Chapter 86 The Belated Wedding Photos
Lu Xiangyang pointed to another cloth bag: "So you're not planning to take it?"
Lu's father quickly snatched the cloth bag, and glared at his unfilial son: "What's it to you!"
When I opened it, I was almost shocked: "W-why is it red?"
He found it hard to accept.
What's the point of him, a grown man, wearing a red shirt?
Lu's mother rolled her eyes at him: "You're really like a wild boar that can't eat fine food. It's such a waste of the beautiful clothes that Jia Ni made."
Jiang Jianni said, "These are called matching outfits, made especially for the two of you."
Moreover, it's not bright red, but dark red.
There are no fancy patterns on them. The cheongsam and Tang suit made from the same piece of fabric look like they were made by a couple.
Mr. Lu's face instantly turned red, and he stammered, "Really, clothes are clothes, why do you mean matching outfits?"
"Young people just mess around recklessly."
Suddenly, Lu's mother got angry. She snatched the clothes from his hand with a cold smile: "You don't want to wear matching outfits with me, do you? Fine, then don't wear them."
"I'll find someone else to wear it."
Mr. Lu, his face flushed with anger, said, "Hey, how can you be so domineering? I just said one sentence and it's a problem?"
"Besides, what's this about couples? That's something for young people."
“We’re both getting old, we’ll be in our coffins in a few days, why are we acting like young kids? Aren’t you ashamed?”
Not to be outdone, Lu's mother retorted: "Aren't you afraid of losing face? That's why I'll go find someone else..."
The elderly couple started arguing as they talked.
Jiang Jianni was dumbfounded: "Ah, this..."
She only gave him two pieces of clothing; how could that cause a marital conflict?
Lu Xiangyang remained calm: "Don't worry about them, it'll be fine in a bit."
He asked Jiang Jiani to push him to the table so he could see the couplets that Lu Ma had finished writing.
Jiang Jianni looked regretful: "I should have known better than to send the clothes..."
Lu Xiangyang: "They were like this when they were young, always arguing and bickering."
"Don't worry, they'll just keep arguing for a bit, they won't get physical, and everything will be fine once they're done arguing."
"Even if Lao Lu gets angry, at most he'll kick the table or the wall."
Not to mention that Lu's mother has suffered a lot accompanying Lao Lu all this time, Lao Lu may have a bad temper, but he is not the kind of person who would beat his wife and children.
Old Lu has a friend who, when things don't go well outside, comes home and beats his wife and children. As a result, his wife and children are beaten so badly they look like quails.
If the two hadn't helped each other on the battlefield, Lao Lu would never have associated with him again.
He despises people like that the most, thinking they're cowards.
So later, when this person's son grew up and got a job, he took his mother away and never came back. Old Lu was happy and said that his friend deserved his retribution.
Jiang Jianni asked Lu's parents about their younger days with great interest.
It is said that when the couple had their worst argument, Mr. Lu was so angry that he raised his hand high, but Mrs. Lu was not afraid at all. Instead, she pointed to her own face and asked Mr. Lu to hit her.
He said, "If you're so capable, then kill me. If not, then just keep quiet."
In the end, Lao Lu didn't manage to slap him, and in anger, he kicked the wall next to him.
As it turned out, she was wearing slippers at the time, and she kicked too hard, dislocating her big toe. As a result, Lu's mother had to take care of her for several days.
Jiang Jianni was so amused by the way the couple interacted that she almost burst out laughing: "Hey, speaking of which, I shouldn't have made a cheongsam for Mom."
"I only realized after I finished that it's so cold now, I can't wear a cheongsam at all."
I was so happy while doing it that I didn't think about this issue at all.
Although she wore long sleeves, this isn't the modern era where every household has heating and the room temperature is at least 20 degrees Celsius.
And there are no "bare leg" tights available now.
Wearing a cheongsam in this weather would really make you sick.
Lu Xiangyang smiled and shook his head: "No, the cheongsam is fine, she's actually very happy."
Lu's mother came from a wealthy family and had seen and experienced many fine things. She had also worn and used a lot of different items. Before marrying Lu's father, she already had her own aesthetic preferences.
For so many years afterward, she followed the mainstream in her clothing and appearance. Was it because she didn't want to?
No, it's because she didn't want to cause trouble for her family over something as trivial as clothing.
Lu Xiangyang thought of the photos his mother treasured of him in his youth, wearing Western-style dresses, and said softly:
“I could tell, she was genuinely happy.”
Jiang Jianni listened quietly, then suddenly remembered something: "Oh, I forgot to ask, isn't Zhao Nanguo going to start a wedding photography business? How are his preparations going? When will he open for business?"
Lu Xiangyang wasn't sure either: "It should be soon, right? It's been so long already."
"Old Zhao is a man of his word, and I guess he's been preparing for this all this time."
Jiang Jianni thought about how inconvenient everything was now. Some truly professional items weren't even available in a prefecture-level city like Pingyang, and she had to go to big cities to buy them.
If even major cities don't have it, we might have to pull strings to buy it from abroad.
There's also the matter of recruitment.
These days, it's not like you can just post a job ad online and get countless resumes.
You have to find everyone and everything yourself.
Let alone one or two months, sometimes the preparation work can take half a year or a year.
So you really can't blame Zhao Nanguo for being so inefficient.
Jiang Jianni said, "When his photography studio opens in the spring, let's find a way to get Mom and Dad to have their photos taken too."
Wearing cheongsams and Tang suits would be a perfect way to commemorate the couple's wedding anniversary.
Lu Xiangyang thought it was a good idea.
There's a saying: "Speak of the devil, and he shall appear."
They had just talked to Zhao Nanguo the day before, and the next day Zhao Nanguo came over carrying a large cardboard box.
Before he even entered the door, he started shouting, "Old Lu, Old Lu, Little Jiang, Little Jiang, come out quickly, your wedding photos are ready!"
Yes.
The efficiency of taking photos is so low these days.
Jiang Jiani had originally planned to hang up the photos when she got married.
Reality told her it was impossible; she should wait and see.
And so the wait has continued until now.
Jiang Jianni welcomed Zhao Nanguo in with delight: "Ah, boxes? So many?"
Zhao Nanguo put the box on the ground: "I can't just print out your wedding photos and call it a day."
"I need to put the frames back on."
"I'm going to be in this line of work eventually anyway, so I'll just practice on yours first."
That's incredibly offensive.
Lu Xiangyang nodded at him.
Jiang Jianni was stunned by the various sizes of picture frames and photo albums in the cardboard box: "You...you had these all made?"
Zhao Nanguo truly listened to advice.
He listened to everything Jiang Jianni had said.
The carving and lacquering of the frame are very detailed and exquisite, not much different from those of later generations.
The photo albums, limited by craftsmanship and materials, weren't as aesthetically pleasing as modern ones, but they still far surpassed those currently popular on the market.
Lu's parents, Lu Sitian, and the housekeeper all came over curiously to look at the wedding photos.
Zhao Nanguo wiped the sweat from his forehead and took out a few sheets of paper: "Here, Teacher Jiang, please sign this."
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