Cai Mengjun brought melon seeds and wedding candy, her voice calm and gentle: "Children, stop fighting and come and have some candy."

The sound of firecrackers popped outside the yard.

The children ran out with candies in their pockets.

Before I could run out, a group of people came in from outside the yard.

The gate of the courtyard closed quickly in front of me.

Someone in the crowd shouted, "Here they come! Comrade groom is here to pick up his wife!"

"Hurry and hold the door, there are too many of them!"

Suddenly, the small yard was packed with people.

Everyone's face was filled with smiles, and they stretched their necks to join in the fun.

There was a wild knock on the door.

Then came a loud and uniform male voice: "Open the door! Open the door quickly!"

There seemed to be quite a few people standing outside the door, and the knocking and shouting were deafening.

There was a faint sound of booing.

They were probably all gentlemen, and they couldn't say anything else except shouting "Open the door."

Aunt Wang leaned over the window and looked out.

Song Yiyi walked over, cracking melon seeds and asked, "Are you still going to close the store?"

She thought that there was no such thing as blocking the door in this era.

I didn’t expect it to be exactly the same as in later generations.

However, there are also some differences. There is no complicated proposal game segment like those in later generations.

Aunt Wang turned around when she heard the noise, quickly took the melon seeds from her hand, and scolded her, "Of course you want to, and you want to run away after me? That's not allowed!"

"Marry a wife, marry a wife. If you just grab someone and run away, you're a bandit. Fishing is not that easy."

"Stop eating it, or your lipstick will be smudged. If the groom's legs go weak, it'll be because you scared him."

Song Yiyi: “…”

She wasn't hungry anyway.

Just ate red eggs.

Cai Mengjun was afraid that she was hungry, so she brought her a bowl of salty porridge.

It should have been cooked by Gu Chengze.

Song Yiyi could taste that the food he cooked was unique.

My eldest brother is still as careful as ever.

There were many soldiers standing in the courtyard, headed by Gu Chengze, who should all be his comrades-in-arms.

They propped the door shut from the inside, preventing anyone from outside from shaking it in the slightest.

The commander inside the door shouted, "There are a lot of people inside. Hand in a hundred wedding scarves and we'll open the door!"

Aunt Wang gasped and muttered, "You're such a big mouth! Just go grab it!"

The person outside the door was ruthless and didn't say much. He just banged on the door instead of answering.

The internal and external strengths are comparable.

Seeing that the door could not be opened.

Soon, the strategy outside the door changed, and several figures appeared on the wall.

The children inside the door were sharp-eyed and raised their hands and shouted loudly: "Uncle is on the wall! Uncle is on the wall!"

The target was exposed by a group of little brats.

The young men who climbed over the wall were all smiling.

They planned to storm.

But before the legs could reach the wall, they retracted in a flash after seeing the people below.

The sound of "bang bang bang" was heard.

This was accompanied by a loud report: "Report to the Political Commissar! The deputy regiment commander is at the foot of the wall! We... don't dare!"

There was laughter inside and outside the yard.

"Comrades, one hundred wedding bandanas are too many. Let's discuss, how about sixty?"

A steady, powerful but gentle voice came from outside the door.

Everyone looked at each other.

Someone inside the door was brave enough to ask directly: "Who are you? Do you mean what you say?"

"I'm Gu Heng." A smiling voice came again. "Open the door in a moment. I'll distribute wedding handkerchiefs to everyone one by one. I'll make sure everyone has one. How's that?"

The enemy was quickly defeated.

After all, there are powerful helpers outside the door, so we have to retreat.

That’s Chief Gu!

Everyone's little abacus was clattering in their hearts.

When the political commissar got married, none of his relatives showed up. Instead, Gu Heng, who was supposed to be at her mother's house, became the only elder on the political commissar's side.

The gate opened.

The people outside the door rushed in quickly like a tide.

If the poor wooden door hadn't opened quickly, it would have been in trouble again.

A group of young people rushed in quickly and soon created a smooth road with human figures.

Cen Yue was dressed in casual clothes, with his buttons buttoned meticulously.

The midsummer morning sunshine made the already angular face even more handsome.

He was holding a cascading bouquet of flowers, and behind him were his equally neatly dressed comrades.

Some of them held festive enamel tea trays in their hands.

Some were carrying double gifts.

There are cigarettes, alcohol, cakes, tea and meat.

But that’s not the point.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the two people holding the enamel tea tray.

For a moment, the air around them was stagnant.

There were two large red enamel tea trays, one of which was padded with a cushion, on which lay a lady's watch, a pair of golden bracelets, earrings and a necklace.

The central bank opened the gold jewelry market for the first time this year, with the price of gold at 28 yuan per gram, equivalent to half a month's salary for an ordinary worker.

The key point is that the supply is still limited, and if you want to buy it, you need a ticket or connections.

That means you may not be able to buy it even if you have money.

Everyone was shocked, and when they realized what was happening, more and more people looked at them with envy.

Aunt Wang opened her mouth wide, and after a long while she turned around, "Yiyi, I told you, the chief is not a stingy person."

It's more than just stingy.

In another enamel tea basin, all the brand new Great Unity were neatly arranged.

Before everyone could react, Cen Yue had already entered the house.

Song Minghui was the most active and came forward directly, tears streaming down his face, "Ah Yue..."

"Dad, Mom."

Cen Yue said solemnly: "I'll come to pick up Yiyi."

Song Minghui's eyes suddenly turned red. He took Cen Yue's hand, patted his arm, and choked out a sob: "Okay, okay."

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