Era Space: The darling of the rough man is sweet and flirtatious

Chapter 203 For my wife?

The captain's face was flushed, big beads of sweat pattered on his clothes along the corners of his temples, the corners of his mouth were wide open, he rushed to Song Yi in a few steps, and patted him on the shoulder vigorously.

"Good boy, ah, bring back [-] sewing machines for me without saying a word, and go for the exclusive supply! The factory building of your production team has not been built yet, and the sewing machines came first!"

The team leader has changed from a scholar to a rough man, and he has done a lot of farm work, so his strength is naturally inexhaustible.

Song Yi was shaken by the photograph, and raised his eyebrows, "What kind of sewing machine, where can I get a sewing machine?"

Dazed to be dazed, happy is also really happy.

No matter where it came from, it belongs to his third team anyway!
"Yeah? Don't you know?" The team leader took out a piece of paper and unfolded it for him to read. "Look, it's on the way. It will be delivered to the commune in a few days. Let's organize commune members to pick it up!"

There were also captains of other production teams who came to the banquet. When they heard the news, they were shocked and rushed up to surround the captains.

"How much? Thirty?!"

"Is it from the entire brigade!"

"When will it arrive, I will organize people to go over and pull it back!"

"Tsk, what are you doing, don't talk about me! You guys are so excited! Let me go!"

The secretary smiled and watched the team leader being tossed around, took the new thermos and enamel washbasin brought by the two to register the gift list, and took out two red envelopes with their names written on them and put them on the table.

He walked up to Song Yi with a smile and said a few words of blessing, then took out a letter from his pocket and handed it to Song Yi, "Miss Meixia sent it from Hong Kong."

The joy on Song Yi's face faded immediately, "I don't want to watch it."

He managed to marry a daughter-in-law, and then got involved with Yang Meixia. Isn't that courting death?

The secretary laughed, and raised the front of the envelope to his eyes, "It doesn't matter whether you read it or not, it's not written for you."

"Oh." Song Yi glanced at the envelope with a more complicated expression, "Is it for my wife?"

Written for him, he can simply pretend that he has never heard of it.

To my wife...

It's not easy for him to deal with it privately, the ghost knows what Yang Meixia will write in the letter...

He took the letter into his pocket and had no choice but to put it away first.

"Go, go, what's the matter with you, the sewing agency." The team leader cursed and flattened the clothes that had been torn by the production team leaders, and put on a straight hat. "It's clearly written on it, the third production team, don't be greedy!"

The production team leaders sighed together, expressing their envy and hatred towards Song Yi.

"Where did you get it, tell us about it?"

"Good boy, thirty, thirty!"

"Tsk, hey, why don't we have two outstanding talents like Lin Yuzhu in our team, huh? Give me the whole workshop for the superiors to pay attention to?"

"Don't say it, don't say it, besides, I feel sour after drinking the wedding wine."

They started attacking Song Yi again, begging for directions.

"I don't know, I really don't know." Song Yi spread his hands, with some doubts in his eyes.

If he had to talk about any important person he met recently, it was probably the old chief Hong from the Xiao family.

Playing chess made him vomit blood, and his mouth was broken.

The old chief asked him about the situation of the production team and knew that he was short of sewing machines, but he was not sure whether they came from him.

Seeing that it was almost time for people to come, the Song family brothers greeted everyone to sit down, went to the backyard to check the situation on the stove, and decided to hold the banquet.

Song Yi walked through the main room and returned to the room excitedly. When he opened the door, he rushed up and hugged Lin Yuzhu, "The sewing machine problem is settled!"

Lin Yuzhu raised her eyebrows, curious, "How did you solve it?"

"I don't know. Just now the captain said that there are [-] sewing machines that will be delivered directly to the commune. They will be delivered in a few days. Let's organize people to pick them up!"

"Oh? And this good thing about sending charcoal in the snow?" Lin Yuzhu smiled and pinched his nose, "You are so happy."

Song Yi sat down and held her hand tightly, smiling so much that his eyebrows and eyes were bent.

I told her about my conjecture, and the two of them analyzed it, and they felt that it was almost the same.

"Let's go, let's eat." He patted his thigh, and his happy expression froze for a moment.

Lin Yuzhu noticed his hesitation, "What's wrong?"

He frowned, feeling a little distressed, and looked at Lin Yuzhu cautiously, "Let me first declare that I have been busy with the production team and your affairs recently, and have nothing to do with other women."

"Huh? I know."

"Here you are, a letter from Yang Meixia to you."

Song Yi reluctantly took out the letter and handed it over.

Lin Yuzhu shook her head and laughed, got up and sat on his lap, held his face and kissed his lips.

"I trust you and have confidence in myself, so I won't think about it, okay? Put her letter first, I'm so hungry"

Song Yixuan's heart suddenly brightened, and he smiled with relief, "Daughter-in-law, let's go and eat!"

When Song Yi took Lin Yuzhu to the main room, the cold dish had already been served.

The Song family didn't show off, nor could it afford to show off. Like most wedding banquets, there were two plates of fried fish cubes with sweet potato flour.

Among the brothers and sisters-in-law of the Song family, only brother Song and sister-in-law Song served at the table, and the others were busy working on the stove in the backyard, and it was Song Yi's brothers who passed the dishes.

The newcomer sat at the main table, and the captain and secretary had already had a drink with some uncles.

Seeing a couple of newcomers approaching, the secretary hurriedly waved, "Come here, congratulations, you two will win glory for our Red Star Bridge in the future!"

The team leader didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Tsk, Old Song, do you mean you're arresting the couple?"

Lin Yuzhu is absolutely not in the limelight at this time, just use the four words [shy and timid] steadily.

Just eat quietly and obediently, and Song Yi will answer.

The twelve-course meal was a bit richer than the previous engagement.

Stewed duck with bamboo shoots, three-cup chicken, stewed grass carp with basil, scrambled egg skin with pepper, braised lion head, braised eel section, braised pork with preserved vegetables, fried chicken and duck with sour pepper, fried tofu with fungus and fried pork slices, homemade tofu with green and red peppers, Tapioca balls, loach tofu soup.

The staple food is sweet potato rice.

Lin Yuzhu buried her head in her meal, and when the dishes were halfway served, the groomsmen came up with liquor bottles.

Song Yi patted her arm lightly and brought her a cup.

The elders and the younger are orderly, first respect the elders at the main table and the cadres of the brigade, and then go from the round table in the main room to the sunba.

"Xiao Song and Xiao Lin, grow old forever!"

"Six brothers and six sisters-in-law, a happy marriage for a hundred years!"

"Third captain, give birth to a precious son early!"

Table by table, Lin Yuzhu inevitably had to express at each table, and she drank more than two taels at one table, and she had already poured it according to her drinking capacity.

It's just that the wine bottle in her hand contained boiled water mixed with a little white wine.

People who know how to drink can tell that it's not liquor by looking at the rim of the glass in her hand, but everyone doesn't expose her.

What the bride can't drink, the groom can drink instead.

Song Yi only drinks one and a half cups per table, and if someone pays back, there will be a best man team to stop the drink.

After a lively meal for two hours, Lin Yuzhu was full and had nothing to do, so she presumed that she was drunk and went back to her room.

Song Yi stayed with the guests outside until dinner, the second round of banquets.

Most of the guests who came at night were from the village, and the bridesmaids and the mother and daughter of the Lin family also came to the banquet. The young people were laughing and boisterous, even more lively than at noon.

Lin Yuzhu was coaxed to drink two bowls of rice wine, returned to the main table and managed to finish the meal, lightly pulled Song Yi's clothes, leaned over and whispered, "I'm dizzy, I'm going back to my room first."

Song Yi got up and greeted everyone, led her back to the room, lit a red candle, and helped her to the bed.

"You rest first, I may have to come back later."

"Well, you go." Lin Yuzhu rubbed the space between her brows, "Don't drink so much."

Song Yi laughed, leaned down and kissed her, and said in a low voice, "I finally waited until today, so I won't drink so much with them...I have to come back as soon as possible to accompany you."

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