ground, what are you wasting food for? Zhang Fan sneered, and didn't show them any mercy when he spoke.

"Hey, Biaozi is impulsive." Hou Fushun saw that Zhang Fan was going to quarrel with these aunts, so he hurriedly stood up and played a round.

"Okay, for the sake of the monkey's marriage today, I'm too lazy to bother with you." Zhang Fan didn't want to mess up Hou Fushun's wedding, so he glared at these aunts coldly, then pulled up Zhang rice porridge and found a secluded corner to sit down.

It's really a bunch of old things, and if you give it a little sunshine, it's shining.

"Dad, don't be angry, these people are this virtue, the more angry you are, the more they kick their noses in the face." Zhang Mi Congee comforted softly.

"Congee porridge, it's okay, we haven't eaten enough, when we go back in the evening, I'll ask your mother and them to make us something to eat." Zhang Fan squeezed out a smile on his face, and did not show too much gaffe in front of Zhang Mi Congee.

The wedding banquet finally came to an end in the joy of the people.

And at the moment before the end, Hou Fushun's bride was also pushed out from behind.

She was sitting in a wheelchair, wearing a red red phoenix dress, with a faint smile on her face, looking very happy.

The bride has long black and bright hair, casually draped on the back, she looks sweet and abnormal, dignified and virtuous, slightly thin, but her eyes are bright, her mental state is very good, she seems to be a very good housekeeper.

Judging by her face, she should be a good woman.

Hou Fushun's luck is really good, he was able to find such a good woman as his wife.

Unfortunately, the only fly in the ointment is that the bride is a disabled person and is destined to be confined to a wheelchair for the rest of her life.

When the banquet was about to end, the bride was pushed by Hou Fushun to Zhang Fan, and also toasted a glass of wine.

After chatting with Zhang Fan and them for a few more words, he went back to rest.

Finally, the wedding feast is over and all the guests who attended the wedding leave separately.

Zhang Fan and the others were also sent outside the restaurant by Hou Fushun, and enthusiastically handed them a box of Chinese cigarettes, so that they could come over and play often in the future.

Zhang Fan nodded silently, agreed with a smile, stuffed a bank card into Hou Fushun's hand, and led Zhang Rice Porridge towards the distance.

Hou Fushun can be said to be one of his few good friends, and now on his big day, Zhang Fan also wants to send some help as much as possible.

There are 200,000 yuan in the bank card, hoping to help Hou Fushun solve the pressure from family debt.

For some reason, Zhang Fan always felt that this time he and Hou Fushun would never see each other again.

They no longer belong to the same world, so staying away from each other may be the best outcome.