Siheyuan Back to the 1950s

Time passed, and two days went by in the blink of an eye. Today is Xu Damao's wedding day.

The Xu family started to take action early in the morning, busying themselves with borrowing tables, chairs, pots and pans.

Today's banquet was held in the central courtyard as usual.

But the chef was not from the He family, but another chef hired by Xu Damao from the steel rolling mill.

In the He family in the middle courtyard, Sha Zhu had a sullen face and kept cursing.

"Fuck! Who is he looking down on? He actually hired a cook from outside. I wonder how long this damn eunuch can be so proud of himself..."

“Hehehe…!” He Yushui was so happy when he heard the word dead eunuch.

"Brother, you are a bad guy, so you can be a eunuch! Why do you have to add the word death? Besides, even if Xu Damao invites you to be a chef, will you go?"

"He's dreaming. How can this dead eunuch eat the food that Grandpa cooked? Even if Xu Damao is very capable, he can't invite me."

It’s okay for Sha Zhu to keep silent, but once he speaks, he will choke people to death. Even He Daqing on the side couldn’t stand it.

"I say, you idiot, why can't you be quiet so early in the morning? If you have the ability, go and marry someone. You just know how to avoid this incompetent barking, and you can't do any substantial harm."

After being scolded by his own father, Shazhu didn't want to argue with him.

In fact, what He Daqing said was right. It didn't matter whether he was hired as a cook or not.

The key point is, how could a man like Xu Damao get married first?

Besides, Qin Jingru is quite pretty, which is why Sha Zhu is really unhappy.

You are a dead eunuch, and it is a waste for you to marry a wife like this?

……

At the same time, in the Jia family next door, Banggeng was also very unhappy and was making a fuss with his mother!

"Mom, what are you talking about? Xu Damao is getting married, so why did my family only invite one person? Who will go?"

"Good boy, be obedient. Of course I'll go. Have you ever seen a child go to a banquet? I can't do anything about it. At most, I'll bring you some delicious food later."

Qin Huairu explained patiently, fearing that her older son would throw a tantrum again.

But Uncle Banggeng was obviously different from ordinary people and he simply disdained such explanations.

"No, she is my aunt, and our families are relatives. I have to go today."

After Banggeng finished speaking, Xiaodang felt that it made sense. Since her elder brother could go, she could go too.

"Mom, my aunt is getting married, and I want to go too."

Even the smallest Huaihua, who was standing nearby, started shouting incoherently when he heard there was something delicious to eat.

"Go...go, Mom, I want to eat some meat."

Qin Huairu felt a little overwhelmed when she saw several children clamoring to go.

Xiaodang and Huaihua are easy to deal with and can be coaxed, but Banggeng definitely won’t listen. What should I do?

"Mom, what are you still hesitating about? We are all real relatives. Even if we all go, no one can find fault with us."

Seeing her son's extremely impatient look, Qin Huairu could only nod shamelessly.

As for what the Xu family would think? Who cares! Let's go first and talk about it later. Does he have the nerve to drive people away?

At 10 o'clock in the morning, Sun Zhengguo also brought his wife and children back to the courtyard.

However, it was still early, so he did not go to the Central Court, but returned to his home.

As a result, as soon as he got home, his second uncle came to find him.

"Zhengguo, everything about my second uncle's hometown has been dealt with. How about I report there tomorrow?"

"Okay, Uncle, take my car tomorrow and I'll take you to report."

Sun Dahe felt a little embarrassed when he heard that his nephew was going to send him there.

"Zhengguo, why don't you just go by yourself? I can't bother you everywhere."

"It's okay. You're my only uncle, so I'll definitely support you no matter what."

After hearing what his nephew said, Sun Dahe no longer insisted, believing that if his nephew came forward, he could avoid a lot of detours.

At this time, Lin Wencui just came back from the middle courtyard. Seeing her son coming over, she casually said something.

"Zhengguo, Mom just went to pay the share of the money, and we haven't split up the family yet, so you don't have to pay it later."

"I got it, Mom."

After they chatted for a while, Sun Zhengguo called his younger brother and asked him if he was adapting well to the life at the tractor factory.

"Brother, you don't know that even without Director Xia's care, I am still like a fish in water in the tractor factory. I can operate those machines clearly with my eyes closed."

Sun Zhengguo believed what his brother said. After all, he was a senior technician in the research institute, so it would be a piece of cake for him to go to these branch factories.

"Okay! Since you've adapted, work hard for me, don't embarrass me, and strive to be promoted as soon as possible."

"Okay! Big brother, just wait and see!"

Seeing his brother laughing, Sun Zhengguo felt relieved. At least he didn't blame himself.

Soon, it was past 11 o'clock in the morning. Seeing that it was getting late, Lin Wencui called her son and went to the Intermediate Court together.

Xu Damao was very happy to see Sun Zhengguo coming, he thought his old classmate was really supportive.

Unlike some cadres, who insist on waiting until the end, as if this is in line with their noble status.

"Auntie, don't go to other tables and squeeze in. Just sit at this table with Zhengguo!"

Lin Wencui knew at a glance that this was a table arranged by Xu Damao for cadres.

Although she doesn't like drinking and joking with a bunch of old men, this is the drinking culture and she can't avoid it.

"Okay, Damao, go ahead and do your work! I'll sit right here."

After saying this, Lin Wencui sat down next to her son.

Seeing that Lin Wencui did not object, Xu Damao immediately took out two boxes of cigarettes from his pocket and stuffed them into Sun Zhengguo's pockets.

"Old classmate, I'll have to trouble you to take care of this table later."

When Sun Zhengguo saw that there were no cigarettes on the other tables, he knew that only the cadres' table had this treatment.

But what does this have to do with him?

So he reached out to take the cigarette and waved to Xu Damao again.

"Go and do your work! You don't trust me to do my job."

"Thank you, old classmate."

After expressing his gratitude, Xu Damao took Qin Jingru to the door to welcome the guests.

After a while, Xu Damao brought over a few more people, all of whom were cadres from the factory.

But there are no big shots here. The person with the highest position is the head of the Propaganda Department.

Xu Damao also introduced everyone. Everyone knew Lin Wencui, so there was no need to go into details. The main person to be introduced was Sun Zhengguo.

The other cadres present were familiar with Sun Zhengguo. They knew he came from a prominent family, so they were very polite and took the initiative to greet him.

Sun Zhengguo did not put on airs and responded one by one. At the same time, he took out the cigarettes given by Xu Damao and distributed them to these cadres.

While the cadres were talking and laughing at the table, people at a table not far away looked unhappy.

Originally, there were 8 people arranged at one table, but the number of people at my table was obviously a little over the limit, because Qin Huairu's whole family came.

Everyone had no objection to this situation. After all, they were relatives, so it was normal to invite them over.

But the key problem is that you can't put all these people at one table. Everyone has paid their share of the money, so why should so many people fit into one table?