The days passed day by day, and finally ushered in the big wedding day.

In Lijia Village, Li Shun's house is full of lights.

People from all walks of life gathered together to perform their duties under the arrangement of Zhike.

Some pasted couplets, some set off firecrackers, and some washed porcelain.

Porcelain is a collective term for tables, benches, plates, bowls and spoons, which are rented from Han Zheng's commissary.

Smoke curls in the back kitchen, and the chefs are busy with spoons stir-frying vegetables and soup.

The yard is full of people, some working, some, and some working while talking nonsense.

"Junzi's peach blossom luck is so good, and the daughter of the branch scrivener is beautiful. Ten miles and eight villages, I have never seen a girl more beautiful than Han Ying. ”

"Han Ying is a small mouth, and Shunzi will suffer in the future."

Everyone laughed, and if a girl was rude and spicy, people would call her Xiaokouni.

"The key is that Han Zhishu has money, and he bought Han Ying a TV, a washing machine, a sewing machine, a motorcycle, and a tricycle as a dowry."

"Yes! Don't say that there is no such rich dowry in the whole county! ”

"You don't know, the Han family bought a tricycle, and the TV set was bought by Junzi."

"Junko has been making a lot of money lately......"

Everyone, if a man gossips, there will be nothing to do with women.

Dozens of bicycles are parked outside the door, and children tie red paper flowers in the middle of the handlebars.

"When will the floats arrive?" Zhike Ma asked Li Shun with a face.

"It's coming." Li Shun looked at his watch, it was already nine o'clock in the morning.

The float is Song Qiang's Poussin, and Li Shun made an appointment with him a week in advance to pick up the bride with Poussin today.

"According to the rules, you must visit the church before twelve o'clock, otherwise it will be bad. Junko, don't let the float be delayed. Horseface admonished.

"Don't worry, Uncle Ma, Uncle Song is very reliable." Li Shun said.

Before the words fell, black Poussin appeared, and Li Shun hurriedly beckoned.

Poussin stopped at the door, Song Qiang got out of the car and shook hands with Li Shun:

"I'm sorry Ha Shunzi, there will be a meeting in the morning."

"You're just too busy! Haha, I'm in trouble with Uncle Qiang today. ”

"Don't bother, you're very handsome today."

"What day am I not handsome?"

The uncle and nephew laughed, Li Shun wore a suit and leather shoes, shiny leather shoes, a shirt and tie, and a groom's corsage on his chest.

"Uncle Qiang, why didn't my aunt and Sister Xiaoling come?"

"I went on a trip, and your aunt asked me to say sorry to you." Song Qiang said in an apologetic tone.

"Uncle Qiang, look at my new house." Li Shun pulled Song Qiang towards the courtyard.

The horse-faced arranger decorated Poussin, tied balloons to the rearview mirrors, and pasted roses on the hood.

The courtyard is crowded with people, and the new houses are decorated with lights, ribbons and balloons.

It's a lively and festive atmosphere.

Song Qiang chatted with Li Mu in the living room, and the two brothers talked happily.

"Shunzi, this is 800 yuan to open the door, you take it." Ma Mian handed Li Shun ten red envelopes, each of which was eighty yuan.

Han Ying has ten cousins and will guard the boudoir.

If Li Shun wants to enter the door, he has to give them red envelopes.

This is a bad habit, most people only give red envelopes of eight dimes, and only the Han family gives eighty yuan.

It was not Han Zhengkeng Li Shun, but when Han Ying's cousins got married, Han Ying also received a red envelope of 80 yuan.

If you collect eighty, you will have to pay back eighty, Li Shun feels that Han Ying's uncles are not good birds.

The uncles each have at least two daughters, but Han Zheng has only one daughter.

So they partnered to raise the red envelope to eighty, with the purpose of pitting Han Zheng.

Just like the New Year's money, the Han family has four children, and the Han family has two children.

Han Yi gave Han Er's two children ten yuan of New Year's money each.

Han Er could only give each other's four children, each with a New Year's money of ten yuan, and twenty yuan with tears.

"Junko, it's time to go." The horse's face shouted to Li Shun to greet him.

The sound of firecrackers sounded, and Li Shun put ten red bags in his pocket and sat on Poussin with plastic roses.

Song Qiang drove, Li Shun sat in the co-pilot, Li Xiaoxia sat in the back seat, followed by thirty bicycles.

The convoy left the village from the east, walked four miles east to the road, and followed the road to the north.

Although the groom and the bride are in the same village, according to the rules, they still have to go around for a long time, and then go to the bride's house at the end.

The firecrackers did not stop along the way, and Li Shun's brother Li Ma rode a bicycle to carry Li Toyota.

Li Toyota was responsible for firing the cannon, walking for three minutes and releasing a second kick, and walking for five minutes to release a small fire whip.

When they walked to the horse village, four old ladies suddenly ran to the car.

Frightened, Song Qiang braked urgently, rolled the window and shouted:

"What are you doing? Don't want to die? ”

"Good luck, all the best, ask for ten yuan and happy money......"

The old ladies stopped the car and refused to let it go, and soon three more old men came around, all standing in front of the car.

"These old immortals!" Song Qiang gritted his teeth in anger.

"Hehe, are you a hooligan with me?" Li Shun couldn't help but sneer.

Li Toyota came to the passenger window, and Li Shun rolled down the window:

"Let the brethren open the way, and if they dare to do anything, you will give me a hand back, and I will bear all the consequences."

"Brother, don't be impulsive, a big day." Li Xiaoxia was anxious.

Li Shun rolled up the window, and soon ten young people appeared in front of the car.

One is Li Toyota, and the other is Li Shun's brother.

The ten brothers got started directly, either hugging or pulling, and dragged the seven old guys away.

The old guys struggled violently, and one old lady had a short temper and scratched Li Toyota's face with one paw.

Li Toyota directly threw her to the ground, rode on her stomach, and slapped her five times......

"You're a bit tough." Song Qiang smiled wryly.

"Uncle Qiang, I'm used to their stinky problems." Li Shun said with a smile.

The onlookers gathered around the villagers, and the greeting team immediately went up.

Li Toyota stood at the front, ready to do it at any time.

Li Shun wanted to open the door and get out of the car, but Song Qiang grabbed him, took out the walkie-talkie and said:

"I'll wipe your ass, don't delay business."

Twenty minutes later, five police cars came to maintain order.

After another ten minutes, the convoy passed normally, and Li Toyota continued to sit on his bicycle and fire the cannon.

After walking four miles, a pedal tricycle appeared in front of me, pulling a car of rags.

Song Qiang honked, the tricycle hurriedly dodged the road, and suddenly the front wheels ran away.

The tricycle was planted on the ground, and the gray-haired old driver was planted on the ground.

Song Qiang and Li Shun hurriedly got out of the car, and the welcoming convoy stopped again.

The old man sat on the ground, his right hand covering his forehead, blood flowing from under his hand.

"Sir, are you alright?" Song Qiang asked anxiously.

"It's okay, I'm fine." The old man covered his face and waved his hand.

Song Qiang was very entangled and looked up at Li Shun.

Li Shun looked down at his watch, and was also a little entangled, it was already eleven o'clock at noon.

"Uncle Qiang, it's important to save people." Li Shun said.

"Good! Sir, I'll take you to the hospital. Song Qiang stretched out his hand to help the old man.

"I'm not going to the hospital, I'm fine." The old man waved his hand and refused.

"Brother, it's almost twelve o'clock, and you can't delay the greeting church." Li Xiaoxia was already anxious.

The old man's face was covered with blood, and he couldn't delay any longer, Song Qiang said in a loud voice:

"I'll pay you for the medical bills, and I'll go to the hospital first."

"Don't go to the hospital, I'm fine, you guys go." The old man is a rag-picker, and he is shy in his pocket.

"I'll go to the hospital to see the injury first, and I'll pay for the medical expenses. You are an honest person, I don't let honest people suffer! Li Shun said.