A few days later, witnessed by a large group of friends and relatives, Xia Yingying came downstairs, and Liu Ping and Chen Jianguo specially changed into festive clothes.
On the coffee table on the first floor, there was a piece of hardware that had just been made and was packed in a box.
There was also a bank card inside, with not much money, 880,000 yuan, just a symbol.
There were four boxes of gifts neatly stacked on the ground, which is a local tradition.
"Yingying, even though you're all alone, we can't let you suffer."
"We will formally marry you with all the proper betrothal gifts and formal marriage ceremony. Our Chen family will bring you home in a grand and glorious manner."
"Please keep these betrothal gifts. If you have any requests, just let us know, and we will definitely do our best to fulfill them," Liu Ping said solemnly.
Xia Yingying came to the coffee table and looked at the formal scene, her eyes gradually reddening.
I never felt valued in my own family of origin, but I never expected to feel it here.
"Auntie, I have no demands when I marry Chen Feng. I just want him to be good to me," Xia Yingying said, her voice slightly choked with emotion.
"Okay, good boy, don't worry. If he treats you badly, I'll be the first to object."
"Come on, sit down, let's take a family photo together." Liu Ping reached out and called her to her side.
Huang Fei held his phone sideways, ready to take a picture.
Lin Nian and his group held ceremonial cannons, and at the right moment, they twisted them, sending colorful ribbons flying everywhere. The scene was extremely warm and romantic.
"Wow!"
"Happy engagement to my brother Feng!"
"Oh ho!"
The entire audience applauded, cheered, and screamed. Huang Fei pressed the shutter at that moment.
"eggplant!"
Chen Feng and Xia Yingying exchanged a glance, and for the first time, they felt that they truly possessed each other.
"Alright, everyone get in the car. The engagement banquet is in the city. Let's get ready to eat." Chen Feng took Xia Yingying's hand and stood up to help her carry the betrothal gifts upstairs.
"Come on, everyone, get in the car," Huang Fei said, holding the keys.
Although there were quite a few people, there were so many cars that they formed a convoy when they set out, able to accommodate as many people as needed.
"Brother Feng, we'll go first, you follow behind," Lin Nian said, turning around.
"Okay, you can go ahead." Chen Feng's voice came from upstairs.
"I want to wear these things right now," Xia Yingying said, looking at the hardware with satisfaction in her eyes.
"Wear it, I'll help you put it on." Chen Feng gently helped her take off the necklace and then put on the newly made gold necklace.
"Does it look good?" Xia Yingying asked in front of the mirror.
"You look good in anything," Chen Feng said, looking at Xia Yingying in the mirror.
Xia Yingying kept replacing all the hardware before the two of them went out.
Upon arriving at the hotel in the city, the engagement banquet was a lively and enthusiastic affair, with everyone enjoying themselves immensely.
After a hearty meal, everyone returned to the village. While they were playing cards and having fun at Chen Feng's house, at Song Hui's house on the other side, he and his father were sitting in silence, the atmosphere somewhat somber.
"Is the job still not working?" Song Hui's father asked with a sigh.
"Without education or connections, who would bother with us?" Song Hui said, taking a sip of water and leaning back in his chair.
"Sigh, if only I had built a good relationship with Chen Feng back then. If I could have worked at his mine, that would have been better than anything else," Song Hui's father said with deep regret.
Unfortunately, now, he and his father have offended everyone.
"It's not their fault. We were just too inefficient in our work. We only did what we needed and never considered the consequences."
“They went to deliver some gifts and brought them back. Who does things like that?”
After so much time, Song Hui has finally figured it out.
Actually, it's not Chen Feng's fault; the blame lies with himself for not being ambitious enough.
We all started out panning for gold together, so why can others get along so well while I can't?
Isn't it better to just rely on our own people?
"What can we do now that things have come to this? I'll ask around tomorrow about jobs at brick kilns outside the province."
“A grown man like him can’t just starve to death at home; he has to earn money to eat.” Song Hui lit a cigarette, a bitter smile on his lips.
“Oh, brick kilns are so dangerous. You’re my only son. How can I let you go there with peace of mind?”
“If all else fails, I’ll go find Chen Feng. We’re from the same village. I’ll kneel down and beg him, and he’ll let you work in the mine. I’ll give you a chance.”
"If it really works, then you just need to do a good job and not let your father kneel in vain."
"He's such a big shot now, he probably won't hold a grudge against me anymore."
As he spoke, Song Hui's father stood up and draped his coat over his shoulders.
Which father wouldn't love his son dearly? Rather than receiving news of his son's death later, he'd rather kneel before Chen Feng now and beg him to give his son a job opportunity.
Compared to her son's life, what does kneeling down matter?
Looking at his father's slightly hunched back, Song Hui felt a complex mix of emotions welling up inside him for the first time.
He fought with his father his whole life, but they also depended on each other for survival.
How could he bear to watch his father kneel down to someone else for his sake?
“Come back, Dad. If anyone should go, it should be me. You’re so old, how can you kneel down to a junior?” Song Hui stood up and stopped his father.
This is also the first time in Song Hui's history that he is prepared to put aside his so-called pride.
"Take something with you, it's not worth much, but don't go empty-handed."
"Whether it succeeds or not this time, don't bring it back," Song Hui's father instructed.
"good."
After Song Hui finished speaking, he went to the duck pen at home and tied up the fattest female duck.
In fact, there were only two ducks left in his duck pen.
He carried the duck to Chen Feng's house and looked at the luxury cars parked there, giving a self-deprecating smile.
If I hadn't acted so shadyly back then, even if I had just gotten some scraps by with Chen Feng, I wouldn't be in this state now, unable to even afford food.
Ultimately, it's my own fault.
He carried the large female duck into Chen Feng's villa. Everyone was having a great time, and when they saw him, they subconsciously lowered their voices.
Especially when they saw that he was carrying things, everyone secretly sneered.
This guy never does anything without a reason. He's bringing these things to Chen Feng, so he must want something from him.
"Um, I'm looking for Brother Feng, is he here?" Song Hui asked, pursing his lips.
He wasn't stupid; he could see the disdain in everyone's eyes. Although he was very upset, he could understand.
It's normal for someone like me to be looked down upon.
"Brother Feng, Song Hui is looking for you!" Lin Nian shouted loudly upstairs, holding a card in his hand.
Less than a minute later, Chen Feng came down, his eyes filled with doubt.
"Brother Feng." Song Hui stood at the door, nodding and greeting him somewhat awkwardly.
"Song Hui, what brings you here? Come in and sit down." Chen Feng saw what he was carrying and knew he had something to discuss with him.
"No, there's not much at home. You can keep this big female duck to lay eggs or keep it to eat, it's up to you."
"Please don't mind."
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