Chapter 89: Reasons for the Change from Arrogance to Humility

"Sister, everyone who comes is a guest; say a little less."

The maternal uncle signaled for his sister to stop talking.

The bride's family's contempt for Song Fugui was universal; let alone the bride's parents, the maternal uncle himself felt the same.

If they were still in Su Cheng, given their family background, a mere oil peddler would absolutely never be able to marry into their family.

Now that they have left their hometown, they are of low status; the best way to integrate into the local area as quickly as possible is through marriage.

Mastiff Fist Bao Tiefeng set a good example, marrying his daughter off to a local resident and successfully squeezing into the local martial arts circle.

His family runs a fur business, making a fortune every day; although they moved to Gongliang City before the disaster and managed to settle down, they have little contact with the local circle, and their connections are so shallow they are almost non-existent.

The businesses in the city have all been carved up by a few families; even though he has the capital and the manpower, he suffers from having no path in.

A whole family sitting around eating up their savings is not a solution; he still needs to get the business running.

Only by sacrificing his niece's happiness can he seek an opportunity.

As parents, who doesn't want their daughter to marry well? The maternal uncle does not blame his sister for having resentment in her heart, but she shouldn't have spoken up on this occasion.

"Family of the bride, Fugui is a good child. On this joyous day, please help out and stop causing trouble."

Zhou Laodie said calmly, without a hint of anger.

If things get blown out of proportion, they aren't afraid, and the bride's family won't worry either; the ones who will suffer are the two newlyweds, Song Fugui and his wife.

Therefore, the point is to settle the matter and make a big issue small.

"It's rare that you are so reasonable! Our family has many people, this table can't fit us all; you three irrelevant people, give up your seats."

The bride's mother said in a shrill, bossy tone.

The maternal uncle stopped trying to persuade them and looked at Zhou You's family, clearly wanting them to take a step back.

In the end, he still favored his own kin over reason, looking down on the guests Song Fugui had invited.

Zhou You shook his head; if he doesn't stand up for himself now, Song Fugui will have plenty of bitter days to endure after getting married!

Song Fugui hurried over, his face bitter as he cupped his hands toward the maternal uncle.

"Uncle, Zhou You is my good friend, he is currently..."

"What, he is Zhou You, the Apprentice from Jian Xiong Martial Arts Hall?"

The maternal uncle swept his gaze over and suddenly saw the waist token on Zhou You; his body shook violently.

Jian Xiong Martial Arts Hall, the symbol of a Zhengshi Xuitu!

His throat felt a bit dry as he cupped his hands and asked, "Are you a Zhengshi Xuitu of the martial arts hall?"

"My You'er and Fugui met when they were learning fist techniques at the martial arts hall; they get along so well!"

The maternal uncle's mind went boom; there was no mistake, the polite young man before him was that very person.

Come to think of it, the matters he has been busy with recently are closely related to Zhou You.

Recently, Jian Xiong Martial Arts Hall has been recruiting personnel to reorganize the Tiger Hunting team, relaxing restrictions; it is not limited to locals, and people from Su Cheng are also allowed to join.

The origin of the matter was that the hunters from Waishan raised their prices on the spot, and were slaughtered by two Apprentices from the martial arts hall.

Zhou You, one of the two Apprentices, the ruthless person who slaughtered over a hundred hunters.

He could never have imagined that such a ruthless character who kills without blinking would be a young man sitting upright, drinking wedding wine with his parents?

"Song Fugui knows Zhou You, why didn't this kid tell me?"

The maternal uncle was filled with annoyance; he started his business in Su Cheng with furs, and this external recruitment for the Tiger Hunting team by Jian Xiong Martial Arts Hall is an opportunity he is determined to win.

As long as he can climb onto the path of Jian Xiong Martial Arts Hall, the local circle will not be able to exclude him, and a comeback will be in sight.

He vigorously promoted this marriage precisely to show his attitude: my niece is marrying a local, and is no longer an outsider.

Relying on his solid professional skills and the key business personnel he brought, the maternal uncle stood out from the many competitors.

Privately, he has been giving gifts and hosting dinners to befriend the high-level officials of the martial arts hall; the matter is already seventy or eighty percent settled.

At the critical moment, his sister ruined things...

Outsiders don't know, but everyone participating in the bidding this time knows that Zhou You is the key figure.

As a Zhengshi Xuitu and a hero of the Tiger Hunting incident, a single word from him can decide the candidates.

His sister is still shouting about having just chased away Zhou You's family and not letting them sit at the main table. The maternal uncle thought to himself, my dear sister, please stop helping by making things worse.

He steeled his heart, picked up the large bowl on the table, and said decisively.

"Young Master Zhou, my sister is ignorant and has offended you. I, Liao, will punish myself with three cups; you set the terms, whatever you say goes, I will have no second words."

The maternal uncle downed three cups in a row, his attitude clearly one of leaving himself to be dealt with.

Song Fugui's father-in-law and mother-in-law were stunned; what is going on? "Her uncle, what are you doing? You're giving their family too much face."

The mother-in-law spoke, her face full of confusion.

Hearing his sister's words, the maternal uncle's face turned bitter, wrinkled like an orange peel.

"Sister, if you speak again, I will kneel to Young Master Zhou."

The maternal uncle was trying every way to make Zhou You's family calm down, yet his older sister kept fanning the flames, helping by making things worse!

A sense of powerlessness rose in his heart; he couldn't carry them, he really couldn't carry them.

The mother-in-law was suddenly dumbfounded; the most successful person in the whole family is this younger brother, and all their food and expenses depend on him.

Don't look at how the old couple was still putting on airs earlier; once they saw their brother-in-law yield, they were suddenly panicked.

They looked at the indifferent Zhou You and suddenly realized.

This friend of Song Fugui's must have a great background, for even her uncle, who is the most successful, has to face him respectfully and treat him with courtesy.

Song Fugui wanted to say something, but his sleeve tightened; it was his father, Song Laoyou, pulling him.

Song Laoyou's eyes reminded him: if you step forward now, you will definitely offend Zhou You; if you don't, you will at most offend your in-laws. How do you choose? Song Fugui chose to remain still.

The surroundings were incomparably quiet; the wedding band was at a loss and also stopped, and the guests at each table did not dare to breathe loudly.

Everyone was watching the situation at the main table.

"Heh!"

Zhou You suddenly laughed, "You are Song Fugui's maternal uncle; in terms of seniority, you are an elder, so I also..."

"I dare not accept the title of elder from Young Master Zhou. My lowly name is Liao Daheng; you may address me by my full name."

Maternal uncle Liao Daheng felt his heart ease, relieved that Song Fugui had made a good friend, as the other party had left him some face.

"As for the matter just now, it is actually easy to handle!"

Zhou You stood up again to ask his parents, "Father, Mother, if sitting here is uncomfortable, let's change to another place."

"No, it was my fault; I shouldn't have looked down on people with dog eyes."

Song Fugui's mother-in-law hurriedly stood up to apologize, tears almost falling.

Zhou You did not speak, clearly waiting to see his parents' intentions.

"Master Zhou, I will kneel and apologize to you."

Although this old couple was arrogant, they were not stupid; they knew their family's livelihood depended on Liao Daheng, and the Zhou You before them was a figure to whom even Liao Daheng had to be subservient.

"You'er, it's a joyous day, don't make things too ugly."

Zhou Laodie puffed on his pipe a few times, "Since things have been cleared up, I think let's leave it at that!"

He stepped forward to help the old couple up and then called out to Song Fugui, "Fugui, come take care of your parents-in-law."

Zhou You sighed; his father was a kind-hearted man after all, not at all like him, who would seek revenge for the slightest grievance and leave no one alive.

Fine, this time he would follow his father's lead; after all, he was the head of the family.

"What are you all standing there for? Sit down and drink the wedding wine."

Once Zhou You spoke, Liao Daheng breathed a sigh of relief and laughed loudly, "Did you hear that? Drink!"

The tense atmosphere was swept away, and the guests returned to their tables, focusing on the big fish, meat, and fine aged wine.

"Sigh, it's a pity I can't take the leftovers home."

Zhou You Niang's eyes were full of regret; whenever she attended a banquet in the past, she would always bring leftovers home, but now that she was sitting in the seat of honor, she had no room to maneuver.

(End of this chapter)