Chapter 1193: Discussing the Aftermath

There were no gongs and drums, no fanfare; it was just the simplest and most plain wedding in the hutong.

But the necessary sense of ritual and form were still there.

Wang Yamei was picked up by Pazile using three Red Star Hongxing Lingyang cars.

This was probably the first couple in the capital to use Red Star Antelopes as wedding cars.

The cars belonged to the club; Yu Li had thought about lending him the Volga M24 luxury sedan, but was refused by Pazile.

If he hadn't been afraid of wronging Wang Yamei, he would have wanted to use bicycles to pick up the bride.

His personality was just like that—simple and unadorned, low-key and introverted, and even his words were few.

Wang Yamei looked at his "diao" (cool/rebellious) look and liked the rogue streak in him.

In fact, Pazile wasn't really a rogue; having grown up on the Tianshan grassland, he simply didn't know the rules.

"Oh, oh—" Bang Geng led a large group of children to surround the wedding car and booed: "The bride is being picked up!"

"Hahaha—"

When everyone saw Wang Yamei being carried down, they all laughed in unison.

Red dress, red shoes, red bridal veil; a happy day is full of joy.

The wedding car stopped at the gate of the courtyard, and Pazile easily picked up Wang Yamei.

Following the teasing led by Shen Guodong, he carried the shy Wang Yamei all the way to the house in the backyard.

Until Pazile placed Wang Yamei on the kang covered with a red blanket, everyone laughed and applauded.

Being able to carry one's lover through the courtyard to the house is the only opportunity every pair of newlyweds has.

Even if it were tomorrow morning, you wouldn't be able to do this anymore; people would laugh at you.

Shen Guodong's teasing was just teasing, and the excitement wasn't lacking at all.

"As the brother-in-law, hand out cigarettes!"

"As the brother-in-law, hand out candy!"

"As the brother-in-law, treat the guests!"

Sha Zhu was ordered around by him; he was finally caught by him today.

There was no way around it; he looked old, and he was indeed old, but he was truly the little brother-in-law.

Counting it up, the little brother-in-law and the old brother-in-law were all "old cows eating tender grass."

Diliya and Wang Yamei weren't old, and everyone laughed and teased, but they were all envious.

The wedding scene needed people like Shen Guodong who could make noise and laugh.

If it were really up to Pazile, this wedding would have been really boring.

"Haha! Candy!"

Bang Geng stuffed his arms, gripped his hands, and held candy in his mouth as he ran out in a flash.

Following him was Wen San'er's eldest son, Zhang Xinmin, who also had a bumper harvest of wedding candy.

Xiao Dang also squeezed in to grab candy, but didn't seem to grab too much, still having to take care of Huaihua.

The participation of the children made the wedding have a sufficiently lively atmosphere.

In fact, Bang Geng also wanted to grab wedding cigarettes, but was kicked by Li Xuewu and ran away with a hehe laugh.

Being naughty was fine, but if he started smoking this at such a young age, it would really be a short-lived life.

Qin Huairu, who was helping in the courtyard, was helpless to see her son get kicked.

Bang Geng was really uncontrollable; boys just become naughty once they reach this age.

Looking at the children laughing foolishly in the courtyard, and then looking at the lively wedding room in the backyard, her gaze also carried a bit of melancholy.

In fact, it wasn't just her who envied this scene; those who weren't married, or those who were married but might as well not be, were all envious.

Even those who had children at the age to get married and find partners were all laughing and envious.

Weddings are really unfriendly to unmarried young men and women, because they make them feel even more lonely by contrast.

"What are you looking at?"

Sha Zhu looked at the excitement in the wedding room and turned to ask his sister Yushui: "Envious?"

"Don't talk just for the sake of talking—"

Yushui firmly refused to discuss personal emotional issues with her brother, because that was no different from playing the lute to a cow.

If she said she liked someone, her brother's understanding was that they had already gone to bed; if she talked about the future, her brother's understanding was that she was pregnant—not a single turn in his thinking.

So, refuse to communicate, just be a pair of simple siblings, and maintain the most basic way of interaction.

"Look at you, getting anxious again—"

Sha Zhu frowned and said helplessly: "I was just asking casually, I didn't say anything about you."

"Stop it—"

Yushui rolled her eyes, turned around from the windowsill, and said while getting off the kang: "I won't look, is that okay?"

She had a back window in this room, which could see the excitement in the new wedding room in the backyard.

It was just that the good position and good mood were ruined by her brother, so she walked out as soon as she got off the ground.

Sha Zhu stood by the back window and sighed helplessly, looking at the joy of his brother-in-law, and could only be envious.

Don't misunderstand, he didn't want to marry a younger one, but was envious of his brother-in-law's profession and status.

In fact, it wasn't that he hadn't thought about setting his sister up with Pazile in the beginning.

But after thinking about it, he decided not to have such a chaotic relationship.

It wasn't that he was worried Diliya wouldn't agree, but that he was afraid his brother-in-law and Yushui wouldn't agree.

After all, in this era, at least in the city, it was rare to see people marrying each other's sisters.

If you want to talk about later generations... better not say it, even dogs can...

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"Who is cooking today?"

Li Xuewu didn't squeeze into the wedding room to join the excitement, but just stood in the living room and watched for a while.

Shen Guodong could make noise, but he couldn't, because he was already married.

And he was too familiar with the bride; Wang Yajuan and a group of her family were sitting in the room, so how could he have the face to join the excitement.

So seeing Sha Zhu standing here, he walked over.

"Master Yang, I specially entrusted him."

Sha Zhu smiled and gestured to the North Warehouse in the Bai Bai Xiyuan next door: "Didn't you see him when you came this morning?"

"No, I followed to pick up the bride."

Li Xuewu stood in the shade, hugged his arms, looked at his home, and said helplessly: "They insisted I follow."

"You're the elder brother, if you don't go, who will?"

Sha Zhu smiled and glanced at him, his gaze meaningful, but only for a moment, before looking at the wedding room again.

"About Yushui changing jobs..." He hesitated for a moment, smiled embarrassedly, and said: "I haven't said thank you to you yet."

Seeing that Li Xuewu didn't reply immediately, he also knew his sister wasn't a fuel-efficient lamp, and sighed: "I know, Yushui made things difficult for you."

"Yushui made things difficult for me," Li Xuewu looked back at him and said: "And you didn't let me off either."

"She's willful, and you, as the elder brother, play the good guy, piling all the responsibility on my side."

"Hey—how can you say that."

Sha Zhu curled his lip, full of embarrassment, and said: "I can't control her!"

"Look at her now, I just say one sentence, and she has eighteen sentences waiting to top me."

Knowing that what he did wasn't thick-skinned enough, he was also very embarrassed.

It was as if he were certain Li Xuewu wouldn't bully Yushui, and used this to force Li Xuewu to help arrange a job.

In fact, he didn't have that kind of heart; he was just muddled at the time, thinking about not letting his sister go down a dead end.

If you want to say Yushui is cunning, Li Xuewu probably wouldn't believe it, given how hard she cried in the East Courtyard that day.

So, Yushui got what she wanted, transferred from the textile factory to the Red Star Factory, and even went to the International Hotel; she really should thank Li Xuewu properly.

"I don't need you to thank me," Li Xuewu looked in the direction of the wedding room and said: "Just don't do this again, hurry up and find a husband to marry off."

"You say it, she'll definitely listen to you—"

Sha Zhu said very seriously: "I can see it now, I, as her own brother, am not as effective as you."

He poked Li Xuewu and whispered: "You're so good at matchmaking, right? About Yushui..."

"I'm good at matchmaking, not selling people!"

Li Xuewu curled his lip and said angrily: "You, as an elder brother, are too much of a failure, right?"

"I admit, I'm a failure!"

Sha Zhu was truly straightforward, a piece of rolling-knife meat, and said frankly: "I couldn't fool her since I was little, and even more so now that I'm grown up; I'm at my wit's end."

He patted Li Xuewu's arm and said simply: "If you can sell her off, I don't want a single cent, all the benefits are yours."

"But there's one thing, if you can't sell her off, just wait for her to be smashed in your hands, I absolutely won't accept returns."

"You really are willing to let go!"

Li Xuewu tilted his mouth and gestured to the front courtyard: "Wait a moment, I'll go to the street and ask, if I get two monthly tickets, I'll give her away."

"Hey! That's what you said!"

Sha Zhu waved his hand and said seriously: "I don't care what you want, I'll even add a proper dowry."

"As long as you can bring someone, I dare to marry off my sister!"

"Bang Geng! Come here!"

Li Xuewu beckoned and said to Sha Zhu: "If you're not afraid of death, I'm really not afraid of burying."

Before Sha Zhu could react, he asked Bang Geng, who had run up to him: "Is the candy delicious?"

"Delicious! Especially delicious!"

The big-faced cat said very seriously: "I grabbed a whole bunch, do you want some?"

"What's this, as long as you get married, there's candy to eat."

Li Xuewu blinked and asked Bang Geng: "Do you want to eat wedding candy one more time?"

"I want to! Who is getting married?"

Bang Geng asked in surprise: "Is it someone in our courtyard?"

"That's right, it's someone in our courtyard!"

Li Xuewu glanced at Sha Zhu and said with a smile: "I ask you, if someone gives you a house, a room full of furniture and appliances, and another box of wedding candy, would you be willing?"

"Wu Shu, don't fool me, where—would there be such a good thing!"

Bang Geng dragged out his voice, with an expression of "you're teasing a child," and curled his lip: "If you give it to me, I'll take it!"

"Then add another requirement!"

Li Xuewu asked with a smile: "All these are yours, and I'll arrange someone for you, to serve you every day, wash clothes and cook, would you be willing?"

"Wu Shu, I'm sure you're teasing me now!"

The big-faced cat wasn't stupid either; he knew that pies wouldn't fall from the sky, and Wu Shu was definitely teasing him.

"Don't you even believe what I say?"

Li Xuewu widened his eyes and said: "It's absolutely true, if you don't believe me, ask your Uncle Zhu."

"Don't talk nonsense... yes, yes, yes!"

Sha Zhu curled his lip and just wanted to speak, but seeing Li Xuewu look over, he remembered the agreement just now and could only accept it.

If he were to refute now, it would be equal to breaking the agreement first, and his own sister would still have to be managed by him.

Now he had to pinch his nose and respond to the questioning look in Bang Geng's eyes.

"Is there really such a good thing?"

Bang Geng looked at Wu Shu in surprise and asked: "That's not right, if there really is such a good thing, why would you think of me?"

He raised his eyebrows and said: "Why don't you keep it for yourself?"

"I don't care for this," Li Xuewu turned his head and said seriously: "It's too far away, and our relationship is so good, I thought of you first."

"Then I'll take it—"

Bang Geng, although half-believing, couldn't resist the temptation and nodded: "Where is the house?"

"Ask your brother-in-law—"

Li Xuewu turned his head and gestured to Sha Zhu, who was standing beside him: "The age is just right, the little fatty is twelve this year, wait another six years and Yushui's temper will be better..."

"What the hell?"

Before he could finish his sentence, Bang Geng had already seen the disdain and helplessness in the eyes of his Uncle Zhu, who was tired of life.

The big-faced cat knew he had been fooled again; how many tricks had he fallen for from Wu Shu this year? Every trick was different.

"What the hell? You don't want a wife?"

Li Xuewu raised his eyebrows and explained: "Your brother-in-law promised to provide a house as a dowry, plus a box of candy, is that not enough?"

"What the hell, I don't want Yushui!"

Bang Geng said angrily: "My grandma said her temper is huge, she doesn't look like someone people would like..."

"Don't talk like that," Li Xuewu saw that the big-faced cat was really anxious and even told the truth.

He quickly pulled him over while Sha Zhu was anxious, and said: "She was already hard to marry off, and you're still saying that!"

"But you can't trick me!"

Bang Geng raised his head and looked at Li Xuewu with an angry face: "Let's go kill her!"

The banquet was still set in the North Warehouse of the Bai Bai Xiyuan; there was plenty of space, and there was no shortage of tables and chairs.

Near eleven o'clock, the relatives and friends who should have come all arrived.

A table was set at the entrance of the North Warehouse, and an accountant was invited to write the gift book, paired with someone to collect the gift money.

According to Pazile's wishes, this wedding should be as simple as possible, and he didn't think about collecting gift money.

But Shen Guodong and Sha Zhu persuaded him; regardless of these brothers, his unit colleagues also had to give gift money.

Furthermore, he didn't work in the neighborhood, but Wang Yamei would have to work here in the future.

So the gift book still had to be set up; write down however much, and return the gift according to the gift book.

The Li family wrote it according to the situation of the family separation; Liu Yin wrote one, and Li Xuewu wrote one.

Because they were good comrades-in-arms and good brothers, he gave a large gift.

Like Shen Guodong and the others, they all wrote gift money; after all, they still had to hold happy events.

Even Old Biaozi from Steel City entrusted Li Xuewu to write one; Pazile had given him a gift back then.

Pazile didn't want to owe favors, but Sha Zhu taught him that if you want to land and take root, you must have human interaction, otherwise who would remember who you are.

However, Pazile really didn't have too many relationships in the courtyard.

Like the Li family and the Sha Zhu family, as well as the relationships in the inverted rooms, there was nothing else.

However, when someone gets married in the courtyard and treats guests in the Bai Bai Xiyuan, the residents living in the Sihe Academy have to think about it.

It's fine not to go; after all, Pazile doesn't live in the courtyard, but Wang Yamei has to work here.

If you go, it's at least one dime; she has to live at her parents' house in the future, so this money might be thrown into the water.

So some families have no relationship with both parties, so they just pretend not to see.

Or just say a lucky word and watch the excitement.

Anyway, I didn't eat your banquet, so you don't need my gift.

But the difference is that there is a little relationship, but not much.

Qin Huairu finished cleaning up at home, changed into clean clothes, and prepared to eat at the banquet.

Seeing her mother-in-law still sitting there feeding the needle and thread, she urged: "Why are you still busy, aren't you going to eat?"

"I'm not hungry—"

Jia Zhangshi twisted her body and muttered: "And we aren't related, why give a gift."

"Are you being petty again?"

Qin Huairu knew it as soon as she saw it; it was redundant to ask this sentence.

She took a wooden comb to comb her hair, bit the rubber band in her mouth, and said vaguely: "And you don't have to spend money, I'll treat you to dinner, is that okay?"

"You treat me? Hmph—"

Jia Zhangshi said impatiently: "That's still our family's money, what else could we do."

She raised her head and complained: "And I'm not blocking you from maintaining human relationships, it's just that they have nothing to do with us."

"And you still want to give a dollar, how much do you have to eat to get it back!"

"Your eyes only see this piece of land at the door, right?"

Qin Huairu looked at her mother-in-law in the mirror, took the rubber band out of her mouth to tie her hair, and said: "Why don't you think about the future?"

"What future? Rely on them in the future?"

Jia Zhangshi said indignantly: "What can I use them for, selling scrap?"

"Look, you're getting energetic again—"

Qin Huairu wasn't angry; ever since she stabilized her position in the family, her mother-in-law rarely went against her.

She was taking care of the family and taking care of the children, so she wasn't willing to criticize or suppress her.

She turned around, looked at her mother-in-law, and asked: "You know Wang Yamei works at the recycling station, but you don't know her relationship with Li Xuewu, right?"

"He helped his brother get married today, and he's also marrying off his sister, otherwise how could he match these two together?"

She ignored her mother-in-law's surprise, walked to the kang, took the shoe sole from her hand, and said: "And again, think about Pazile's sister, she's very polite to you."

"Bang Geng is grown up, he's twelve, if there's no proper job arrangement in the future, do you think it's okay to send him to be a soldier?"

"That doesn't mean we have to suck up to him—"

Jia Zhangshi only said half of this sentence, the second half wasn't said, but it was all revealed in her eyes.

Qin Huairu couldn't be bothered to talk to her, stood up, and urged: "Let's go, a dollar gift, how many times a year can our family have this."

"If you don't go, I'll take the children and go myself, you can eat leftovers at home."

"Go! Go! Isn't it okay to go!"

Jia Zhangshi also understood the taste; this dollar wasn't just for Pazile and Wang Yamei, but also for Diliya and Sha Zhu, as well as Li Xuewu.

So Qin Huairu explained it clearly, scolded her again, and she got off the ground to put on her shoes.

"Oh, a dollar gift, how much do I have to eat—"

"Eat as much as you can!"

Qin Huairu stood in the outer room and rolled her eyes, saying: "Don't wrong your stomach even if you wrong anything else."

"Why go? How boring!"

In the front courtyard, at the Yan family's, Hou Qinghua saw Yan Fugui change his clothes and was about to turn over money, and couldn't help but complain.

"They didn't even look for you to write the gift book, and you're still rushing up, do you know who you are?"

"Stop picking on me—"

Yan Fugui blinked his eyes, bent over, and rummaged through the drawer for money, calculating how much to give.

One dime was too little, the people's teacher couldn't take it out.

Two dimes seemed too much, and he couldn't eat it back alone.

But there was no such thing as giving fifteen cents, this was really difficult.

What? Take the whole family to eat?

That's impossible; it's fine if neighbors get married, but there are several cars parked in the Bai Bai Xiyuan, and it looks like cadres.

If you really take the whole family to eat at the banquet, how much do you have to give to have face.

No, no, have to calculate.

How much to give for one person to have both face and not lose money.

"Is that me picking on you, that's the fact—"

Hou Qinghua said dissatisfiedly: "They didn't give you an invitation, nor did they say hello, are you crazy?"

"What kind of talk is this!"

Yan Fugui pinched a dime, stood up straight, glared at Hou Qinghua, and said: "Diliya also came to see me when I was sick."

"I also saw her when she was in confinement!"

Hou Qinghua walked over to grab the money in his hand, blocking him and saying: "Not allowed to go, not even a dime can be given."

"Are you stupid! Do you still want face or not," Yan Fugui reminded her angrily: "I'm the third master in this courtyard, can I miss out on things?"

"That master was already stripped from you!"

Hou Qinghua said unyieldingly: "Besides, they aren't people in the courtyard!"

"They are getting married in this courtyard, how can they not be people in the courtyard, don't be unreasonable—"

Yan Fugui pulled her arm and said: "Go do whatever you need to do, you don't need to manage this."

"Not allowed to go," Hou Qinghua blocked the door and threatened: "If you dare to go, I'll go with you and flip the table, do you believe it?"

"Can't talk to you anymore, right!"

Yan Fugui widened his eyes, gestured outside the window, and whispered: "The second son and his wife have already gone!"

After saying that, he pulled her, and scolded her dissatisfiedly: "Long hair and short knowledge, can't talk to you clearly."

After walking out the door, he felt impatient again, turned his head, and emphasized in a low voice: "Have you ever seen me lose money?"

"First Master, Second Master, have a smoke."

When Li Xuewu walked to the Bai Bai Xiyuan, he saw Yi Zhonghai and other people in the courtyard sitting by the gift table.

He took the initiative to greet them and distributed the cigarettes in his pocket to several people.

This was Pazile's matter, he had to maintain it, and besides, he was also a person in this courtyard.

Now wherever Li Xuewu went, many eyes followed him; in fact, he was more eye-catching than the newlyweds.

Mainly because people in the factory knew his power.

Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong politely took his cigarettes and asked a few casual questions with a smile.

They were the only ones qualified to talk to Li Xuewu on the scene; the younger ones could only stand on the side and watch the excitement.

"Is the Second Master's wife in good health?"

Li Xuewu didn't see the other party; she hadn't come out in the backyard just now, and remembering that Liu Guangfu had rushed back that day, he asked as casual talk.

Liu Haizhong nodded, his tone slightly helpless: "Still the same, barely able to get off the ground and do some things within her power."

"That's fine, recover slowly."

Li Xuewu lightly teased the little girl in his arms and said: "Look, she's grown so well, is she afraid of me?"

"Not afraid of strangers," Yan Jiefang had a happy smile on his face, looking at his daughter and saying: "When I take her out to work, she even knows how to smile when she sees people."

"It's hard enough, Jiefang, this money isn't easy to earn—"

Yi Zhonghai praised: "But relying on your own ability to support your family, you have to say you're a man no matter what."

"Don't deserve your praise, hehe—"

Yan Jiefang smiled lightly, and seeing Ge Shuqin finish writing the gift book, he took the child from Li Xuewu's hand and went to the dining table together.

"Poor in person but not in ambition, disabled in body but not in heart."

Yi Zhonghai nodded with emotion: "No matter what, they earned the money back, supported the family, and raised the child."

Liu Haizhong sat there without saying a word, only waiting for Ge Shuqin and the others to leave, before echoing and nodding.

Who looks down on whom now?

You say Ge Shuqin is a widow, once didn't keep her chastity, and married her brother-in-law.

Yan Jiefang was incompetent, dissolute, and mixed his legs lame.

But they now have a proper job, earn proper money, and raise their children well.

Don't say no one in the courtyard talks about them; even the neighbors don't talk about them.

It's been more than ten years since the liberation, and many bitter days and difficult things are still fresh in memory.

There aren't many examples of prodigal sons returning like this, and no one is bad enough to belittle them.

The couple's life crawled out of the mud; if you don't reach out to pull them, it's fine, but who has the heart to kick them.

"Yo! You're early—"

Yan Jiefang and his wife had just entered, and Yan Fugui arrived not long after.

He smiled and greeted the people in the courtyard sitting here, then went to write the gift book.

Wang Laoqi, who liked to watch the excitement, leaned over to listen, and only when the writer put down the pen did he laugh and tease: "Third Master, you aren't thick-skinned—"

"Go, Wang Laoqi, don't make trouble—"

Yan Fugui knew what he was going to say, blinked his small eyes, waved his hand to coax the other party: "You make trouble on any day."

"You aren't thick-skinned on any day—"

Wang Laoqi raised his eyebrows with a hehe laugh: "Your Jiefang gave two dimes, and you, the people's teacher, only gave one?"

"They came together as a couple, I'm just one person—"

Yan Fugui really could put down his face and calculate a math problem with this.

He only explained one sentence, then moved closer to the Second Master's side and pulled a stool to sit down.

Seeing that everyone had cigarettes in their hands, he turned his gaze to Li Xuewu.

Don't even think about it, it must be Li Xuewu who distributed the cigarettes; he was too familiar with the taste of Da Qianmen.

He often smelled others smoking it!

You say you know how to live, can you know how to live better than I, Yan Fugui?

You spend money to smoke, I don't spend money to smoke second-hand smoke!

I smoke whatever I want, and sometimes if I'm lucky, I can even smoke Zhonghua!

"Light one for you?"

Li Xuewu didn't make things difficult for him, and didn't tease him, took out a cigarette box, and lit one for him.

If it were before, he might have wanted to make trouble with Yan Fugui, but it wasn't appropriate now.

Not to mention the day, even with his current status, it wasn't suitable to make jokes casually.

Yan Fugui actually couldn't bear to smoke it now, but everyone was smoking, and Li Xuewu lit it for him personally, so he smoked it.

"Good, good, hiss—!"

"You should smoke less."

Li Xuewu smiled and reminded him: "The blood vessels in your brain don't like it."

"Hi, I'm just satisfying my craving—"

Yan Fugui smiled and said: "I don't have the money to smoke Da Qianmen."

"The gift book doesn't allow for additions," Wang Laoqi teased: "You don't need to cry poor to us."

"That is, the people's teacher—"

Some people just couldn't stand Yan Fugui's virtue of wanting everything; the cool words were very cool.

However, Yan Fugui didn't care; as long as he wasn't embarrassed, the one who was embarrassed was others.

Following Li Xuewu's question about his health, he turned to look at the First Master and asked: "I heard the deaf old lady in the backyard isn't doing well?"

This was a relatively obscure way of asking; he didn't ask if her health wasn't good, or where it wasn't good, just that it wasn't good at all.

On a happy day, Yi Zhonghai didn't think about saying this.

However, Li Xuewu was here, and Yan Fugui asked, so he nodded and confirmed it.

"Discussing the aftermath with Zhu."

"So serious?"

Li Xuewu frowned slightly and said: "Last time I came back, I even saw her walking around at the door."

"That was a long time ago—"

Yi Zhonghai shook his head slightly and sighed: "People get old and it's like this, talking about things that take effort."

He looked at Li Xuewu and said: "It's okay, Zhu and I have already discussed it, guaranteed to be steady."

"Then the house in the backyard..."

Yan Fugui was really a spoiler; just as they were talking about things, he diverted the topic.

Liu Haizhong moved his stool away in disgust and sat further away; he was afraid of being stained with the smell of copper.

However, Yi Zhonghai had a good temper and couldn't be bothered to pay attention to him.

But since they were on this occasion and everyone in the courtyard was here, if he asked and he didn't say, it would be easy to misunderstand.

"About the house, the old lady decided long ago, giving it to He Zhuang, considering it for her great-grandson."

He said very frankly: "There's no need to talk about the relationship between Zhu and the old lady, and the neighborhood also came to ask about this matter."

The deaf old lady actually didn't have any status; she was just a lonely elderly person, and the neighborhood did take care of her.

That house was also assigned to the deaf old lady in the beginning, and no one could grab it.

Now the First Master said it clearly, he didn't have the intention of occupying it, and the neighborhood also came to prove it, so who could bypass Sha Zhu.

Yan Fugui had the intention, but he didn't have the guts.

Not to mention the close relationship between He Yuzhu and the old lady in the backyard, even if the First Master's wife had served for so many years, the house should be the First Master's.

Now the First Master's couple wasn't competing, and they were all looking at Sha Zhu, so everyone could only be envious.

Li Xuewu didn't say anything, just quietly gave the First Master a signal when the banquet started, and would give him a message when the time came.

In fact, he didn't have much relationship with the deaf old lady, just that she watched him grow up, and later became a neighbor.

No matter what, it was the last journey, so he had to send her off.

He was thinking about bringing some things to see her after today's business was done.

See her while she's alive, and don't need to worry about it after she's gone.

"Your eldest sister got married, last month."

At the banquet, Li Xuewu toasted a circle, returned and sat by his mother's side, listening to her chatter about things at home.

"Last month? Why didn't you tell me?"

Li Xuewu was stunned; his eldest sister was Li Juan, the eldest daughter of his second uncle.

When he went to Jicheng, he knew his eldest sister was dating.

He hadn't heard the good news for a long time; the dating time was quite long, and he could see his second aunt's caution.

"Tell you what, could you have gone?"

Liu Yin glanced at her son and said: "You were so busy you couldn't even touch the ground, and your second uncle didn't think about letting you toss around."

"Did you send a gift?"

Li Xuewu took Li Ning from his mother's arms; the little guy started grabbing things.

He coaxed the child while saying: "If I had known, I would have arranged it, and let you and my dad go see."

"Forget it, too much tossing."

Liu Yin shook her head and said: "Your second uncle wasn't willing to let us go, they didn't entertain much over there."

"What happened?"

Li Xuewu heard something, was stunned for a moment, and said: "Something happened? My eldest sister?"

"Nothing, what could happen—"

Liu Yin bypassed this topic and said: "The object is named Shen Jianbing, I didn't mail anything, it wasn't worth it, I just gave fifty yuan directly."

Li Xuewu listened and felt there was something, but it wasn't convenient to ask now, so he didn't continue this topic.

From time to time, people came to ask him to drink; he held the child, held the wine glass, and made trouble in front of his son.

Although Pazile didn't live in the courtyard, there were indeed many people who came today.

Regardless of how much gift money was given, showing up was being polite.

People from the Third Regiment sat at one table, people from the Sihe Academy sat at four tables, people from the recycling station sat at three tables, and the bride's family and family sat at four tables.

Full and packed, Yang Laoer was in charge of the spoon, so the banquet was naturally tasty.

Pazile took Wang Yamei, who had changed clothes, to the table to toast; Li Xuewu even smiled and drank a cup with them alone.

This was a proper matchmaker, but Li Xuewu didn't acknowledge it; he invited Wang Xiaoqin to be the matchmaker and Shen Fang to be the witness.

Both were representing the Third Regiment, half public and half private.

Pazile gave Li Xuewu a proper salute, and Li Xuewu returned a salute.

Wang Yamei cried and wanted to come and hug him, but was pushed away by him in disgust, which made everyone laugh.

After the two went to the next table, Shen Guodong came over to tease him: "Why didn't I see you go to accompany the bride's family?"

"I don't have that qualification—"

Li Xuewu knew what he meant, glared at him, and told him to get lost.

Liu Yin listened to the words and followed their gaze to the table of the bride's family.

Sitting there were Wang Yamei's parents and relatives, and of course, Wang Yamei's sister, Wang Yajuan.

In fact, there was no need for anyone to introduce them; Liu Yin also knew who that was, and not only did she know, the other party also knew their family.

The two sides almost became in-laws, and both lived in this area, so how could they not know who the other party was.

Wang Yajuan's father, Wang Donghai, and mother, Liu Liping.

Li Shun had told her how their family's pig had arched the other family's cabbage.

It was just that seeing them again today, things had long since changed; her own son was also married and had children, which was really a bit awkward.

It wasn't that Shen Guodong had to come over to remind them; Li Xuewu had long seen the situation over there.

Wang Yajuan was fine, but her parents looked at their side several times.

When picking up the bride in the morning, he said he didn't want to go, but was forced onto the car by several grandsons.

Why? They wanted to watch his excitement!

Of course, no one said it on the surface, but privately they all treated Wang Yamei as his sister-in-law.

Even Wang Yamei herself thought so; you say, is there anyone who doesn't watch his excitement?

When picking up the bride, he hid even further, but he still had to greet them.

He wanted to muddle through, but Shen Guodong, this damaging kid, didn't plan to let him go.

Just when he was greeting the bride's family, Shen Guodong deliberately introduced his name and where he lived.

There was no need for him to talk too much; Li Xuewu was stared at by Wang Yajuan's father as soon as he got off the car, just like staring at a thief back then.

It was just that today was different from the past; the past was unbearable to look back on.

In the past two years, Li Xuewu had taken care of Wang Yajuan and Wang Yamei a lot, especially the fight.

If it weren't for Li Xuewu's support behind the scenes, their family would have suffered long ago.

Later, Wang Yamei came to work at the recycling station, Wang Yajuan went to work at the Red Star Factory, and even now Wang Yamei found a partner and got married; Li Xuewu really had the look of a "brother-in-law."

You say, he did more than he, the father, did, so what else could he say.

So when picking up the bride, Li Xuewu saw the cheap father-in-law take the initiative to reach out, and he also smiled and shook the other party's hand.

It's you, kid!

It's you, old guy!

You didn't come to our house less back then!

You didn't chase and intercept me less back then!

This was a historic moment; the cat and mouse of the past finally shook hands and made peace.

Li Xuewu of course still remembered the history of the other party chasing him like a wild dog off the leash from the second floor of Wang Yajuan's room all the way to Xinjiekou.

Her father was from the army, he could really run; fortunately, Li Xuewu wasn't bad back then, otherwise he would have been beaten to death long ago.

You say, you raised a daughter for fifteen years, a little yellow-haired kid stopped at your door on an electric scooter, and asked you to call him "old guy," what's your mood?

The key is Li Xuewu didn't go once; it was like fighting guerrilla warfare, they went to work and Li Xuewu visited, they got off work and he went out.

Now seeing him, knowing he had grown up, matured, and was polite, Li Xuewu was also very emotional.

If it weren't for Wang Donghai jumping off the second floor and angrily chasing him for three streets, the one who would have "made a life" for him back then would have been Wang Yajuan, not Dong Wenwen.

You know who Li Xuewu's tears were shed for when he sent Dong Wenwen away; that was a former lover.

However, what he knew was the sacrifice Dong Wenwen made for him; how much he didn't know was really unknown.

"What are you going to do this afternoon?"

Li Xuewu was stopped by Yu Li when he passed the inverted room on his way back from the Bai Bai Xiyuan.

"Zhou Xiaobai and Zuo Jie organized an activity at the club, and want you to go over and sit for a while tonight."

"What for? Reading club?"

Li Xuewu smiled and said: "Knowing that the wind is strong now, they all came to the shade of the trees to avoid the wind and rain."

"Then I don't know," Yu Li curled her lip and said with a smile: "I just know Zuo Jie doesn't have good intentions, this is all learned from you."

"Ai hai! Slander! Rumors!"

Li Xuewu pointed at her, walked out with a smile, and said: "You guys just bully me, an honest person!"

PS: Those who agree that Li Xuewu is an honest person, please raise your hands! Those who don't agree, take them out and shoot them! ===== CHAPTER 1194 =====

You certainly didn't hold back on chasing and intercepting me back then!

……

This is a historic moment; the cat and mouse of the past have finally shaken hands and made peace.

Li Xuewu, of course, still remembers the history of how the other party chased him like a dog off its leash, all the way from Wang Yajuan's room on the second floor to Xinjiekou.

Her father was from the military; damn, could she run. Fortunately, Li Xuewu wasn't too bad back then either, otherwise he would have been beaten to death, damn it.

Just tell me, if you raised a daughter for fifteen years, and some little punk with dyed hair parked an electric scooter at your door and called you "old man," what would your mood be?

The key is that Li Xuewu didn't just go once; it was like fighting a guerrilla war. When the couple went to work, Li Xuewu would show up, and when the couple got off work, he would leave.

Now that they've met like this, knowing she's grown up, matured, and become polite, Li Xuewu is also very sentimental.

If Wang Donghai hadn't leaped from the second floor and chased him furiously for three streets, the one who would have "caused a life-or-death situation" for him back then would have been Wang Yajuan, not Dong Wenwen.

Who do you think Li Xuewu's tears were shed for when he sent Dong Wenwen away? That was a lover from the past.

However, what he knows is that Dong Wenwen made sacrifices for him; as for what he doesn't know, well, he truly doesn't know.

"What are you doing this afternoon?"

Li Xuewu was called out by Yu Li as he returned from the Bai Bai Xiyuan and passed by the inverted house.

"Zhou Xiaobai and Zuo Jie organized an activity at the club and want you to go over and sit for a while tonight."

"What kind of activity? A reading club?"

Li Xuewu laughed amusedly: "I know the wind is strong right now, so they've all come under the shade of the trees to take shelter from the wind and rain, haven't they?"

"I wouldn't know about that," Yu Li curled her lips and said with a smile: "I just know Zuo Jie doesn't have good intentions; this is all learned from you."

"Hey! Slander! Rumors!"

Li Xuewu pointed at her, walked outward with a smile, and said: "You all just bully an honest man like me!"

PS: Those who agree that Li Xuewu is an honest man, please raise your hands! Those who disagree, drag them out and shoot them!