Chapter 141 Encountering the Zhang Family’s Wedding Party
Suddenly a young man in a jeep came to the village. He was an official from the county bank. The households in Longwang Village lived in a relatively concentrated area. There were two weddings in the village that day, and all the wedding ceremonies were standing on the road.
The reason why Han Dixing asked for leave to attend the wedding in Longwang Village was not entirely because of Wang Zonghao's invitation.
"Young man, what's your name? How old are you this year? Are you married?" Chen Pingping's third aunt was tall and thin. Seeing such a well-off cadre coming to Wang's house for the wedding, she stretched out her big hand and pulled her sister-in-law away.
Seeing this, Chen Pingping's aunts were not to be outdone and clenched their fists hard.
They scrambled to get around Han Dixing, surrounded him, and asked him questions like a string of cannonballs. In the end, they undoubtedly wanted to check his household registration, "Which relative of the Wang family in the county are you?"
Han Dixing didn't know whether to laugh or cry, how could he be more popular than the groom?
"Okay! Don't block our Wang family's guest. He is our relative, not the Chen family." Wang Zonghao couldn't understand what these women meant, especially those who had unmarried daughters at home. They wanted to pull their daughters over for a blind date on the spot.
Shameless!
When the distinguished guest arrived, Wang Zonghao temporarily forgot that the Wang family was waiting to get married across the sea.
He let go of the bride Chen Pingping's wrist, walked over, took Han Dixing and walked towards Wang's house.
"I'm so sorry to make you laugh."
After being pulled away by Wang Zonghao, President Han Dixing let out a long breath and saw a familiar face standing at the gate of Wang's courtyard.
It can be seen that the new clothes Wang Ziru wore were still a fashionable light yellow women's suit, with a dacron shirt underneath, and the small leather shoes he gave her. Her oval face was not made up, but her eyes were still clear and charming.
She looks fresh and pretty...even prettier than the bride.
The man who had an indifferent expression a second ago suddenly did a 180-degree turn and raised his arms high: "Sister Ziru..."
Wang Ziru secretly groaned in her heart. The more she didn't want the news of the Wang family's wedding to spread, she didn't expect that it would spread to the county town.
With a faint smile on her face, she stood outside the gate of the yard, as if waiting for distinguished guests.
"Today is a workday. Did you take a day off to come here?"
Han Dixing followed Wang Zonghao and walked quickly to the gate of Wang's courtyard. With a warm smile on his face, he adjusted his glasses and said, "I knew in advance that Zonghao was getting married, so I had to come and drink this glass of wedding wine. Besides, I wanted to come and drink the wedding wine five years ago."
The brat even deliberately mentioned that the Wang family held a wedding to marry off their daughter five years ago.
Wang Zonghao knew that this distinguished guest was able to come because of his sister's relationship with the Han family, and laughed, "No problem! Since you are here today, I will treat you to a drink until you are drunk."
The bride and dozens of members of the Chen family were stunned.
Someone recognized Han Dixing as the boy from the Han family, so they came over and asked, "Are you the boy from the Han family?"
"Well, you still remember me."
"You also came to our village to play when you were a child. I was wondering why you looked so familiar." An old lady in her seventies said with a kind smile, looking at Han Dixing with her old eyes without blinking, as if she never got tired.
The village women of the Wang family who were helping to prepare the banquet, upon hearing the old man's words, immediately understood that this distinguished guest was actually the brother-in-law of Wang Ziru's former husband's family.
"Zong Hao! What are you doing? The wedding party is waiting for you." Chen Pingping's second uncle shouted loudly while standing outside the Chen family's door.
When Wang Dongsheng saw the distinguished guest coming to his house, he hurried over to greet him.
Seeing that it was Han Dixing, the third son of the Han family, Wang Dongsheng looked a little embarrassed. He quickly looked at his daughter and said in a slightly reproachful tone: "We country people are not presentable at banquets. Why did you tell the Han family..."
"Dad! I was the one who hired this kid." Wang Zonghao couldn't bear to see his sister being wrongly accused again.
Wang Dongsheng thought for a moment and said with a smile, "Zonghao, please invite the three boys into the house to warm themselves by the fire."
"Nothing, uncle, you're busy." Han Dixing stood beside Wang Ziru in an orderly manner. He then noticed that the Chen family had a large red lantern hanging high up and a festive couplet about marrying off a daughter. He asked curiously, "What a coincidence! Two families in the village are holding weddings on the same day?"
Wang Dongsheng was embarrassed to explain.
With his old face, he simply didn't have the face to see anyone from the Han family again.
How could they have the nerve to tell the other party that the Wang family could not afford the bride price and was prevented from getting married by the relatives of the in-laws?
At that time, the daughter was determined to cancel the marriage proposal from the Han family. The couple scraped together 500 yuan and went to the county town.
I originally wanted to wait a year or two, then return the remaining 500 yuan to the Han family.
Who would have thought that, although the Han family elders were upset, they did not ask the Wang family to return the one thousand yuan betrothal gift...
Wang Dongsheng will remember this kindness for the rest of his life.
"That's my father-in-law's house..." Wang Zonghao scratched his head and turned to look at his sister. He was interrupted by Han Dixing, and the issue of the bride price was still not resolved.
"Zong Hao, come here." Chen Pingping's aunt was very proud now.
Seeing that Wang Zonghao has invited a relative who is more powerful than the God of Wealth, what is a 200 yuan betrothal gift?
The Chen family is still timid.
Wang Zonghao walked over with a proud look on his face, as if he was walking on a golden road. He glanced at Pingping and her aunts with contempt, "What else do you want to do?"
"It's getting late. Your Wang family's wedding party will have to go around the outside of the village soon. Zong Hao, go ask your relatives from the county for help. Hurry up and get the business done." The person who said this was Chen Pingping's eldest aunt.
"Aunt! Pingping followed me out. Do you think she can come back if she doesn't enter the Wang family's gate today?"
"You little bastard! Do you think you can make Ping Ping never get married?"
Under the vicious questioning of Chen Pingping's aunts, Wang Zonghao raised his hands and said, "Okay! Then you can let Pingping go back to her parents' home. I, Wang Zonghao, don't have to get married. It's not like I can't find a girl to marry in the future. There's no need for me to suffer the anger of you Chen family relatives when the day of marriage comes."
Chen Pingping didn't expect Wang Zonghao to say such a thing. She rushed over, grabbed Wang Zonghao's suit collar and started beating him wildly.
"I told you not to talk nonsense, I'll spank you..."
"Pingping, save your energy. The most important thing now is to get Zonghao to give the betrothal gift!"
Chen Pingping was immediately scolded by several aunts for beating the groom in public.
Over there, Han Dixing felt that the Wang family's wedding was not going smoothly. After a pause, he turned his head and asked, "Sister Ziru, what are they doing? Are they waiting for an auspicious time before the wedding party sets out?"
Wang Ziru thought that the betrothal gift was not a strange thing, so she briefly explained the matter to him.
Han Dixing was very smart. Although his family lived in the county town, they still had many relatives in the countryside. He had seen and heard of many absurd marriages in the countryside.
Looking at the two parties in a stalemate, he quickly realized that a wedding farce was unfolding before his eyes.
After a slight surprise, the thin figure quietly walked out of the gate of Wang's courtyard, walked straight to Wang Zonghao, and smiled: "Zonghao, is there anything I can help you with?"
"No, no, no, you are here to attend a wedding today. I have to make sure you come happily and go back to the county town after the wedding." Wang Zonghao did not hesitate at all. He waved his hands but his eyes were firm, as if to say that even if he had to snatch this daughter-in-law away, he would definitely snatch her back to the Wang family.
Chen Pingping's uncles all spoke at once:
"This brat Zonghao wants to marry our daughter without giving us a dowry?"
"How can the Wang family do things this way?"
"Can you have some backbone and give the betrothal gift to the Chen family like a man? If you can't, just give me a straight answer!"
I don’t know which uncle of Chen Pingping spoke so harshly. On the spot, Wang Zonghao was so angry that his chest was heaving, and he was about to compete with some elders.
Wang Ziru saw that the Chen family had ulterior motives and thought she could get some money from Han Dixing, an outsider.
After seeing this scene clearly, Wang Ziru turned around and asked someone to call Baoer out, "Baoer, come with mom."
"Mom, where are we going? When will my uncle marry Pingping back to the Wang family?" The little guy was holding his beloved little windmill in one hand and a piece of fruit candy in his mouth. Suddenly, he was being held by his mother, like a little tool.
Wang Ziru raised a finger and said "tsk", then walked over with Bao Er in hand, "Zong Hao!"
"Sister, why did you bring Baoer out?" Wang Zonghao became anxious when he saw his elder sister holding his little nephew, not knowing what she was trying to do.
Wang Ziru glanced at the bride who was being manipulated by her family like a puppet, then slowly withdrew her gaze and said in a contemptuous tone, "Zong Hao, since your marriage cannot be completed, I am also tired, so I will take the child home now."
"No, sister, you can't leave. You still have to marry me."
"What the hell do you mean by marriage? The Chen family doesn't want to marry their daughter sincerely, and you still want to stand here and let the whole village laugh at you? Zhang Kang's bride is about to arrive at the Zhang family! You are not afraid of being outdone, but I don't want to be stepped on."
"I..." Wang Zonghao's mouth trembled violently with anger. He turned to look at the bride, "Pingping, say something? As long as you say one word, if you feel that marrying me, Wang Zonghao, is unfair, I will immediately let the wedding party go back to the Wang family."
Chen Pingping's eyes were red, she bit her fingers and cried, "I'll marry! I'll marry now..."
Han Dixing, who was standing aside, had a complicated look. How could such a big deal be caused by just getting married?
However, because Wang Ziru used this trump card, the Chen family had to give in and no longer demanded a dowry from the Wang family. Instead, they required Wang Zonghao to separate immediately after the marriage.
"In the future, Wang Zonghao, you must give every cent of your monthly salary to Pingping." The mother-in-law said viciously, waving her hand, wishing she could send her son-in-law to death on the spot.
The Chen family's chief steward finally showed up, and with a happy face he called on the wedding party to go to the main hall and move all the dowry to the road outside, and tie it up tightly with the round sticks as thick as bowls and ropes they brought.
Finally, a string of firecrackers was lit outside the Chen family's door, and the crackling sound echoed throughout half of the village.
Wang Ziru asked Baoer to go back and play with Zhuzi, and went into the house to pick up the bride.
Han Dixing saw that Baoer didn't want to leave. He looked up at the strange uncle with his little face, smiled, squatted down, and asked, "What's your name?"
"My name is Baoer. Uncle, do you know my mother?"
The little guy is not shy at all. He has been hanging out with his dad recently and has become a lot braver.
Han Di stroked the boy's head gently, looking at his beautiful features. "Uncle, I knew your mother before. By the way, where is your father? Who is he?"
"Dad went to Uncle Zhang's house to help with the wedding."
"Uncle Zhang? There's another wedding today?"
"Yes, Uncle Zhang lives in Qinglong Village, which is very close to Longwang Village. It only takes an hour to walk there. Uncle, do you want to go to Uncle Zhang's house?"
Han Dixing held back his laughter and held the boy's hand, "Uncle will go to Uncle Zhang's house again in the future."
When Wang Zongming led the little guy to the gate of Wang's courtyard to wait for the wedding procession, he came out to greet Han Dixing and invited him in for tea. "The wedding procession still has to go around the outside of the village. Come in for tea first."
"Do you still want to go around the village? That's okay, big brother, don't be so polite. Just do your thing. I'll stand here and wait for the wedding procession."
Wang Ziru and her cousin walked in the front, with the bride following closely behind them, and behind them followed several relatives of the Chen family who came to send off the bride.
The wedding procession carried the dowry, thermos, wedding quilts and other things and left the village with music and dance. The procession kept moving forward until it reached the fork in the road leading to Qinglong Village and then turned back to the village.
Here, the wedding procession coming out of Longwang Village, accompanied by a lively atmosphere of music and drums, was just about to reach the fork in the road.
Wang Ziru saw a wedding procession coming from the direction of the town. She looked closely and saw that the person walking in the front carrying the dowry was her husband, Zhai Ximo.
"Is it such a coincidence?"
The head of the Wang family's wedding procession also saw the wedding procession coming up ahead. He knew without even having to guess, "No way, we're actually running into the Zhang family's wedding procession!"