The relationship between a mother-in-law and daughter-in-law is a complex art. Wang Chunxiu was worried that her daughter was too young to handle things properly, which would lead to chaos and make them a laughing stock.
"Mom, I know. I remember all the good things my mother-in-law has done for me. Don't worry." Zhou Qinglan nodded and agreed with her mother.
Zhou Mingyuan and his family arrived at the forest farm in the morning by motorcycle. As soon as they arrived, the driver drove them back to the bureau.
So the family stayed overnight, and the next morning, together with Sheng Xiping and his wife and children, they took a ride on the forest farm's vehicle to Songjianghe.
Upon arriving at Songjianghe Forest Railway Station, the group took turns carrying Xiao Xinhua and returned to the Zhou family home.
After settling Zhou Qinglan and the child in, Sheng Xiping and Zhou Mingyuan took their belongings and headed to the bureau's canteen.
The sixth day of the first lunar month was the wedding day of the eldest son of Zhao Yongsheng, the top official of the bureau.
Given Zhao Yongsheng's status, how could there be few people attending his son's wedding?
Leaders from various departments within the bureau, its subordinate forest farms, other bureaus, as well as Zhao's relatives and friends, all came to offer their congratulations.
Zhao Yongsheng's family lives in a public housing unit with two and a half rooms and a small courtyard, which is not enough to accommodate so many people.
So Zhao Yongsheng discussed with other leaders in the bureau and decided to use the bureau's canteen to hold his son's wedding banquet, as it was spacious.
Of course, it was only a matter of borrowing the location and manpower; the cigarettes, alcohol, sugar, tea, and ingredients for the banquet were all provided by the Zhao family.
Around 11 a.m., the newlyweds held their wedding ceremony, presided over by the vice chairman of the bureau's labor union.
Zhao Guangning wore a dark blue Zhongshan suit with a red flower on her chest and a broad smile.
The bride wore a red woolen top, black pants, and her long braid was tied up, with a red flower in her hair.
Weddings these days are simple, without so many procedures.
The officiant and witness gave speeches, and then the bride and groom, as instructed by the host, first bowed to the portrait on the wall, then thanked their parents, and finally thanked the guests, thus concluding the ceremony.
After the wedding ceremony, the kitchen was ready to serve the dishes.
The original staff of the government canteen, along with the helpers hired by the Zhao family, carried square trays and moved with light and agile steps, skillfully serving dishes to each table.
Zhao Yongsheng's identity imposed many restrictions on his extravagance, and in addition, there was a shortage of non-staple foods before the Lunar New Year, with some items being impossible to obtain even with ration coupons.
So, to be honest, the scale of today's banquet is really average, and it can't compare to the wedding banquets of Sheng Xiping and Chen Weiguo.
Of course, this is already quite good in town, and the guests who came to offer their congratulations were all very happy.
Before all the dishes were served, everyone started eating and drinking, playing drinking games, chatting and laughing, making it a very lively meal.
For the first half of the banquet, everyone sat in their seats and ate. But for the second half, many people started wandering around, chatting and drinking with acquaintances, or toasting the leaders.
Wang Jiachuan, Zheng Xianyong, Zhou Mingyuan, and Sheng Xiping happened to be sitting together.
Taking advantage of a break, the three of them led Sheng Xiping to toast Zhao Yongsheng.
"Old Zhao, congratulations! Guangning has found a good wife. If she gives birth to a big, healthy boy tomorrow, you'll be a grandfather!"
Wang Jiachuan was very familiar with Zhao Yongsheng, and it wouldn't be appropriate to call him "Secretary" on this occasion, so he addressed him as "Old Zhao."
"You don't need to rush. In two years, your eldest son will be looking for a wife, won't he?"
The son's wedding was a great joy for the Zhao family, and Zhao Yongsheng was so happy that he couldn't stop smiling.
Upon hearing Wang Jiachuan say that, Zhao Yongsheng quipped.
"Sigh, my little rascal doesn't even have a girlfriend yet. Expecting him to get married and find a wife? Who knows when that will be?"
Wang Jiachuan waved his hand dismissively and said.
"Xiping, now that you're here, why don't you go up and toast your Uncle Zhao?"
Wang Jiachuan deliberately pulled Sheng Xiping, urging him to come forward and speak.
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