梁师傅到是下了血本，他跟小孟亭是老朋友了，比跟秦小鱼认识的还要早。

所以衣服是亲手做的，款式类似上次轻工部参赛的花嫁，正配了小孟亭的古典美。

小孟亭本来就是衣服架子，这身花嫁穿起来，可以说是天姿国色了。

Qin Xiaoyu kept stealing glances at Zhu Jiudi's expression. When Xiao Mengting came out after changing his clothes, his eyes were lifeless. Qin Xiaoyu sighed inwardly, feeling sorry for Xiao Mengting.

Zhu Jiujiu had a wide social circle, and both he and his wife were well-known in the industry. The wedding was very lively and had a strong artistic atmosphere. Zhu Jiujiu was of high seniority, and his apprentices and grand-apprentices performed, turning the wedding into a grand performance.

Qin Xiaoyu and A Lei treated it as a tutoring session, and after three days of playing, they still felt it wasn't enough.

During the meal, Qin Xiaoyu and his wife were honored guests and sat down next to the newlyweds.

Qin Xiaoyu knew Zhu Jiudi was fussy about food, so she didn't bother him. But she soon discovered that over a year later, he had become even more fussy. Was he really eating a completely vegetarian diet?

"Brother-in-law, are you going to become a monk?" Qin Xiaoyu couldn't help but chuckle as she recalled what A Lei had said about Tang Sanzang.

"Pretty much, cultivating at home." Zhu Ninth surprisingly nodded.

Qin Xiaoyu looked at his eyebrows and eyes more closely and realized that he was different from when she first met him. Back then, Zhu Jiudi was full of vigor and had a kind of arrogance that came with young success. Although he was not overbearing, he kept people at arm's length.

But now he is gentle and his smile is faint.

"Cultivation? Becoming a nun? Then what kind of marriage did you get?" Qin Xiaoyu asked, unconvinced.

“Cultivation isn’t just about chanting scriptures; it requires sincerity. Help one person at a time. If I can help one person, isn’t that good enough?” Zhu Jiudi remained calm and methodical, leaving Qin Xiaoyu speechless with his words.

The third night was even more lively, as it was hosted by Xiao Mengting's senior brother at the theater.

This was a thank-you banquet; tickets were not sold to the public, and only those with invitations could enter.

The theater was large, and there were still many empty seats besides those for relatives and friends. Xiao Mengting was good at interpersonal relationships; she gave some tickets to the shopping mall and also invited the middle and senior managers of the clothing factory.

When the performance ended, it was late at night. They left through a small back door, quietly.

Zhu Jiu wrapped the cloak around Xiao Mengting, and looked at her sweet smile.

Qin Xiaoyu thought that Zhu Jiudi was right, and that she should help as many people as possible.

On the fourth day, Qin Xiaoyu's flight was in the afternoon, and she went to the clothing factory with Xiao Mengting in the morning.

"I can go by myself, why should I make you, the bride, come with me?" Qin Xiaoyu muttered to herself the whole way.

"This wedding is for others to see. It doesn't matter to us. As long as others see us happy, that's enough." Xiao Mengting drove the car, leaving A Lei at home.

When the two of them were alone, the joy on Xiao Mengting's face seemed to fade.

"Your brother-in-law treats you very well, you two should get along well." Qin Xiaoyu felt a little uneasy.

“My obsession with him is the same as his obsession with you.” Xiao Mengting suddenly said this, and Qin Xiaoyu’s face couldn’t help but turn red. She had always thought that Xiao Mengting didn’t know this.

Logically speaking, someone as aloof as Zhu Jiujiu wouldn't let others know his private matters.

"That's an exaggeration, it's nothing," Qin Xiaoyu muttered as an explanation.

“You don’t need to say it, I know it all. It’s nothing to you, your mind is all on A Lei. But have you ever thought about it, from childhood to adulthood, Junior Uncle has never had anything he couldn’t get. So it’s normal for him to react so strongly.”

"Let's not talk about the past," Qin Xiaoyu said, trying to change the subject.

“I’m bringing this up not to settle scores with you, but to make things clear. Don’t worry about me being unhappy, it’s okay.” Xiao Mengting reached out and pressed on Qin Xiaoyu’s arm. “Actually, I should thank you. If it weren’t for you, I’m afraid I would never have been able to find happiness in this life.”

Xiao Mengting was making fun of himself, and the two exchanged a smile and then talked the whole thing out.

Because Xiao Mengting has been supervising the production at the garment factory here, the quality is excellent. Qin Xiaoyu was afraid that she wouldn't know much about the business and would be fooled, so she secretly passed on some secret techniques.

Their honeymoon is planned for Northern Europe, and it's about to happen. Qin Xiaoyu and her husband have been away for quite a while, so they're heading south.

Just then, Zhou Xing's mother called to say that Old Mrs. Du had passed away and they needed to come over.

Qin Xiaoyu had gotten to know Grandma Du well after bringing her to Guangzhou for a while, and genuinely liked this centenarian. Her magnanimity was beyond worldly concerns, and she was truly admirable.

Although this age is considered a time for happy funerals, Qin Xiaoyu still cried.

The Du family had already sent a car to pick her up after she got off the plane. Qin Xiaoyu knew how powerful the Du family was and guessed that the funeral would not be simple and there would be quite a few guests.

Before even reaching the main street, cars lined up on both sides of the road, a truly impressive sight. In the 1980s, private cars were still rare; most people used bicycles for transportation. The sheer number of cars gathered at once was quite remarkable.

Yellow paper banners hung at the entrance. It is said that the number of banners depends on the age of the person. Old Mrs. Du's banner was quite large, and it fluttered in the wind, giving her a particularly imposing air.

My uncle, having heard they were coming, came out to greet them.

"Father asked me to bring you in." The uncle was dressed in all black, with a small piece of red cloth added to the black gauze on his sleeve, but there was no sorrow on his face, which surprised Qin Xiaoyu.

Further inside, I saw many people with black armbands, who were probably relatives. None of them were crying or wailing; they were all calm and composed.

"That's what the old lady said herself. Living to be a hundred years old is already a long life. When she passes away, she will no longer suffer from illness and pain, which is a relief. So she should be happy and not cry," her uncle explained to her.

"The old lady is truly optimistic," Qin Xiaoyu exclaimed. "Such a broad mind is extraordinary, and that must be the reason for her longevity."

"Because I talked to my eldest sister on the phone every day before, I knew that you had gone back to your hometown in Northeast China. My eldest sister was at home taking care of the children, so the old lady specifically instructed that my eldest sister should not come over." The eldest sister mentioned by the uncle was Zhou Xing's mother. Qin Xiaoyu was a little anxious when she heard this. It was true, it was all her fault for running around. Zhou Xing's mother was anxious but could not come out.

"The old lady said she knew she was anxious and couldn't come herself, so she asked her son-in-law to come in her place." The younger brother-in-law had just kept her in suspense.

"You mean my boss is here?" Qin Xiaoyu asked in surprise.

"Yes, he's already here. He's in the inner room with the guests. He's a close relative, just a bit younger."

Ever since Commander Zhou pulled out a gun and snatched a bride when he was young, Zhou Xing's mother was kicked out of the Du family. Now she can finally come to the Du family as a son-in-law with dignity. It has really not been easy.

When it comes to matters of seniority, Qin Xiaoyu is speechless.

Not only is Zhou Xing's mother of a lower generation, but Qin Xiaoyu is also of a lower generation, almost to the point of being considered inferior. She calls such a young man "uncle," and who knows if she even has a ten-year-old aunt.