She was too lazy to argue any further and turned around to chat with Zeng Qi about family matters.
In such occasions, Yun Qiao had no right to speak, so she pretended to be a little quail, playing the role of a good daughter. She just listened to other people talking silently, smiled politely from time to time, and nodded to show that she was not distracted.
The wedding started on time at 1:15 p.m.
Cui Xuezhi didn't wear the mink coat she'd spent her fortune on before, but chose to wear the same green military uniform as Dong Dingbang. She had her hair braided into two pigtails, and pinned a red silk flower to her temples and chest, adding a festive touch to her plain outfit.
The two walked in from the small auditorium arm in arm, and walked step by step to the stage of the auditorium amid the cheers and jokes of their relatives and friends.
The witness for the two was Cui Xuezhi's uncle, Commander Liang.
This year's wedding didn't have too many fancy things. After the witness gave his speech, the parents of both parties and the young couple could say a few words if they wanted to. If they didn't want to, the feast could begin directly.
In fact, except for the main person at the wedding, the guests who came to attend the wedding did not care about it.
They were not interested in what anyone said at the wedding; they only cared about whether the food at today's banquet was delicious and whether the meat dishes were tough enough.
No matter how flowery the speech is, no matter how exaggerated the words are, if the food is not tasty, it can still be dragged out and criticized even after ten days.
What did so-and-so eat when she got married? It wasn't good at all. Even so-and-so was better than hers.
The relatives of both parties at the wedding are not talkative people.
Dong Dingbang's father died because he spoke in dialect and did not want to embarrass himself on stage, while Cui Xuezhi's father died because he was not satisfied with his marriage.
Of course, their dissatisfaction with the marriage stemmed primarily from their dissatisfaction with Dong Dingbang's family, not Dong Dingbang himself. They preferred Cui Xuezhi marry a man of higher status, rather than a poor boy from a rural northwest family. After all, no matter how capable the poor boy was, he would have to rise through the ranks before he could truly achieve his goals. Before that, he would be unable to provide any support for their family and would instead require their help. At this point, even if they didn't want to, they had to accept it, and they simply kept their mouths shut.
Faced with her illiterate relative, Cui Xuezhi really had no desire to express herself.
So after Commander Liang said a few simple words, the banquet began.
Commander Liang wanted to save face, and the Cui family was not short of money, so the banquet was very splendid.
There are chicken, fish and meat, a total of eight dishes, six of which are meat, and finally there is a pot of mutton soup. Although there is more soup than mutton, the chef in the cafeteria has good skills and the soup is delicious. Anyone who tastes it will give a thumbs up and praise it.
While the newlyweds were toasting at each table, Wang Xiaochun urged her husband Dong Mancang: "Eat quickly, eat quickly, or else all the delicious food will be snatched up by others."
She picked up the food with her chopsticks, not caring about others. The late king put a bunch of her favorite food into her own bowl, and then put some into the bowls of her husband and two sons.
Cui Xuezhi's mother felt a little uncomfortable and lost most of her appetite. She put down her chopsticks without interest.
Xuezhi's sister-in-law is too rude.
Wang Yue coughed lightly and glared at Wang Xiaochun secretly.
Wang Xiaochun was enjoying her meal, her mind fixed on the table, and she didn't receive any signals from her mother-in-law. "What's wrong, Mom? Why are you coughing?"
"Is your throat uncomfortable? Or is there a fish bone stuck in your throat?"
Before she put down her chopsticks, she took a piece of chicken and put it in her mouth. While chewing, she reached out to take the cup and handed it to Wang Yue: "Would you like some water?"