According to the old rules of wedding banquets, the guest of honor at the main table must be the uncle or uncle of the woman who comes to see her off.
Because on the wedding day, the woman’s guests are the largest.
However, the Ding family is from southern Gansu.
According to Ding Qiunan, there are no close relatives in his hometown.
There is only one distant aunt in the capital.
The whole family went to the south for business and could not come back for the time being.
Li Donglai's family's ancestral home is Dongshan. They fled to Qinjiagou and have no close relatives in the local area.
In this way, it will be difficult to arrange the guests at the main table.
Logically speaking, the leaders of the factory should be arranged, such as Factory Director Yang and Dean Jiao.
However, the village chief of Qinjiagou also wanted to attend the wedding banquet.
As the village chief and Li Donglai's elder, he naturally had to sit in the main seat.
As soon as we started arranging seats, Li Donglai was overwhelmed by the complicated rules.
Sometimes, it’s hard to tell whether these rules are a symbol of civilized etiquette or the dross of tradition.
If I had known it would be so difficult, I would have traveled and got married.
It's also a good idea to take the green train and go to the southern seaside.
Li Donglai put down his pen, pinched his temples with both hands, and murmured to himself: "It would be great if Ding Qiunan's parents could come to the wedding banquet, so that he wouldn't have to worry about arranging the main table. Unfortunately, according to the rules of the capital, the woman's parents are not allowed to attend the wedding banquet.
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Next to her, Li Xiaomei, who was also worried about Li Donglai, was leaning on the table with her chin on her elbow. When she heard these words, she jumped up.
"This is easy to handle. Old Dingtou and I are good friends. Leave it to me."
Old Dingtou? Good friend?
Li Donglai had questions in his head and "I absolutely don't believe it" written all over his face.
Ding Boren looks like an old antique, and it is difficult for even his own daughter to persuade him.
"Don't worry. I can definitely invite you!" Li Xiaomei said confidently.
Of course, her confidence is based on facts.
In the past few days, when she was at Ding's house, she often heard Ding Boren and his wife sighing and sighing.
They only have one daughter who is getting married soon, but they can't even attend the wedding banquet. They feel really uncomfortable.
"Okay, you can have dinner at Ding's house. Anyway, I have a lot of things to do." Li Donglai put the tool man's hat on Li Xiaomei's head.
"You are such a bad brother." Li Xiaomei pouted and rolled her eyes, "Sometimes I really feel that we are not biological siblings."
...You are really right.
Li Donglai cursed and took out a handful of toffee from the drawer, pretending to peel it open and eat it: "Oh, I don't think they are biological siblings."
"Kiss, definitely kiss." When Li Xiaomei saw Toffee's eyes sparkling, the pimples on her face immediately stopped, and she ran over in a bounding motion.
She tilted her chin up, her face full of anticipation.
"No, if you eat too much candy, your teeth will get damaged." Li Donglai picked up a toffee and put it in her hand, "Save the rest."
Speaking of this, Li Donglai remembered something and asked curiously: "Little sister, what is hidden in that treasure box of yours? Now that my brother is getting married soon, you should open it and let me take a look, right?"
In his impression, every time Li Xiaomei got something good or a small amount of money, she would always secretly hide it in the treasure box.
Li Donglai once wanted to open the box, but Li Xiaomei said that he could only open it when he got married.
Li Xiaomei ate the candy and waved her hand: "It's nothing, just some small things."
little things?
Li Donglai absolutely didn't believe it, so he strode into the room while his little sister was eating toffee.
He took out the treasure box from under the cabinet and returned to the living room to place it in front of Li Xiaomei.
"I remember you said that when my brother gets married, you will open the box. Doesn't it count if you want to say something?"
"The things inside are useless anyway." Li Xiaomei pouted and tugged at the corner of her clothes for a while.
"Okay, just open it, don't laugh at me." She gritted her teeth and looked at Li Donglai.
Li Donglai raised his hand and promised: "I, Li Donglai, swear here that I will never laugh at my little sister Li."
The jujube wood box has a rustic atmosphere, the locks on it are rusty, and there are a few teeth marks on the corners of the box, which seem to have been bitten by mice.
In Li Donglai's memory, this box was his mother's dowry and was given to Li Xiaomei before his death.
Li Xiaomei stood up and went back to the house and took out a small key.
Holding the lock in one hand and the key in the other, insert it gently.
"Click"
The lock is unlocked.
Li Xiaomei looked up at Li Donglai, bit her lip and opened the box.
At the bottom of the box is a big red cotton cloth with three-color candies, pecans, and dates on it, and next to it is a tightly wrapped handkerchief.
Among them, the three-color candy was almost melted. Li Donglai frowned and thought for a long time before finally remembering it.
This was when my parents were still alive. One year during the Spring Festival, they gave each of the two brothers and sister three pieces of candy.
Unexpectedly, my little sister actually left a piece behind.
Li Donglai felt palpitations in his heart, and the corners of his eyes felt warm and moist.
"Before our parents left, the most worrying thing was your marriage." Li Xiaomei took a deep breath and gently took out the roll of handkerchiefs, "Brother, you are a spendthrift person, and you don't know how to save on weekdays. But if you don't have money,
, which girl will marry you."
While talking, Li Xiaomei untied the handkerchief.
A roll of old banknotes caught Li Donglai's eyes.
Most of these bills are brown and yellow one-cent bills. Occasionally, you can see two green ones, and there are no larger bills at all.
Obviously, Li Xiaomei saved this bit by bit.
There was a sob in his throat, and Li Donglai suppressed his emotions. He stretched out his hand to rub the top of Li Xiaomei's head.
When she came into this world, Li Xiaomei was like a street lamp.
When he was in trouble, it illuminated the way ahead and filled him with hope for life.
Maybe it was because she was talking about the past, tears appeared on Li Xiaomei's cheeks unconsciously.
She ran to the coat rack, took off the towel and wiped her face. She turned back and raised her little face and said with a smile: "Brother, I thought you were stupid and honest at the time. I really thought you would never get a wife in your life! Now!
Well, you have become a great doctor in the hospital and also the director."
Silly and honest... the emotions Li Donglai had brewed disappeared in an instant.
He glared at Li Xiaomei fiercely and pinched her chubby little face: "Put the box away quickly. My brother will send you to your sister-in-law's house later. If you can't complete the task, let's see how I deal with you."
"Hmph!" Li Xiaomei pouted and pinched her waist, "If you dare to pinch me, I will file a complaint with my sister-in-law later. Let my sister-in-law take care of you!"
The two brothers and sisters played around for a while, and then Li Donglai took Li Xiaomei to Ding's house on his bicycle.
Of course, he couldn't let Li Xiaomei issue the invitation on his behalf.
In the study, Ding Boren's stubborn face showed excitement after listening to Li Donglai's thoughts.
"Is this, is this appropriate?"
"What's inappropriate! It's a new world now, and it's important to replace the old with the new. Qiunan, the two of you, is a daughter, and I, the son-in-law, will be half a son from now on." Li Donglai said sincerely.
It's not that he was talking politely.
In this era, as time went by, he felt more and more the special feelings between relatives.
In previous lives, relatives would only get together during the Chinese New Year, and some of them could not even be called by their names.
We get together just to complete the tasks assigned by our parents.
In this day and age, relatives can really take care of things.
Even the villagers in Qinjiagou who were not related by blood could share the few rations they had with their brothers and sisters.
What's more, Ding Boren is Ding Qiunan's biological father and the future child's grandfather.
