Lin Xi chose a good day for her wedding, and there was nothing wrong with it except that it was cold.
The wind is light, the clouds are clear and the sun is shining.
It was this wedding location...it almost made Sun Miao regret it.
It was in a village on the outskirts of their city. Fortunately, Sun Miao specially wore a new pair of pants. These new pants were covered with dust and had to be washed at least three times when he got home.
Sun Miao: "No, isn't Lin Yuanshan quite respectable? Why did he send his daughter to the village to get married?"
She was so angry that she called her stepfather-in-law by his full name.
There was a person riding a bicycle passing by. Judging from his attire, he was also here to attend the wedding. Upon hearing this, he slowed down his bicycle and rode parallel to Sun Miao and the others, acting very familiar.
"Are you also attending Director Lin's daughter's wedding?"
He called Lin Yuanshan politely. Sun Miao was feeling upset and was in no mood to call his cheap father-in-law any respectful title.
She pouted and pedaled hard: "Yes, I came to attend Lin Yuanshan's daughter's wedding."
After saying that, she muttered to herself, "I don't know why they wanted to hold the wedding in this place. It's really a hassle."
I don’t know if it’s because she spoke too bluntly or because Lin Yuanshan himself was not popular, but Sun Miao’s obvious disdain seemed to resonate with the person she was talking to.
The man who spoke to me laughed strangely.
Sun Miao: "What are you laughing at?"
"Don't get me wrong, comrade. I'm not laughing at you. I just think what you say is quite interesting."
Sun Miao: "I'm telling the truth. Who wouldn't hold a high-end wedding? But Lin Yuanshan is so good, he can't fool people like this. Isn't he just cheating people out of the gift money?"
Even though their family's share added up to only one cent, it was still money!
Her straightforward words made the person she was talking to so amused that he made an S-shaped bike.
The man coughed twice and said, "Big sister, you are wrongly accusing Lin Yuanshan. He didn't hold his daughter's wedding here to fool people."
With a sneer, the man continued, "He's just trying to please people."
Sun Miao perked up when he heard this: "Brother, from what you said, it seems like you don't like Lin Yuanshan either?"
"It's not that I look down on him." This person knew that he couldn't give others a chance to talk, but it was obvious from the fact that he called Lin Director one foot and then called Lin Yuanshan by his full name together with Sun Miao.
This person also has a grievance against Lin Yuanshan.
He had no intention of introducing himself, perhaps because he was afraid that Sun Miao would spread what he said, and then the well-known Lin Yuanshan would come after him to settle the score.
He simply went straight to the 'dry stuff'.
"Big sister, let me tell you, you may not know why Lin Yuanshan chose this place for his daughter's wedding. Well, in fact, it wasn't Lin Yuanshan who chose this place after all."
Li Yanhong, who had been silent the whole time, couldn't help but interrupt when she heard this: "No, he can't decide on his daughter's marriage anymore?"
The person who spoke smiled meaningfully: "Auntie, being able to make the decision and whether or not you want to make the decision are two different things."
"His daughter married the 'old' head of our factory's purchasing department."
When he said the word "old", he emphasized it.
The irony inside is self-evident.
"Our old section chief always said that one should never forget one's roots. No matter how long one stays away from home, one should never forget the place where one was born and raised."
He sneered, "Actually... it's just that he came from a poor background and now that he's successful, he likes to come back and act like a big shot."
"So Lin Yuanshan is really trying to curry favor with the old section chief. To curry favor with him, he's offered to hold the wedding in his hometown, the village in front. He's saying that no matter how good life gets, one shouldn't forget one's roots, but in reality... haha."
A cold laugh said it all.
Anyone could hear the hidden meaning in his words. In fact, Lin Yuanshan was just trying to save face for the old section chief, so that he would have a reason to come back to the village and show off when his old tree blossomed and he married a young wife.
Li Yanhong grimaced in disgust.
Su Lixuan whispered, "Shameless."
The person who didn't want to chat with him had sharp ears. After hearing Su Lixuan's comments, he said in agreement: "That's just shameless. Shameless. One or two of them are so old and still have no sex."
"He doesn't feel ashamed to marry a wife younger than his own daughter, and he even makes a big fuss about it."
He also muttered quietly, "If it weren't so hard to offend, I wouldn't be attending this rubbish wedding today. If anyone knows about it, people will laugh at me."
After saying that, he said goodbye to Sun Miao and the others, pedaled hard a few times as if to vent his anger, and rode away in a flash.
Lin Wenhui sat on the back of her bicycle, staring at the invitation in her hand again and again, her eyes complicated. If only her second brother hadn't noticed something was wrong with her, if only her second sister-in-law hadn't asked her to transfer her household registration, if only her mother hadn't gone to her father's house to help her...
Now, the one who has to marry an old man, be criticized and laughed at by others, and has to accept her fate of getting married in the countryside... is me.
Everyone has their own calculations, but no one will ask whether the person being used as a bargaining chip in the marriage is willing.
Are you willing to marry a man older than your father? Are you willing to have the wedding you have been looking forward to for who knows how many years held in an unfamiliar village and become a laughing stock?
No one knew what Lin Wenhui was thinking with her head down. But when the group rode to the door of the busiest house in the village and found out that the wedding would be held there, and then went into the yard with the invitation, everyone was a little amused.
Su Lixuan whispered to Li Yanhong, "Mom, you're right. It's neither Chinese nor Western."
Looking at everything in front of her, Su Lixuan guessed that this small invitation might be Lin Xi's last pride.
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