National Tide 1980

"Xiaoran, I've said it before, you have a destiny, a good destiny! Sooner or later, this day will come!"

"Sisters, I wish you a happy life in the United States! Let's do one!"

"Hey, this is all nonsense! Is there anyone who is not happy after arriving in the United States? I don't have this fate. I said we should go back together. It's because our family is not virtuous enough and has no relationship with the United States. I always wonder, what happened to our family back then? Ancestor, why don’t you think about it and settle in the United States?”

"Hahaha……"

Centered on the bride and groom, there was a burst of laughter.

However, just when Mi Xiaoran was enjoying the glory like stars holding the moon.

Just when she was leaning against Zhao Hanyu with a smile on her face to receive the blessings from her relatives and friends.

Just when she was secretly scanning the whole place with her eyes, silently looking for Ning Weimin's figure, and even looking forward to seeing Ning Weimin's disappointed look.

The real situation was far from what she expected.

Because in the most remote corner of the wedding banquet, Ning Weimin and Zhang Shihui occupied a small table, changing cups and cups according to their old habits, eating and drinking happily.

The small round table has been filled with macaroni, fried sausages, bacon rolls, sandwiches, veal tenderloin, fried onion rings, stir-fried shrimps, boiled chicken, braised meatballs, assorted fried rice...all kinds of delicacies.

In addition, there is a bottle of Maotai liquor and four cans of Fanta soda, which are also placed majestically in the center of the round table.

The most interesting thing is that Ning Weimin is not the one who can't stand today's scene.

On the contrary, it was Zhang Shihui who became the groom's official and had just traveled to the south to get married and returned from a long journey.

The reason is very simple, nothing more than this kid's jealousy. He probably thought that Mi Xiaoran's wedding was more grand than his wedding, so he couldn't help but say weird things.

"Hey, look, look! The bride is so happy. Isn't it so beautiful to marry an American? I really don't know if I can eat cabbage salad when I get to the United States!"

Ning Weimin did not support him, but looked at him with contempt.

"Screw you. You're a little carried away. Have you forgotten how you made a fuss in the first two days of your wedding?"

"And at least you have to be realistic. The U.S. economy is currently stronger than ours. People like us have living standards of the middle and lower classes in the Western world. This cannot be denied."

"What's wrong with Americans? They have good social welfare, and even homeless people have no worries about food and clothing. They drink and eat meat every day. Who eats cabbage salad!"

Zhang Shihui didn't blush at all, but continued to make strong arguments.

"Tch, just let other people's ambitions destroy your own prestige. How about the living standards of the middle and lower classes in the West? If you want to go to the United States, you have to be a small business owner. Besides, even if the United States is very good, what a good thing If you get tired of eating it, you can’t help but want to take a few bites of cabbage heart!”

Ning Weimin was really convinced by him and shook his head helplessly.

"Okay, okay, don't forget, the groom's family owns a restaurant. So what do you want to eat? Cabbage heart, you can think of it?"

Now Zhang Shihui became a gourd.

But just when he was thinking of words to respond, there was a lot of noise and laughter surrounding the bride and groom in the distance.

Under the booing of many young people, Zhao Hanyu had no choice but to hug Mi Xiaoran and give her a kiss in public.

In this way, those who were making noises were willing to let them go, and toasted to the dignitaries and elders one by one.

Suddenly, Zhang Shihui said something else.

"Oh, look, this hasn't even reached the United States yet, and it's all foreign style!"

"Look, that boy named Zhao is still waving. He thinks he is Leighton Stuart..."

"Look at the bride! She looks good in a wedding dress, but why does my mind keep wandering about the way she looks with her sleeves on and her abacus..."

This time Ning Weimin couldn't help it anymore and burst out laughing.

"You are so damn capable, so mean! You said that since you got married, your temper has become smaller and your mouth has become broken. Let your wife take care of it, right? I'm almost pissed off by you."

Unexpectedly, Zhang Shihui started to wink and look confused.

"Hey, you have such a big heart, why don't you act with me? After all this, tell me the truth, do you regret it? Are you feeling sore? I'm afraid it's not for me. From my perspective, you do regret it. Let a national treasure be lost overseas."

Ning Weimin looked at him and became angry.

"What are you talking nonsense about? Are you joking like this? How dare you say such nonsense?"

"I don't have any ghosts in my heart. How can I be afraid of others hearing me?"

"Bullshit, brother, I'm not like you. I've always been inconsistent with my words and deeds. Do you need me to say it again? We are just colleagues and neighbors, just like brothers and sisters. Besides, I won't hang myself from a tree. Damn it. What’s the point of getting married? Dude is a person with big ambitions.”

While talking, Ning Weimin also offered food to Zhang Shihui.

"Hey, eat, eat, you can't stop your mouth with so much food. I'm not telling you, but we also have some moral character, okay? Eat and drink while others are eating, so don't always scold the cook when you're full and sincerely cause trouble for others. It’s about that.”

Zhang Shihui took hold of this.

He couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, curled his lips, and said nothing more.

This topic ends here.

Immediately afterwards, Ning Weimin took the initiative to pour a glass of Maotai for Zhang Shihui.

"Hey, let's talk about something serious. You're married now, you're in the limelight, and you're having fun. What are your plans for the future? Qiao Wanlin transferred to the service bureau as soon as he said it. You have to make an idea quickly. Ah. Do you want Lao Qiao to help you adjust your work and continue to live like a rich man? Or do you want to work with me? Just give me some confirmation..."

Unexpectedly, it was a good thing not to mention this matter. As soon as it was mentioned, Zhang Shihui started to gnash his teeth with an exaggerated expression.

"Well, I'm worried about this too. This multiple-choice question is difficult. The iron rice bowl means everything is in charge, but it's just boring. It's fun for us two brothers to make money together, but just taking this step, I I’m also afraid that my family will have a hard time with it. It’s easy to resign, but if there is a change in the policy, I won’t be able to back down. That would be a fool’s errand..."

Ning Weimin is the most annoying person.

He had been talking about this for a long time, and seeing that Zhang Shihui still didn't have the right answer, of course he was a little annoyed.

"Come on, sugar cane is not sweet at both ends. If you don't believe me and don't even have the courage, just pull it down. I also tell you that you only have one chance. If you pass this village, there will be no shop like this. Don't regret if you miss it. That’s fine, don’t say in the future that I won’t hold you back…”

To say that people can be so mean sometimes.

Seeing Ning Weimin's words, Zhang Shihui's attitude suddenly declined.

"Don't quit, look at you, why are you in such a hurry! I'll mess with you! Of course I have to do it with you! How can I not believe you! But, your attitude is almost meaningless, there's no way you can be a virtuous person. You look thirsty? Liu Bei even knows how to visit the thatched cottage three times. Why are you annoyed when I complain to you and talk about my difficulties? You don't even say a word to persuade me to stay? I am meticulous, but you are not mean enough."

Ning Weimin almost lost his temper.

"I'm not interesting enough? I'm good at everything, but I'm not careful about making friends. I have to coax you to make you rich, right? You feel too good about yourself. How about we forget it, I'm not lacking in strategizing Zhuge Liang just needs someone who can listen to his orders. It looks like we can’t pee in the same pot..."