Golden Fishing Village

Ao Muyang thought about it and realized that it was time for him and Lu Zhizi to get married.

So he smiled and said, "Today is not good enough. It will be next year at the latest. Besides, I am not the protagonist today. Don't stare at me. Stare at Brother Dong. Have a good drink with him. He finally got married."

Ao Mudong's father, Ao Qianyang, was very happy. He brought a roasted chicken and said, "Come on, it's time. Let's drink."

The living room was bustling now. Four eight-immortal tables were put together, full of offerings. Facing the door, it was straightforward.

Ao Muyang looked at the offerings. They were rich, with no shortage of cigarettes, alcohol, sugar, and tea. There were a variety of vegetarian and non-vegetarian dishes. Corn, steamed buns, dough, cakes and other staple foods were complete. In addition, there were more than a dozen kinds of fruits, without any repetition.

Ao Qianyang was still placing offerings on the table, a piece of meat, a whole chicken, a whole duck, a whole goose, two large yellow croakers, and a number of small yellow croakers, which dazzled the people who saw it.

Ao Wenchang brought Su Xiuxiu to dinner. He looked at the offerings on the Eight Immortals Table and said, "Oh, Brother Dong, your family is quite extravagant. At that time, my family didn't even have half of yours."

Su Xiuxiu snorted and said, "Really? Why did I hear that your family also prepared a lot in advance and put a lot of things on display?"

Ao Wenchang understood what she was talking about, so he said vaguely, "Wife, let's sit down. Let's not block the road here."

"You wife shit." Ao Mudong patted his shoulder in a big way.

Ao Wenchang glanced at him and said, "You are lucky that your wife is not here, but I don't believe she will stay in the county town. I will tell her this when he comes back."

"Then she will laugh at you with me." Ao Mudong said happily.

A burly figure walked in. Ao Qianlai arrived.

Ao Qianyang was carrying a big pig's head and placing it in the center of the altar. Ao Qianlai happened to see it. He grinned and said, "Is this pig's head prepared for me?"

"No, it's prepared for my ancestors." Ao Qianyang said casually.

Ao Qianlai scratched his head and said, "Brother Yang, I'm embarrassed to say that."

He was Ao Mudong's matchmaker. According to local customs, after the marriage is settled, the man has to give the matchmaker a pig's head.

After hearing Ao Qianlai's words, Ao Qianyang said depressedly, "Don't talk nonsense. Didn't I send your pig's head a long time ago?"

Ao Qianlai said blankly, "I ate it. It's not enough. Can you send another one?"

Ao Qianyang knew that he couldn't argue with him, so he said, "Okay, okay, I'll remove the altar after the wedding, and then I'll give you the pig's head."

Ao Qianlai said happily, "That's great."

After eating at Ao Mudong's house, they had to go to Ao Fugui's house to eat.

Ao Mudong asked Ao Mupeng to take the responsibility of escorting his mother, and Ao Mubing to be the best man, while Ao Fugui's best man was Ao Muyang. Two couples, two best men.

The wedding customs were still the same. Except for the two couples holding the wedding together, the other procedures were the same as when Ao Wenchang got married.

The two motorcades set off. After picking up the brides, they did not go home, but went directly to the hotel in the town.

The weather was very good that day. One of the two brides had Jin Huizi acting as an elder, so the bride-picking was naturally smooth. The other family was also very easy to talk to. After a bunch of red envelopes were thrown in, the bride was picked up smoothly.

The motorcade returned to the hotel in the town. Ao Muyang sat in the car and looked out, vaguely feeling a little familiar.

When Ao Wenchang got married, he came here in the wedding car as a best man. Now he still remembers Ao Wenchang's fiancée, a girl named Bao Yuteng. Except for her good looks and figure, everything else was a mess.

When he got off the car, he asked the guest who lived in the town about the recent situation of Bao Yuteng's family. The man smiled and said that Bao Yuteng has not married yet.

Ao Muyang asked: "Is it because of the trouble my brother made at that time?"

The guest shook his head and smiled: "It's not just that thing, but that thing was indeed a big trouble. Later, no matchmaker was willing to take their family's work. There was no way. Bao Yuteng went to the city to work last year. She wanted to contact a young man by herself, but she didn't find a young man. Instead, she became a mistress for an old man. The old man's family called and almost demolished their building, which made the trouble even worse."

When the people around heard him talking, they asked: "Ha, you are talking about the old Bao family, right?"

"Whose family could it be besides theirs?"

The group of people discussed the gossip enthusiastically. Ao Muyang was not interested in such things. It happened that it was the groom's turn to enter the hotel, so he hurried to spread the sack on the groom's way.

Sacks were laid out on the road one after another. Ao Mudong held his wife and stepped on them happily. There was something special about this. Sacks connected together were called "carrying on the family line"...

The wedding of the two families together was even more lively. Moreover, few people from the bride's family came to Ao Mudong's side. If his family held it alone, it would be much quieter, just like Ao Qianlai's wedding at that time, which was inevitably not legitimate.

At this time, the two families held it together, and the specifications were much higher. There were 16 salutes alone. Each cannon had to fire six shots, and 96 shots were fired one after another, which made the surrounding people curse.

After the lively wedding, the two families had to return the gifts the next day. The two families gave gifts to the people who attended the wedding at that time.

The custom of the fishermen was to give buns and eggs. After Ao Mudong and Ao Fugui negotiated, moon cakes and fish slices were added. There are now two production lines in the village, one for seafood moon cakes and one for processing sea fish.

Ao Muyang was reading at home when the door was knocked. He thought someone was coming to return the greeting, so he shouted in the backyard: "Just come in, why are you knocking? This Magobi is being polite to me!"

As a result, after the door was opened, Lv Zhichao's voice rang out: "I'm not being polite to you, but shouldn't you have the proper etiquette?"

Ao Muyang stood up and said with a smile: "Oh, Secretary Lu? Sorry for not welcoming you in person."

Lv Zhichao said strangely: "Why are you being polite to me again?"

Ao Muyang smiled awkwardly, he was embarrassed to say that he had guessed the wrong person.

Lv Zhichao was indeed not polite. He saw a few green lotus pods piled in a corner of the yard, so he used a skillful knife to pull them apart and pick out the lotus seeds from them.

Looking at the lotus seeds, he asked, "There are lotus seeds now? Don't we have to wait until July?"

Ao Muyang smiled and said, "It's only half a month away from July. This year, the weather is hot and dry, so the lotus seeds came out early, but the lotus seeds are not full now. Someone picked them and sent them to my home."

Lv Zhichao said, "Lotus seeds in Ambergris Lake? That's great. I saw them during the dragon boat race a few days ago. The lotus and lotus flowers here are really good. You have protected the lake very well."

Ao Muyang said, "In fact, it's not just me who protects it. The whole village and even the surrounding villages are protecting it. Now it's regarded as a tourist attraction. By the way, Secretary Lu, try these lotus seeds. This is fruit lotus. You can eat it directly, but you have to pick out the lotus seed core. That thing can't be eaten."