Chapter Seventy-Two: A Wedding March in Rural Western State

Auntie saw that they were chatting happily, came in and poured a bowl of boiling water for them with a kettle, and asked everyone if they needed to add food, only the stone village chief and the vegetable farmer uncle added one. After eating, everyone chatted for a while, afraid of delaying the return trip of the tractor driver, and it was getting late, so they paid the driver the return freight and sent them away.

"Auntie, it's the first time I've come to the house today, you really earn me face. Thank you so much. In the future, when we have money and open a big hotel, we will have to ask you to go over and manage it. As soon as the guests were sent away, Yang Liufang thanked Auntie as soon as they entered the carpentry courtyard.

"Thank you in advance. I wanted to give you a single stir-fry, but my aunt was too tired from rolling noodles in the morning. ”

"It's already good! Auntie, you're tired all day, clean up and go back to rest early. Tomorrow morning, we'll have dinner at 7:00. ”

Day after day, although there are constantly villagers to make some tables, chairs and benches, repair the boards, pot lids and the like for the Chinese New Year, it does not affect the progress of the furniture of the old man who sells horses in the slightest. The head of Shishi Village recruited the workers responsible for carrying timber from the village to rotate 15 times, and each time he went to rotate a new worker, he said that he would go to work as a furniture factory worker to eat commercial grain, and the villagers enthusiastically participated. Only the two young men who were in charge of spraying, from the beginning to teach them by hand, Yang Liufang and Shi Village Chief kept watching, and gradually became proficient, and now they are able to complete the spraying work of small furniture independently.

Wang Shan and Li Tongfu still haven't stopped selling goods in the countryside, because it's winter, socks, gloves and sewing business are doing well, and some families have already started to buy towels for the New Year. On the 26th, the two went to Hongclay Village to hand over the second batch of soap, and in the evening Li Tongfu told Yang Liufang that his personal savings were now more than 15,700 yuan. Yang Liufang was very happy when he heard this, but he didn't show it, thinking that he would get better and better in the future and make more money.

In the 23rd year of the lunar month, Li Tongfu finished his last trip to the countryside and was ready to return to his hometown Wenzhou. He entrusted Zhang Feng to buy a ticket for him at the station in advance, saying that it was difficult to buy a ticket for the upcoming Spring Festival, and it happened that he was going back, so he grabbed a high-priced sleeper ticket because he had no choice. Yang Liufang is busy with furniture making, and he has only taken the train once because he is so big, and when he hears that there are many people who buy tickets for the Spring Festival, he will definitely have to squeeze the train again, and he will have a big head when he thinks about his experience of squeezing the train in Xizhou. Wang Shan was also anxious when he heard that Zhang Feng was going home.

"Oh, what if he gets married?"

"What does your marriage have to do with other people?" Yang Liufang was a little confused.

"Oh, I want you to talk to him about getting married and using his car as the first car. It is not convenient to invite someone else's unfamiliarity. ”

"Ouch, I forgot about this!" Yang Liufang patted his head in annoyance.

"Brother, when you go to Zhang Feng to get a ticket, you must ask him to find a way, even if you find a familiar person to drive."

"Well, I'll do that. Wang Shan, you see that my brother and I have to go back, he is busy with furniture, and I can't leave the two elders in the family alone. So I'm sorry I can't attend your wedding. ”

"Brother Fu, you took me to make money, Xiao Yang made me furniture so cheap, and now I am worried about my wedding car, I am grateful in my heart. Filial piety is a must, go back and say hello to the second elder for me, and let them rest assured that Xiao Yang is here for the New Year in Emeng (us). ”

"Brother. You take out 5,000 yuan from my fold, buy some special products for the second elder and my master's family, and give the rest to the second elder for me, count me as honoring them. ”

"Brother, it's all nonsense, with me, you want to be filial to you when you go back to apply for an ID card next year, and bring it back yourself."

"No, I'll do it."

"Oh, your Abba and Grandma are not my godparents? No matter how I say it, I'm also a brother. Seeing that the two were about to quarrel, Wang Shanlai persuaded him: "It's good if you two brothers are half of each other, anyway, you all have money, and you don't care about this." The two accepted Wang Shan's plan, and then there was no longer a dispute.

Li Tongfu has nothing to take back here except for a passbook and a book, and the gifts and specialties he brought home are ready to be prepared in the Xizhou City Wholesale Market. Wang Shan drove the carriage to send him, and Yang Liufang also sat on it, until he was sent out of the village, and the car explained that he went back to inspect the leather matter, and Wang Shan specially told him about the use of the car, and the three of them reluctantly parted.

On the 24th, Wang Shan was entrusted by his father to drive the carriage and ask Yang Liufang to take the workers to spray the doors and windows of the house. After Yang Liufang arrived, he found that the cave had been freshly painted. The village chief of the stone village is already there, and he skillfully directs the workers to unload the truck, scrape the putty, spray, and Yang Liufang also helps to scrape the putty.

On the evening of the 27th day of the lunar month, a young soldier wearing a military uniform arrived at Wang Shawan in Zhang Feng's light truck, and went to the entrance of the village to ask Wang Shan's house, saying that he was here to pull his preferences. Everyone in the village knew that the village chief Wang Shan would get married tomorrow, and someone would lead the way by trotting all the way and going straight to the village chief's house. Qin Jiajun drove behind, and the closer he got to the village chief's house, the more festive he became, and the big red word "happiness" had been posted on the tree on the side of the road. When they arrived at a gate with a big red word of happiness, the villagers who led the village shouted: "Green onion chief (village head), green onion chief (village head), the army has come to give Shanwa a favorite." ”

"Ouch, how can this cowardice alarm the troops! Let's go, the village cadres came out to greet them. While sorting out his clothes, he took the village accountant and the women's director out to greet him, and shouted: "Shanwa, Shanwa, the army is coming, come and greet you." ”

Wang Shan, who was debugging the broadcast, was also stunned after hearing it, didn't he say Zhang Feng's car? How did you change the troops.

When he went out, he saw his father shaking hands with a young man in military uniform, and when he saw that it was Qin Jiajun, he recognized that he had visited Yang Liufang and his second brother-in-law when they were spray spray poisoned, and the two had met. hurried over and gave Qin Jiajun a hug.

"Oh, Brother Qin, I have this little matter, why did Xiao Yang alarm you."

"Alas, they are all brothers, Zhang Feng asked me to find a driver, I don't worry, after all, it is your great joy, you can't delay it! I asked the leader for leave and drove by myself. ”

"Thank you, Brother Qin!"

"Shanwa, hurry up and invite the leader to come in and eat noodles, it's a cold day."

"Brother Qin, please come and eat a bowl of noodles, it's relatively simple, don't mind. After eating, I'll find you a place, you rest early, and we'll set off early tomorrow morning to greet your family. ”

Qin Jiajun was led into the courtyard illuminated by six bright horse lanterns, and he saw that the windows had been pasted with red paper, and the door of the cave was also pasted with the big red word Xi. He was placed at the village cadre's table, sat down next to the village chief, and after a while, a bowl of hot noodles was served. After eating the happy noodles, Qin Jiajun was arranged to rest in the conference room where Yang Liufang slept in the village, although he still slept on the bed with the table, but the quilts were all new.

The next day, he got up early and went to Wang Shan's house by himself. Before I arrived at the door, I saw that the front of the truck I drove last night had been tied with red silk wrapped in big red flowers, and the car was also tied with red silk, and the front of the car and the gang were pasted with big red happy words. Walking in to see, the carriage has been placed with "repay the kindness", that is, clothes, shoes, fabrics for the woman's parents, as well as two bamboo baskets containing flower buns and melon seeds and candy, a piece of meat squares tied with red silk, as well as two boxes of liquor and two cigarettes, all tied with red silk. Behind the truck was a tractor, also wrapped in red silk with big red flowers and pasted with the word "happy", but according to local rules, a little lamb dedicated to the family god was tied to the carriage.

Seeing that Qin Jiajun had already come, the general manager of today's happy event, who was also the deputy village head, hurriedly came over to welcome him in, and let him prepare for breakfast. When he sat down, he saw groups of women in the courtyard, already busy with the noodle dishes at noon. Qin Jiajun finished eating noodles and was just about to go out, when the chief manager stuffed him with two packs of cigarettes.

"Big brother, I don't smoke."

"Ha, this is Xiyan, there are all for help." He just took it. Back in the car, the auspicious time has arrived, after a burst of firecrackers, out of the courtyard came a woman wearing a big red jacket, a red scarf, with a red ribbon and a big red flower Wang Shan, and three strong relatives of their own tribe with red flowers pinned to their chests. Walking up together, Wang Shan took the red-makeup woman to sit in the co-pilot and the middle position, and said to Qin Jiajun: "Brother Qin, this is the aunt, and today's grandmother." ”

"It's good to marry grandma!" Qin Jiajun greeted him, causing the red-makeup woman and Wang Shan to laugh. When he saw the other three people in the carriage, he asked, "Can we go?" ”

"Let's go!" With an order from his grandmother, Qin Jiajun started the truck, pulled the gifts, took the tractor behind him, a group of people, and two vehicles, and marched steadily towards Zhao Machuan.