Jiang Yi had been eagerly anticipating her wedding day, and it finally arrived.
Hua Xiangyun had already taken leave and returned home two days earlier. Today was her big day, and she got up early and made a fuss before finally changing into her brand-new Lenin suit.
In Hua Guangzong's words, one should follow the crowd and not stand out too much.
Tian Guihua disagreed. Her only granddaughter's wedding should be a joyous occasion. She thought the bright red dress Jiang Yi had bought earlier was nice and that's what a wedding should look like.
Hua Guangzong said, "Look how energetic you look. You can save that red dress for when you go to the Jiang family."
"I'll be taking an oath before a great man later, so a Lenin suit would be more appropriate."
Hua Xiangyun has never been particular about these things, and besides, what the old man said makes sense. She has to go with the flow, and such a simple and grand wedding is not bad.
As for that bright red dress, she felt that she would only wear it once today and would eventually put it away in her trunk. If Jiang Yi hadn't asked someone to bring it back from Haicheng, she would have wanted to return it herself.
Jiang Yi looked at the red dress on the kang (a heated brick bed) at home and touched his nose. He had asked someone to bring the dress back from Haicheng, but he forgot that the other person was a rough and uncultured man who only cared about buying a festive red dress and didn't even bother to choose a style.
I guess these are unsold items that people can't sell. When they see someone who doesn't know anything about the product come to their door, they have to quickly sell them off.
He's really seen something new – the ability to make a perfectly good dress look both gaudy and tacky.
But since they were trying to help out of kindness, what could I do but accept it, even if I had to hold my nose?
They wanted to find a suitable new outfit, but there wasn't enough time. The old man happened to come by that day and saw it. His disdain was quite obvious. He found a piece of cloth, went to a nearby village, and found a kind old lady to make him a Lenin suit.
Jiang Yi still feels extremely guilty when he thinks about it now. In these details, he is not as good as Hua Guangzong.
In later generations, wedding planning services would be so comprehensive that one wouldn't need to worry about these things at all; he was being too naive.
After taking a few more glances, I finally couldn't resist putting the dress directly at the bottom of the trunk, intending to use it as a base layer from now on.
Jiang Yin has been busy at home for two days. Today is the big day. What is this nephew doing hiding in his room?
"Ayi, you should get ready too, we're going to pick her up soon." The two families live close by, but the proper procedures can't be skipped, so Jiang Yi also found a few unmarried young men to go with him to pick her up.
Jiang Yi quickly smoothed his hair, looked in the mirror to make sure there were no mistakes, and then went out.
"Thank you for taking care of things at home, Auntie," Jiang Yi said, seeing people coming and going in the courtyard, with some young people already helping to set the tables.
Even if we simplify things as much as possible, it would still take four tables of relatives and friends from both sides.
"You've prepared everything so thoroughly, I'm just helping you check it out." Jiang Yin felt a little helpless; she just wanted to put in more effort, but she couldn't find the right approach.
Jiang Yi had prepared all the food and meat early on, and had also specially invited the restaurant's chef to cook. At most, she would just help greet the guests.
Besides, the Jiang family is small, consisting mainly of their own family, nephews, some friends and colleagues, and most of the others are relatives from the woman's side.
That's right, the wedding banquet will be held here in Jiang Yi's place. Once the bride is brought over, the two families will become one, and the wedding banquet will be held in this courtyard.
Jiang Yi, accompanied by several wedding party members, arrived at the Hua family home and, after several difficulties, finally managed to pick up his bride.
The three people with the three watches and one watch walked in front, followed by six quilts and several boxes... all led by others. The people in the courtyard looked on with envy.
Many people bring only two old clothes with them when they get married, and those who are better off at most bring a bed or blanket. They haven't seen anyone as well-prepared as Hua Xiangyun in many years.
Actually, all of this is obvious. Last night, Tian Guihua gave Hua Xiangyun a savings book that she kept hidden away. Inside was a lucky number, 6666.66, which was the old lady's blessing for her granddaughter's future, hoping that everything would go smoothly for her.
Hua Xiangyun was shocked when she first saw it. Who would give so much when their granddaughter got married?
He hurriedly tried to return the passbook, but Tian Guihua snatched it away and put it at the bottom of the box, saying, "This is a token of our love for you, your grandfather and I. This is what your father prepared for you."
After saying that, he pulled out another brand-new passbook from his pocket, which was one digit less, but still a lucky 666.66.
"This is too much." Ordinary families give a few dozen yuan to keep as a wedding gift for their daughters. How could they give so much?
Tian Guihua cupped her hand and placed the savings book in her palm. "You can keep this one out in the open. Sometimes we should keep some cards up our sleeves."
Besides, it's not much. Your grandfather and I saved a big shot back then, and he gave me a few goldfish when he left.
"The crackdowns were strict a few years ago, and we were afraid of getting into trouble, so we exchanged them all. What you have is just one portion. Don't worry, your brother and the others have some too."
Of course, the amount given is up to the two elders. They're lucky if they can get a settlement allowance for those two brats; it can't compare to their own little darling.
Hua Xiangyun had no doubt. She knew in her heart how chaotic things had been in previous years, and that the old man and woman's character might have actually helped others.
She could accept the money now and use it later when her parents needed it.
"Thank you, Grandma," Hua Xiangyun said without further refusing, as this was also a token of the old woman's appreciation.
Seeing her granddaughter accept it, Tian Guihua smiled and said, "That's right. Don't be shy with your grandma. I have something else for you. Wait a moment."
Before Hua Xiangyun could ask any questions, Tian Guihua quickly disappeared into the room.
When she reappeared, she was carrying an iron box and was accompanied by Xun Liangfen.
Seeing this, Hua Xiangyun quickly retreated to the side against the wall, giving them the spot by the kang (heated brick bed).
“This is your dowry from Grandma,” Tian Guihua said, glancing at Xun Liangfen before placing the box on the kang (heated brick bed). “These are things Grandma collected years ago. They can’t be worn now, but you can keep them; you might need them in the future.”
Before Hua Xiangyun could speak, Xun Liangfen craned her neck and asked, "Mother, what are all these things?"
If there's really something good, shouldn't we save it for our two grandsons?
I remember when Zhiping and Zhian got married, his mother never brought it out.
Tian Guihua opened the iron box, and Xun Liangfen felt heartbroken. After being a daughter-in-law for decades, she had no idea that her mother-in-law had so many good things.
Not only did she not get to touch the whole box, but now she's given it all to Hua Xiangyun.
"This..." Hua Xiangyun looked at the pile of jewelry and was somewhat surprised. "This is too valuable, I can't accept it."
Xun Liangfen was somewhat satisfied when she heard what she said; at least this child knew some boundaries.
How can a married girl take so much stuff with her?
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