Chapter 154 Dong Chunling is getting married (from the steel rolling mill)...
The steel rolling mill's cultural performance also started in the morning. The factory's employees and their families arrived at the auditorium early to reserve seats. The New Year's Day performance only happens once a year, so you have to be there early to get a front-row seat.
Zhao Sulan didn't join the crowd. She ate breakfast and tidied up at home before coming. When she arrived, the scene was already packed with people. She glanced at the dense crowd in front of her, hissed, and gave up the idea of squeezing to the front.
She simply stood at the very back, tiptoeing to watch the performance.
Actually, it's not very clear even like this. Although she's a bit taller than the average woman, she can't compare to young men. There were several young men standing not far in front of her, like a wall, completely blocking her view.
However, through the gaps between the heads, one could still barely make out the performance on stage.
Even if you can't see it, you can still hear it. Right now, Zhao Sulan can hear the young man on stage singing "Night at the Military Port." And let me tell you, he sang it quite well, not much different from what she heard on the radio.
Zhao Sulan unconsciously clapped along to the beat.
This was a solo performance. After the young man finished singing, he left the stage. The host came up and announced that the next program was a crosstalk performance. After the host finished his announcement and left the stage, two young men immediately carried a table onto the stage.
On stage, he delivered witty and humorous remarks, which Zhao Sulan listened to with great interest from the audience.
Zhao Sulan didn't recognize the two young men performing on stage, but she did recognize someone next to her. As she listened, she overheard a middle-aged woman, who was about her age, say something.
"See that? The one performing on the left side of the stage is my eldest son!"
Zhao Sulan subconsciously looked over and struck up a conversation with the other person: "Your boss is really something, with so many people watching from below, he wasn't nervous at all on stage."
Although they didn't know each other, the person opposite her immediately became happy when she heard Zhao Sulan praising her son. She smiled and replied, "Oh, our eldest son has always been like this since he was little. He's never shy at all. He dared to talk when he was young, and his mouth never stopped."
Speaking of this, Zhao Sulan resonated with it: "My daughter is the same way. She's been talking since she was little, and her mouth never stops."
The person opposite said, "Oh, what a coincidence. By the way, young lady, how old is your daughter this year? Does she have a boyfriend? If she doesn't, what do you think of my eldest son, the one standing on the left on stage? He's twenty-seven this year, a worker in the first workshop, and now..."
Seeing the person opposite her start enthusiastically promoting her son, Zhao Sulan felt embarrassed and interrupted them with a dry laugh.
"Sister, my daughter is too young to be thinking about dating yet."
The middle-aged woman opposite her didn't recognize Zhao Sulan, nor did she know Mingxi's age. Hearing Zhao Sulan say this, she assumed that Zhao Sulan's daughter was still a minor. She laughed awkwardly twice and said, "I'm sorry, I was too anxious."
She sighed and said, "My rascal is already twenty-seven this year, almost thirty. Kids his age are already out in the fields, but he doesn't even have a girlfriend. Every time I ask him when he's going to bring a girlfriend home, he tells me he's not in a hurry. What's there to be in a hurry about? I'm practically halfway to the ground. If I don't hurry, I might not even see him get married before I die."
Having been a matchmaker for so many years, Zhao Sulan is quite understanding of the other party's feelings.
She patted the person opposite her on the arm and said, "Sister, don't worry. Nowadays, young people believe in fate and free love when it comes to dating. If you haven't met someone you like yet, there's no rush. Once you meet someone you like, you'll definitely be anxious. You won't need to urge him; he'll be pursuing her on his own."
"Then I accept your kind words. I hope my eldest son can find a girl he likes soon."
Zhao Sulan was talking to the woman next to her when she suddenly heard someone shout. She turned around and saw Aunt He waving her hand and calling out, "Old Zhao, Old Zhao!"
Zhao Sulan: "Hey, Lao He, what are you doing here? Didn't you arrive quite early? Didn't you get a good spot in the front?"
Aunt He waved her hand: "No, I just came back from using the restroom. So, what show are we on now?"
As she spoke, she couldn't help but rub her stomach. It was all her fault for having an upset stomach at this crucial moment, right when she was watching a performance. She had to get up to go to the bathroom right after the show started, and now she hadn't been able to watch a single segment. She was so useless!
Zhao Sulan: "We've only performed a couple of shows so far, and now it's a two-person crosstalk performance."
As soon as Zhao Sulan finished speaking, the two young men performing crosstalk on stage bowed to the audience. After the performance, the two men carried the table off the stage.
Hey, can you believe how embarrassing this is?
But there are still many performances to be held today. Just as the two young men who were performing crosstalk stepped off the stage, the host announced from the side of the stage: "The next program is a chorus of 'We Workers Have Strength'."
This song is usually played in the factory, and everyone listens to it every day, but when it's sung on stage, everyone is very supportive. When the song reaches its climax, everyone on and off stage sings along.
Zhao Sulan and Aunt He also clapped along.
While singing, Aunt He suddenly exclaimed "Hey!"
Zhao Sulan turned her head: "Hmm? What's wrong?"
Aunt He pointed to the distance and said, "Look, isn't that Dong Chunling and her boyfriend?"
Zhao Sulan looked over and indeed saw Dong Chunling and Hu Mingyi. Zhao Sulan asked, "What brings these two here?"
Aunt He: "I don't know?"
Just as the two were wondering about this, they saw Dong Chunling and Hu Mingyi walking over.
"Aunt Zhao, Aunt He."
Dong Chunling greeted him with a smile.
Zhao Sulan and Aunt He looked at Dong Chunling with surprise.
When has Dong Chunling ever been so polite?
Every time she sees them, doesn't she always walk away with her nose in the air, not even glancing at them?
Dong Chunling actually greeted them today, and even greeted them with a smile!
That's strange!
Although Zhao Sulan was puzzled, she was perceptive enough not to show it, and simply smiled and said, "You've come to watch the performance too? Didn't your two companies hold any events this year?"
Dong Chunling smiled and said, "Not really. Our two companies also had events, but we didn't go."
oh?
Does this mean something's wrong?
Zhao Sulan looked at Dong Chunling, who smiled and said, "Mingyi and I came here today to announce some good news to everyone."
Aunt He asked anxiously, "What good news?"
Dong Chunling reached out and hugged Hu Mingyi's arm, pressed her body against him, and said with a sweet smile, "Mingyi and I are getting married."
Zhao Sulan/Aunt He: "What?!"
Dong Chunling: "Yes, it's next week, next Sunday. Don't forget to come for the feast!"
After saying that, Dong Chunling took Hu Mingyi's arm and swayed away.
Zhao Sulan was still in shock, her mouth agape, and asked, "Did I hear that right? Dong Chunling said she's getting married to Hu Mingyi next week?"
Aunt He: "That's right, that's right, Lao Zhao, you heard me correctly."
That's what they say, but Aunt He was still shocked and stared wide-eyed.
Dong Chunling is actually going to marry Hu Mingyi?!
Is it that fast?
Although many people get married right away after meeting someone they like through blind dates these days, Dong Chunling and Hu Mingyi's situation still came as a surprise.
Aunt He suddenly remembered: "Did the Hu family come to propose marriage?"
Zhao Sulan shook her head: "I haven't heard of it."
Aunt He: "I haven't heard of that either."
The two men looked at each other in bewilderment.
Aunt He was the most well-informed person in their alley; there was nothing in the alley that she didn't know, yet she had never heard of the Hu family coming to propose marriage.
She had never even seen a member of the Hu family, let alone come to propose marriage.
Dong Chunling had no idea what Aunt He and Zhao Sulan were whispering behind her back. She linked arms with Hu Mingyi and went wherever there were crowds.
"Aunt Wang, you're here. Oh, by the way, I just wanted to let you know that Mingyi and I are getting married next week. Don't forget to come to the wedding banquet."
“Hey Heping, I just happened to see you. Let me tell you that I’m getting married to your brother Mingyi next week. We’ll be having a wedding ceremony. Don’t forget to come and have a feast.”
"Master Guo, you're asking who this is? This is my boyfriend, Hu Mingyi. We're getting married next week, and we're having a wedding banquet at home. Remember to come..."
Dong Chunling smiled broadly and led Hu Mingyi around the place, eager to let everyone in the steel mill know the good news that she was going to marry Hu Mingyi.
In fact, Dong Chunling did have this idea in mind.
She deliberately didn't let Hu Mingyi go to his company's party today, and dragged him along to show off to the people at the steel mill that she was going to marry Hu Mingyi soon!
Hmph, let them gossip all day about how she's divorced, a second-hand woman dumped by a man, and that she'll never find a good man again.
So what if she's divorced? Dong Chunling is beautiful and has a job. Even if she's divorced, she can still find a good partner!
Now you see, even in her second marriage, she can still find a leader in the housing management bureau!
Those who mocked her? Even a virgin like her couldn't find a partner with such good qualities!
Dong Chunling led Hu Mingyi around the entire factory to inform everyone, and seeing that the notifications were almost complete, she left satisfied.
She even wanted to take Hu Mingyi to her workplace to show off.
As Dong Chunling and Hu Mingyi slowly walked away, the factory immediately erupted in chaos.
Many people in the steel rolling mill knew that Dong Chunling had a boyfriend, and that he was a leader in the housing management bureau. Although he was also a divorcee, his conditions were really quite good.
But who would have thought that these two would get married like this?
Suddenly, the performances on stage lost their appeal, and everyone started whispering and discussing among themselves.
"No, that Mr. Hu is a leader, a leader in the housing management bureau. He's so eligible, why would he fall for Dong Chunling, a divorced woman?"
"That's right. If I had the surname Hu, I would definitely find a virgin."
"Hey, Zhang, you've got some nerve, huh? You want to find a virgin? I think you're tired of this life, aren't you?"
"Hey, hey, honey, don't just listen to half of what I say. I was saying if my surname was Hu, not myself. If it were me, I would definitely marry you. Honey, be gentle, don't pinch my ear, it hurts, it hurts..."
As a result, Dong Chunling's appearance has triggered several family conflicts.
Dong Chunling is getting married; this is explosive news.
Because she was so interested in gossip, Aunt He didn't even watch the movie at the steel mill that afternoon; she left right after watching the program.
She pulled Zhao Sulan back to the alley, where they ran into Dong's mother at the entrance. She stepped forward and grabbed Dong's mother, saying, "Old Dong, you're not being fair! Why didn't you tell us sooner that your Chunling was getting married?"
Dong Chunling's marriage was supposed to be a good thing, but for some reason, when Dong's mother heard this, she didn't smile at all. Instead, her eyes flickered, and she stammered, as if she didn't want to talk about it.
"Uh, it was just decided, we haven't had time to tell them yet. By the way, Lao Zhao, how was your show today?"
Aunt He: "That's great, that's great. Oh, right, where did your Chunling have her wedding? She said she'd invite everyone to the wedding banquet, but where exactly is the banquet?"
Mrs. Dong's face stiffened, and she asked incredulously, "What? Attending a wedding banquet?"
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Author's note: Another short post today, (kneeling in embarrassment). I'll make up for it tomorrow, and start writing 10,000 words a day from tomorrow onwards!
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