Sang Feiyu saw a red paper from afar, which read, "Warmly celebrate Comrade Huang Hai and Comrade Ruan Xi becoming revolutionary partners."
The family compound was quiet, and it didn't look like anyone was going to hold a wedding there.
A stirring revolutionary song blared from the wired loudspeaker, and for a moment, Sang Feiyu and the others thought they were still in the family compound in Fujian Province.
They didn't need to ask around; after walking for a while, they saw a house with many people helping out—some washing vegetables, some cooking, some tending the fire…
"It should be just ahead," Zhao Hui said.
The group walked over carrying large and small bags when suddenly someone called out, "Huang Hai, are your relatives visiting?"
Huang Hai's face was flushed all day. Although he hadn't been drinking, the occasional well-wishes from others made him blush.
He had met Zhao Hui and Sang Feiyu before, so he recognized them at a glance. "Grandma Zhao, Comrade Sang, you've arrived!"
"This must be my maternal grandfather."
Who is this?
“My man is Ning Zhiyuan,” Sang Feiyu introduced.
"Comrade Ning, my name is Huang Hai."
Huang Hai shook hands with Ning Zhiyuan and immediately invited them into the main room.
Today's wedding will be held in the main hall.
Some people were curious, "Who are they?"
“We are the bride’s family,” Sang Feiyu replied.
Wow, the bride's family brought so many things!
"Radio, blanket, washbasin, thermos..."
These are the things they can see; there are many more things they can't see.
In an instant, everyone cast envious glances their way.
"Wasn't it said that the bride's family members were all dead?"
"Why are so many of my family members here all of a sudden?"
"Keep your voice down. If they weren't the bride's family, why would they bring so many things?"
"That kid Huang Hai has really struck gold this time."
"The Huang family is good too. They got their job transferred to the Women's Federation of the government agency right after they got their marriage certificate, so the couple won't have to live apart anymore."
"Comrade Ruan already had a job; she swapped it with that comrade from the Women's Federation. Don't talk nonsense if you don't know the details."
Sang Feiyu glanced at the comrades who were speaking, and they immediately shut their mouths.
Ning Zhiyuan pulled her inside; Xiao Duomi had already gone with Zhao Hui to see the bride.
When Ruan Xi saw that Sang Feiyu's entire family had come to her wedding, her eyes welled up with tears. "You've all been so good to me!"
What surprised her most was that Ning Zhiyuan actually came this time!
Wearing that military uniform, standing in front of him, who would dare to bully her in the future?
Even Huang Hai's family members will have to think twice before trying to bully her in the future.
Sang Feiyu took out some lipstick and applied it to Ruan Xi, who instantly looked much more energetic.
"Xiao Xi, we've prepared a new outfit for you. Would you like to change into it?"
The new clothes they prepared were appropriate for weddings in this era—understated and unpretentious.
Ruan Xi fell in love with it at first sight, "Then I'll try it on."
"good."
Everyone left, leaving only Ruan Xi to change her clothes.
Ning Zhiyuan stood in the main room, and people came to talk to him one after another. Suddenly, someone recognized him and asked, "Your name is Ning Zhiyuan. Are you the sharpshooter?"
Ning Zhiyuan once visited their camp to serve as an excellent example.
"Yes." Zhao Hui answered for Ning Zhiyuan, who was too embarrassed to reply.
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