The Great Era of Rebirth: 1993

   Chapter 104, Sitting

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  The sun rose, and it passed through the gaps in the wooden rafts, just shining on Zhang Xuan's face.

  The old man who stayed up all night was dazed and wanted to continue to sleep, but in the next second he struggled to remember that the eldest sister was getting married, and there was still a lot of things to do.

   Zhang Ping is getting married.

   Ruan Dezhi also rushed back from Shencheng out of his busy schedule.

   This time, he came back alone, his wife and daughter Yang Yingman and Yang Manjing did not come.

  Although Ruan Xiuqin had expected this for a long time, there was still regret and obscurity on her face.

   Ruan Dezhi was very open, and in turn comforted his sister and said, "It's okay, sister, I'm back."

   Ruan Xiuqin squeezed a smile, held her brother's hand and said, "Hey, you can come here, let's have a good drink tonight."

  The aunt also came. The four sons of "Yunhua Fugui", except for Yanggui who was in the Shanghai market, also came.

  As soon as they met, Mrs. Hui pulled Zhang Xuan aside, and quietly took out a Motorola BB machine from her bag and gave it to him: "Brother, I have completed the procedures for this thing, you can just use it."

  !

   Good guy!

  It is such a precious thing to sell, and it is really worth it.

   If you have money, you will be extravagant!

   Zhang Xuan was startled, and hurriedly said: "No, no, sister-in-law, this thing is too expensive, I can't have it."

   As if he had already guessed that he would refuse, Mrs. Hui has a straightforward temperament, and she said half-markedly:

   "Take it, you are admitted to university, this is a little thought from your brother and I. And with this thing, it will be convenient for us to contact in the future."

  Yes, there are some words that Zhang Xuan understands as soon as he hears it.

  Thinking that they are going to go to college in Yangcheng, the two are anxious. For peace of mind, they are hugging their thighs. They are afraid that the business will run away!

   Wanting to understand the key point, Zhang Xuan couldn't be more hypocritical, he just joked in a complaining tone: "I'm your younger brother, we are a family, you are too detached like this."

   When she heard this, not only was she not embarrassed, her eyes were bright, but she became more enthusiastic.

   Sister-in-law Hui smiled and said, "We are a family, what's the difference between us? Okay, sister-in-law is going to help with things."

   After he finished speaking, he waved his hand and turned away, acting resolutely.

  …

   Half a year ago, the old Zhang family was poor, and the smell of poverty could be smelled in every village and town, and even dogs hated it.

   At that time, when Zhang Ping got engaged, the villagers thought that the old Zhang family had climbed the high branch of the Ouyang family.

   The envious wow of everyone.

   There was even a woman who was so jealous that her trousers got wet when she saw the 4,000 gift from Ouyang's family.

   But now, hey! Not to brag, many village wives get wet when they think of Zhang Xuan.

   This is really a world that messes up people’s hearts, and it’s all about money.

   In order to organize the wedding banquet well, and to show respect for my mother and eldest sister.

   Zhang Xuan directly bought a scalper from the owner of the store opposite the door and killed more than 320 jacks of good beef.

   Then he bought dozens of fish from his uncle, about a hundred catties.

   The rural banquets these days do not pay attention to any fancy and balanced collocations, nor do they focus on nutritional collocations.

   Everyone is talking about who has the bigger bowl and who has more bowls.

   is twelve bowls? Is it sixteen bowls? Or eighteen bowls?

   Or the twenty-two most lavish bowls in the village?

  People who eat feasts care about the size of the meat, whether the fat is thick or not, and whether the meat tube is full?

  What kind of wine is wine, is it enough?

  What brand is the cigarette, and it is scattered by root? Or by package?

   In the festive gift bag distributed, how many candies or how many? Do you have a towel? Are there melon seeds and peanuts? Are there hard-boiled eggs?

   To be more mean, do you have glutinous rice cakes?

  If you don't stuff people's teeth, and don't make their belly round, you will be criticized.

   Those long-tongued women are three together, five in a group, they can talk about you behind your back for a few years, and when other families have a happy event, they will pull you out to compare the corpse, so that you will not be seen in the future.

   These days, making wedding wine is all about losing money. The more you want your face, the more you lose.

   To lose money, to lose a lot of money, this will make Ruan Xiuqin stumped.

   After all, it took only two months for Comrade Ruan Xiuqin to go from being poor to being rich.

   The tight habit of living in Shoubanxin's heart has not completely changed, and when such a big happy event comes across all of a sudden, I don't know whether to be stingy or generous.

   Zhang Xuan saw that the old lady smiled warmly behind every sum of money that was heartbroken, so he simply waved his hand, and he directly wrapped up the matter of spending money on wine, meat and vegetables.

   And the rest was left to Zhang Ru and his wife Zhang Luo. With the little rules and customs in the village, Zhang Xuan has no strength to help him even if he wants to help.

  Otherwise, even if you are a great writer of Wenquxing, you will turn your face if you say you turn your face.

   In the end, maybe he will be reprimanded for being ignorant.

   After all, in the eyes of these elders, other people's faces are not as important as their own, and if they are in trouble, their brothers can fight on the spot.

   Even the alcoholic maniac who drank a little more cat urine, his father and mother dared to hit a dozen.

  The owner of the commissary is a famous cauldron expert in the village. The day before the wedding, two square tables were placed on the Sun Valley Ping, three simple stoves were built with adobe bricks, and several large iron pots were placed. Then instructed a few help cooks to start processing the meat ahead of time.

  The eldest cousin and the second cousin are making chiba. There were piles of half-old children gathered beside them, and when the hot glutinous rice hit the stone mortar, they would rush to grab one, grab one, and put a handful in their mouths for fun.

   These fart kids all know that Ruan Xiuqin is a kind person, and Zhang Ping is a boring gourd, and won't do anything to them.

   Ruan Dezhi has a good calligraphy and is writing festive couplets.

   The third cousin, Yang Fu and the fat kid, and his dad borrowed tables, chairs and benches before and after the run, and planned 17 tables, which was tiring enough.

   As for other relatives and neighbors of the family, as well as several sisters-in-law, they also came to help early, busy cooking tea, washing dishes, chopping wood, washing vegetables and cutting vegetables...

  The fat child is a dog with a broken conscience. At noon, he uses a thermal foam box to carry a box of popsicles and stands at the crossroads and shouts loudly:

   "Zhang Xuan! Zhang Xuan! You are both a college student and a great writer, please eat popsicles!"

   Great!

   This bastard's voice is a **** timing.

   Hearing this, one of the people working in the old Zhang's house was counted among them, and they all smiled and looked at Zhang Xuan subconsciously.

   Some even directly booed.

   scolded mmp in his heart, but with a smile on his face, he waved his hand: "Okay, please do the popsicles, you can send it quickly, and come to me to settle the bill after sending it."

   Just waiting for these words, the fat kid was so proud at the moment that he deliberately raised his eyebrows at Zhang Xuan, and immediately started to distribute popsicles.

  You one, he one…

  You one, he one…

When    was posted, Zhang Xuan realized that something was wrong.

   Niang Xipi's!

   This fat kid is really scheming!

   A hairy old white popsicle, no.

   Mung bean popsicles for two cents, no.

   One counts, all 50 cents cream popsicles.

  Grandma a bear!

   These two goods are obviously aimed at their own money bags.

   In just a few minutes, the popsicles were finished, and the fat kid ran over and reached out to Zhang Xuan and shouted, "37 cream popsicles, 18 yuan and 5 cents."

   Zhang Xuan's eyelids twitched, and he earned 10 yuan in a blink of an eye, which is faster than stealing money.

   Swiftly gave the other party money, and also asked casually, "When did your brain become so good?"

  The fat kid took the money, counted it twice foolishly, and before leaving, patted his head and said, "Don't underestimate others, except for reading, I'm not stupid, I'll sell it again in the afternoon."

   Hearing that the afternoon was still coming, Zhang Xuan instantly felt that the blood was going retrograde, and he really wanted to rush over to kick the fat boy over, and rub it on the ground.

  What the hell, it's really frustrating!

   I even had a day when I became a victim.

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