There is a saying that goes, even if you carry a pig's head, you can't even worship at the temple gate.
Sometimes you want to use connections, and you have prepared gifts and money, but unfortunately you can't get through to that connection. All you can say is that knowing where the connections are is a demonstration of your ability.
It was easy for Li Weihua, but extremely difficult for Yin Gan.
Uncle An Zhenbang is indeed well-connected in both the black and white worlds, but after all, he has so many relatives and nephews around, so Yin Gan feels embarrassed to ask for help from him.
People are divided into different levels of closeness and distance. He can’t even take care of his own children, so how can his nephew have the face to use his connections?
Having received so much care from the Xiang family, Yin Gan truly considered himself a member of the Xiang family. When he went to pick up the bride, he didn't even call them uncle or aunt, but just called them dad and mom.
As soon as he said this, Xiang Lili, who had reacted, glared at him fiercely.
The guests were all amused, and someone who spoke frankly said, "He hasn't even had a drink of tea yet. Old Xiang, hurry up and give him a red envelope. Has the new son-in-law enjoyed the hot tofu?!"
So anxious!
Yin Gan touched the back of his head and smiled foolishly, feeling a little embarrassed, but he didn't refute it out loud.
He was indeed anxious to have a wife to marry and love. As long as this deal was done, he could let Xiang Lili live a good life.
You have to apply to set up a unit first, and then recruit employees based on their qualifications to get on the right track.
He heard that Yuanhang Shipping Company went bankrupt and the ancestral business inherited by his father Yin Zhijian was squandered, but Yin Gan felt that he could do better than that bastard with his own abilities.
Isn’t it the ancestral home in Shanghai?
He will definitely be able to get it back and return to the home where he lived with his grandparents when he was a child.
At that time, let Xiang Lili become a rich wife and hire a few aunts to help with housework. She only needs to pursue her dream wholeheartedly.
If you want to work, go to your job and do your best. If you don’t want to work, just take a good rest at home.
Everyone was making a fuss, but in the end, the groomsmen brought by Yin Gan stuffed them with red envelopes and candies, and then they all smiled and kept saying nice things.
In fact, everyone knows that there is not much money in the red envelope, but everyone cares about sharing in the joy.
Looking at Xiang Lili, who was sitting on the bed shyly and brightly, Yin Gan's eyes almost fell on her.
He didn't expect that his wife, the future mother of his child, would be so beautiful. She usually doesn't make up and has no makeup on, but now with a little powder and lip balm, she looks as beautiful as a fairy.
The obsessed Yin Gan looked like a pig, and the groomsmen next to him couldn't bear to look at him.
They quickly woke him up. If they continued watching, the people watching nearby would spread his fame throughout the county. They could just go home and watch it slowly at night!
Zhang Jidi touched her daughter's hand and was reluctant to let her go. She choked with sobs and couldn't speak. She just handed Xiang Lili's hand to Yin Gan.
The twin girls, a boy and a girl, were raised from childhood to adulthood. Their health was not as good as others, and we were afraid that we would not be able to support them. Now they are about to become the daughter-in-law of someone else's family.
Although she was more and more satisfied with her son-in-law the more she looked at him, she still couldn't help feeling sad when she got married.
Xiang Hongqi gave her a solid arm to lean on: "Don't cry, mother of your child. She's just getting married two buildings over. Let's go see our daughter right away."
The atmosphere that Zhang Jidi had created was immediately blew away, and he blinked away tears, not knowing how to fall.
Yes, they are just two buildings away. What’s the point of crying? The couple might have a quarrel, and the father-in-law might slap Yin Gan in the face before he can react.
Bah, bah, bah, where did the quarrel come from?
In the future, the two of them will definitely live in harmony and love each other, without any minor conflicts or even quarrels.
Zhang Jidi's desire to cry for his wedding was ruined by this interruption, and Zhang Aihua, who was holding back her tears, cried even more sadly.
But she didn't cry for more than two minutes. Xiang Mianmian kept comforting her aunt with soft words, fearing that something might happen to her.
Crying is a very exhausting thing. Don't hurt your aunt's body. My sister's happy life in the future has just begun. Everyone should smile.
I don't know where this custom of crying at weddings came from, as marriage is supposed to be a happy occasion.
Taking advantage of this gap, Yin Gan quickly carried the bride on his back and ran away, leaving a few groomsmen to distribute wedding candies, dried sweet potatoes, pumpkin seeds, etc. to everyone.
He put his wife on the horizontal bar of the bicycle as if he was kidnapping a bride. Yin Gan was very proud and rode the horse at full speed. He held his head high and chest out to remind his wife to sit properly, and then he rode the bicycle with all his strength.
Instead of going directly to his house, he went around the family compound, walked around it, and came in through the back door.
If two houses are too close, there is usually a rule that you must walk further away, and then come in from another direction without going back.
There was no sign of Yin Gan's fatigue as he was still settling accounts at three in the morning. At this moment, he was embracing his beautiful woman with bubbling happiness.
All the hardships of supporting a family were nothing at this moment. I ran around outside with a thick face, and drank until I vomited after three rounds of drinking while trying to build relationships.
As long as there is the warmth of home, these are all nothing.
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