August 23, 2008, the 23rd day of the seventh lunar month, is the beginning of summer, a good day for marriage.
The main road leading into Hushan Village is decorated with lights and colorful ornaments, and hung with festive red silk or red flowers.
That is to say, this idea is not so sensitive to green, otherwise, in order to help Huo Qianli,
The villagers of Hushan Village might be able to climb up and paint the leaves red.
On the dam of the village committee, a large awning supported by poles has long been built to avoid direct exposure to the scorching sun in midsummer.
Before daybreak, the buffet team familiar to the villagers of Hushan Village had already turned on the lights and were concentrating on preparing the lunch banquet.
Outside the wall, there was already a lot of noise.
On a vacant lot next to the village committee,
There is a mobile home that was just built a few days ago.
Huo Qianli had lived in the village temporarily before, and had no problem with food, clothing, housing and transportation.
But for such a big event as marriage, according to rural customs, it is not allowed to bring the daughter-in-law to someone else's home.
Even if others are willing, Huo Qianli is not willing!
Fortunately, this kind of thing is not a difficult task for Hushan Village today!
Gu Daqiang waved his hand and asked the workers to build another prefabricated house at the original location as Huo Qianli's wedding house, and all the costs were borne by him personally.
At this moment, Huo Qianli, wearing a Chinese-style wedding dress with a red background and a golden dragon pattern, walked out of the door of the wooden house.
Accompanied by the wedding procession headed by Gu Haitao and others, they walked towards the Jiang family's old house.
The Jiang family's old house collapsed badly in the earthquake. Two months after the earthquake,
Jiang Qingyue and her mother also live in resettlement houses in the village.
Needless to say, there was also a board house built on the original foundation of the Jiang family's old house.
The money was still borne by Gu Daqiang.
When the house is demolished,
These materials could still be used, so Huo Qianli and Jiang Qingyue stopped being pretentious.
At this moment, Jiang Qingyue
Sitting quietly on the bed in the board room, with her hair tied up,
The phoenix on the golden crown trembled gently, and on the fiery red wedding dress, there was also a pair of golden phoenixes, as if they were about to fly, wanting to pick up the two Chinese characters "囍" on their arms to welcome someone's arrival.
An old lady who came from nowhere was holding a hemp rope and flying her hands left and right to open Jiang Qingyue's face.
Jiang's mother and Cheng Suqing watched from the side, smiling with relief and love. Jiang Qiuyan squatted on the side, holding her chin with both hands, her eyes wide open with curiosity.
There were many women helping out inside and outside the house.
Cheng Suqing looked for a while and came out, saying with a smile: "Everyone take a break and drink some water, it's still early."
"Ouch, it's getting late!"
"That's right, if it's Officer Huo's big deal, we're going to deal with him!"
The women laughed,
Cheng Suqing continued to be busy, smiling,
My heart is filled with pride and honor.
As the noise in the distance slowly approached, the women had already formed several "tight lines of defense" outside the Jiang family.
The couple turned into two sides of the offense and defense at this moment, quarreling, making noises, shouting, and laughing...
When Huo Qianli finally stood in front of Jiang Qingyue after "going through five levels and beating six generals", looking at the figure covered with a red veil, he took two steps forward, took her hand, and said gently: "Let's go, let's get married!"
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Eating wedding candies and smoking wedding cigarettes, Hushan Village is full of joy today.
Starting from around ten o'clock in the morning, vehicles of various types arrived one after another.
Professor He, Xia Wanqing, Yuan Xiangling, Mr. Sun, Mr. and Mrs. Guo Haoran, Mr. and Mrs. Li Qiao, these distinguished foreign guests;
Secretary Zheng, Mayor Zhang, Wang Anquan, Chen Tianming, Wang Wei and a group of closely connected staff members in the town;
As well as three or five close classmates including Xiao Yao and Lao Yang, they gathered in Hushan Village, handed in red envelopes at the reception desk and wrote down their names.
Then they stepped forward and greeted Huo Qianli and Jiang Qingyue, who were dressed in their best.
Official wives like Madam Li Qiao and Madam Guo Haoran rarely attended such a simple wedding banquet on such an occasion, but at this moment there was not a trace of arrogance on their expressions.
Through what they have seen and heard in their daily lives, they understand better than most how bright Huo Qianli's future is. As Huo Qianli's wife, even if Jiang Qingyue is just an inconspicuous wild girl in the village now, she is destined to have a day in the future when she can marry into a wealthy family.
But when they saw Jiang Qingyue with their own eyes, they almost instantly understood why someone like Huo Qianli would choose a rural girl like Jiang Qingyue.
So they, who already had kind expressions, pulled Jiang Qingyue even more affectionately and chatted about family matters, with laughter ringing out from time to time.
Li Qiao and others met Huo Qianli, and then saw the old couple Han Zhiyuan and Cheng Suqing for the first time. After a brief greeting and understanding of the old couple's situation and their relationship with Huo Qianli, Li Qiao and Guo Haoran had more guesses about Huo Qianli's maturity at a young age.
As for the wedding, after communicating with Jiang Qingyue, Huo Qianli resolutely rejected those cumbersome formalities that would make the newlyweds perform in front of the audience, and only retained the most basic ceremony.
At eleven o'clock, under the red flagpole of the village committee, Gu Daqiang, who was temporarily acting as the master of ceremonies, gave a loud and high-pitched shout, bringing the entire wedding to its climax.
"Bow to heaven and earth!"
The loud dialect guided a young man and woman to bow to heaven and earth, while arousing cheers from the people around them.
"Bow to your parents!"
Han Zhiyuan, Cheng Suqing, and Jiang's mother sat in a row, and Huo Qianli and Jiang Qingyue bowed.
Regardless of their educational background and status, the two women felt their different emotions and memories surge up, touching the softest parts of their hearts, and they wiped their eyes at the same time.
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