Time passed quickly, and Song's mother had been in Shanghe Village for nearly half a month. Finally, the wedding day chosen by Ruan Jiaojiao and Song Qingfeng arrived, and Song's father also came that day.
The wedding on this day was quite grand, although in Ruan Jiaojiao's opinion, it was not as good as those century weddings in later generations.
But compared to weddings of this era, it is still pretty good. After all, Ruan Jiaojiao and Song Qingfeng are both wealthy, and they have the support of Song Qingfeng's family.
On the wedding day, Ruan Jiaojiao and Song Qingfeng invited almost everyone in the village.
Only a few people who had grudges against Ruan Jiaojiao and Song Qingfeng did not come, such as Wang Fangfang and Jiang Yingyue.
Although Wang Fangfang and Jiang Yingyue did not come, their families still came.
Although they didn't particularly think highly of Song Qingfeng and Ruan Jiaojiao, they still couldn't resist the background behind Song Qingfeng.
So Wang Dashan, the village party secretary, still came, and when he met Song Qingfeng's parents, he was extremely flattering.
His wrinkled face turned into a chrysanthemum when he smiled. He didn't care about anything else and just shook hands with Song's father.
Ruan Jiaojiao was also shocked by Wang Dashan's actions. It was really that Wang Dashan was too enthusiastic towards Song's father, so enthusiastic that she could hardly bear to watch.
But while being shocked, Ruan Jiaojiao did not forget to observe Song's father's micro-expressions. She saw a flash of coldness in Song's father's eyes.
But Song's father has seen all kinds of scenes, could he be shocked by Wang Dashan's little trick?
So Song's father didn't even show any sign of hesitation. He held Wang Dashan's hands in his hands very smoothly and naturally.
He said in a cheerful and enthusiastic tone, "Oh, it's you. I heard Qingfeng say that it was thanks to you that they helped them. Otherwise, Qingfeng wouldn't have been able to adapt to the countryside so quickly. Thank you so much."
In fact, Song's father didn't know who the man in front of him was, but he didn't want to hit a smiling person, so he responded enthusiastically.
After hearing what Song's father said, Wang Dashan couldn't help feeling a little guilty. He himself was not sure whether he had helped Song Qingfeng and the others, but his daughter had caused them trouble more than once.
But none of this matters. Since Song's father didn't point it out directly, he just took the opportunity to get out of this situation.
So in the end, the two people who were not familiar with each other at all chatted about family matters for more than ten minutes before stopping.
If the wedding wasn't about to begin and Ruan Jiaojiao and the others hadn't sent someone to call Song's father, Song's father would probably have been dragged into a long conversation with Wang Dashan.
As for Song's father, who was called away, he sighed heavily in his heart the moment he turned around.
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There were a total of ten dishes on the wedding banquet, four of which were hard dishes, and they were particularly rich in oil and water.
So these dishes were snatched up as soon as they were served. Everyone lowered their heads and ate seriously. Every table was extremely quiet and the only sounds were the clattering of bowls and chopsticks and the sound of people chewing food.
The newlyweds, Ruan Jiaojiao and Song Qingfeng, wore brand new green military uniforms, held wine glasses in their hands, and toasted at each table.
Everyone was concerned that today was a happy wedding day, and even those who had a grudge against Ruan Jiaojiao and Song Qingfeng in the past did not cause any trouble.
So the newlyweds' toast was completed very smoothly. After returning to the room, Ruan Jiaojiao complained to Song Qingfeng, "My face is frozen because of this smile."
As Ruan Jiaojiao spoke, she pointed at her beautifully made-up face.
When Song Qingfeng saw such a playful and cute Ruan Jiaojiao, he couldn't help but hugged Ruan Jiaojiao's head and kissed her directly.
After a long time, Song Qingfeng let go of the breathless Ruan Jiaojiao, and Ruan Jiaojiao glared at Song Qingfeng fiercely.
But in Song Qingfeng's eyes, this look was not fierce at all, but rather very cute.
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