Rebirth of the Great Era 1993

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The sun rose, passing through the gaps in the rafts and shining right on Zhang Xuan's face.

The old man who had stayed up all night was still trying to sleep, but in the next second he struggled and remembered that his eldest sister was getting married and there were still many things to do.

Zhang Ping is getting married.

Ruan Dezhi also rushed back from Shencheng despite his busy schedule.

This time he came back alone again, and his wife and daughter Yang Yingman and Yang Manjing didn't follow him.

Although Ruan Xiuqin had already expected this, he could not help but feel regret and ambiguity on his face.

However, Ruan Dezhi was very open-minded and comforted his sister by saying, "It's okay, sister, I'm back."

Ruan Xiuqin smiled, took her brother's hand and said, "Hey, you can do it when you come. Let's have a good drink tonight."

The aunt is also here, and the four sons of "Yunhua Fugui", except Yang Gui who is in Shanghai, are also here.

As soon as they met, Mrs. Hui pulled Zhang Xuan aside, quietly took out a Motorola BB camera from her bag and gave it to him: "Brother, I have completed all the procedures for this thing, you can just use it."

Oops!

Good guy!

It was such a precious thing that I was so willing to part with.

If you have money, you will be generous!

Zhang Xuan was shocked and said hurriedly: "No, no, sister-in-law, this thing is too expensive, I can't have it."

As if she had already guessed that he would refuse, Mrs. Hui was of a straightforward nature and said bluntly:

"Take it, you go to college, this is something your brother and I want. And with this thing, it will be easier for us to contact you in the future."

Yes, Zhang Xuan understands some words as soon as he hears them.

Thinking that they were going to Yangcheng to study at university, the couple was anxious. For the sake of peace of mind, they were holding on to each other for fear of losing their business!

After understanding the key point, Zhang Xuan could no longer be pretentious, and just joked in a complaining tone: "I am your brother, we are a family, you are making things too awkward."

After hearing this, not only was she not embarrassed, but her eyes were bright, and her enthusiasm became even higher.

Hui's sister-in-law smiled brightly and said: "We are a family, how are we separated? Okay, sister-in-law is going to help with things."

After saying that, he waved his hand and turned around and left, resolutely.

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Half a year ago, the old Zhang family was in a miserable state, and the smell of poverty could be smelled from far away, even dogs hated it.

At that time, when Zhang Ping got engaged, everyone in the village felt that it was the old Zhang family who had climbed onto the high branch of the Ouyang family.

The one everyone is envious of.

There were even women who were so jealous that their pants got wet when they saw the 4,000 gift from the Ouyang family.

But now, hey! Not to brag, many wives in the village get wet when they think of Zhang Xuan.

This is really a world where people’s hearts are in chaos, and it’s all caused by money.

In order to host this wedding banquet well, in order to give face to my mother and eldest sister.

Zhang Xuan directly paid for a scalper from the owner of the canteen across the street and killed more than 320 kilograms of good beef.

Then I bought dozens of fish from my cousin, probably weighing more than a hundred kilograms.

These days' rural banquets don't pay attention to fancy and balanced combinations, nor do they focus on nutritional combinations.

Everyone talks behind their backs about whose bowl is bigger and who has more bowls.

Is it twelve bowls? Is it sixteen bowls? Or eighteen bowls?

Or the twenty-two most luxurious bowls in the village?

What do people who eat at the banquet care about, whether the meat is big or not, whether the fat is thick or not, and whether the meat tube is full?

What kind of wine is it and is it enough to drink?

What brand of cigarette is it? Or in bulk?

In the festive gift bags distributed, how many pieces or handfuls of wedding candies are there? Do you have hand towels? Are there melon seeds and peanuts? Are there any hard-boiled eggs?

To be more mean, do you have any glutinous rice cakes?

If you don't stuff the gaps between people's teeth and make their belly round, you can just wait to be criticized.

Those chattering women, three to five or five in a group, can talk about you behind your back for several years. They will pull you out and beat you to death when there is a happy event in other families, ensuring that you will be shamed in the future.

These days, wedding banquets are always money-losing. The more you save face, the more you have to lose, and the more guests come, the more you have to lose.

Ruan Xiuqin has to pay a lot of money to lose money, which will stump Ruan Xiuqin.

After all, it only took Comrade Ruan Xiuqin two months to go from poor to rich.

The calculating habit of living in poverty has not yet completely changed. When encountering such a happy event, I don't know whether to be stingy or generous.

Zhang Xuan saw that his mother was smiling warmly and was heartbroken every time she gave out money, so he simply waved his hand and he took care of the matter of spending money on wine, meat and vegetables.

The rest was left to Zhang Ru and his wife. With the few rules and customs in the village, Zhang Xuanyou couldn't help but couldn't help it. He didn't dare to go offside or make a mistake.

Otherwise, even if you are a great writer who has become a literary star, he will fall out with you.

In the end, you might even get the reputation of being ignorant.

After all, in the eyes of these elders, other people's faces are not as important as their own, and even brothers would fight on the spot if there was a quarrel.

Even the parents would dare to beat up a drunkard who drank a little too much cat urine.

The owner of the canteen is a famous expert in big pot cooking in the village. The day before the wedding, two square tables were placed on Shaiguping, three simple stoves were built with adobe bricks, and several large iron pots were placed. Then he instructs several helpers to start processing the meat in advance.

The eldest cousin and the second cousin are making glutinous rice cake. There were piles of half-grown children gathered around, noisily grabbing the hot glutinous rice as soon as it hit the stone mortar, grabbing it, stuffing a handful into their mouths to enjoy themselves.

These kids all know that Ruan Xiuqin is a kind person and Zhang Ping is a boring gourd, and they won't do anything to them.

Ruan Dezhi has good calligraphy skills and is writing festive couplets.

Third cousin Yang Fu and the fat boy's father borrowed tables, chairs and benches before and after running around, planning 17 tables, which was quite tiring.

As for other relatives and neighbors of the family, as well as several sisters-in-law, they also came over early to help, busy making tea, washing dishes, chopping firewood, washing and chopping vegetables...

The fat kid was a bitch with a bad conscience. At noon, he stood at the intersection with a box of popsicles in an insulated foam box and yelled:

"Zhang Xuan! Zhang Xuan! You are a college student and a great writer. Treat everyone to some popsicles!"

Come on!

This bastard really seizes the opportunity with that voice.

Hearing this, everyone working in Lao Zhang's house smiled and looked at Zhang Xuan subconsciously.

Some even heckled directly.

I was scolding MMP in my heart, but with a smile on my face, I waved my hand and said, "Okay, I'll give you the popsicles, so hurry up and pay."

Just waiting for these words, the fat kid's pride was palpable at the moment. After deliberately raising his eyebrows at Zhang Xuan, he immediately started handing out popsicles.

One for you, one for him...

One for you, one for him...

After a while, Zhang Xuan realized something was wrong.

Damn it!

This fat kid is so scheming!

A dime of old white popsicles, nothing.

Two cents worth of mung bean popsicles, no.

One by one, they are all 5 cent cream popsicles.

Grandma is a bear!

These idiots are obviously here for their own money.

In just a few minutes, the popsicles were distributed. The fat kid ran over and stretched out his hand to Zhang Xuan and shouted: "37 cream popsicles, 18 yuan and 50 cents."

Zhang Xuan's eyelids twitched, and he earned about 10 yuan in the blink of an eye. This was faster than grabbing money.

He quickly paid the other party and asked casually: "When did you become so smart?"

The fat kid took the money and counted it twice in a silly manner. Before leaving, he patted his head and said, "I told you not to underestimate people. I can't do anything but study. I'm not stupid. I'll sell it again in the afternoon."

When he heard that he was coming in the afternoon, Zhang Xuan instantly felt that his blood was running backwards, and he wanted to rush over, kick the fat kid over, press him to the ground and rub him.

Damn it, it’s so scary!

There is a day when he himself will be taken advantage of.

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