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Chapter 183 Motorcade

In the early morning, the capital city was shrouded in mist.

As soon as it dawned, people gathered outside the small courtyard of the Ding family.

Today is the day when the eldest daughter of the Ding family gets married.

A few days ago, Mother Ding had been carrying wedding candies and melon seeds, going door to door, inviting everyone to come and watch the fun.

Although the Ding family are outsiders, they are kind-hearted and have good popularity in the alley.

No, the neighbors gathered at the entrance of the alley early in the morning.

On the one hand, it is to help the Ding family.

On the other hand, it is to watch the fun.

The eldest daughter of the Ding family looks like a flower, but she has a proud temperament. Over the years, her neighbors have often introduced her to potential partners.

However, she didn't take a fancy to any of them.

Now, the neighbors want to see what the young man who captured the eldest daughter of the Ding family looks like.

The morning sun rises little by little, and the golden light falls on the morning mist. The whole alley seems to have sunk into a golden world.

Suddenly there was a clanking sound of a bicycle chain rubbing against a flywheel in the distance.

The neighbors stood up one after another, weighed their feet and looked towards the entrance of the alley.

Only seen.

A group of bicycles lined up neatly and drove in from outside.

The bright silver handlebars of the bicycles are tied with bright red flowers. The young people riding the bicycles are all wearing light gray shirts, black pants and black leather shoes.

In the dim golden light, the entire team looked uniform, solemn and imposing.

The morning sun shone on the golden phoenix nameplate of the bicycle, and the reflected light reflected in the eyes of the neighbors, making them stunned.

How have they ever seen such a scene?

Usually when people get married, the man rides a bicycle and picks up the woman, and that's it.

If you want to save more face, please ask two bicycles to accompany you.

But.

This is a group of bicycles, and they are all Phoenix brand.

The son-in-law of the Ding family is so respectable!

...

The neighbors' eyes suddenly widened.

The ladies who were chatting were half-way through their words and could no longer close their mouths.

By this time, the bicycle convoy had arrived in front of the neighbors.

Li Donglai, draped in big red flowers, crossed his legs on the ground and greeted his neighbors warmly.

The bald old man tied up his bicycle, took out candy cubes and melon seeds from the package, and sprinkled them on the crowd.

Children squatted on the ground and snatched melon seeds.

The bald old man took out Daqianmen cigarettes again and offered cigarettes to the gay men one by one.

Only then did the neighbors react, and their eyes turned to Li Donglai.

He was wearing a straight navy blue tunic suit with a red flower on his chest, making him look energetic.

"This is the groom, he's so handsome. No wonder the eldest daughter of the Ding family, who has a high level of ambition, falls in love with him."

"Handsomeness is the next best thing. Marry a man, marry a man, wear clothes and eat. I think this young man has a good family background. The candy belongs to the White Rabbit, and the cigarettes belong to the front door. Tsk tsk."

"Family means nothing. I think this young man is extraordinary. At least he is a cadre."

"That's right, how can an ordinary person hire more than twenty bicycles of the same color?"

...

In the yard, the Ding family's parents and Ding Qiunan heard the noise outside and knew that the wedding party was coming.

Ding Qiunan was wearing a bright red Bragi, with a red flower on her chest, and a dark blue bow tied on her black braid, making her look particularly delicate and charming.

When she heard the noise and knew that the wedding party was coming, she calmed down and slowly opened the door.

Ding Boren was also shocked when he saw the bicycle team at the door.

The promised barefoot doctor.

As promised, I just arrived in Beijing not long ago.

As promised, I don't have many friends in Beijing.

This is exactly what wealthy people do!

However, the envious looks from his neighbors still made him happy.

"Pah, pah, pah, pah!" Gu Shen took out a five-hundred-ring whip, hung it on a tree branch at the door, and lit the cannon.

For a moment, the door of Ding's house was filled with blue smoke.

After the smoke cleared, the "drivers" invited by Gu Shen helped move the "packing gifts" prepared in advance from the Ding family house.

A sewing machine, a radio, five pairs of quilts, and a bunch of trivial things.

As his old club, Ding Boren naturally had to join the boys in tying the gifts on the back of the bicycle.

He suddenly found a square cardboard box bundled behind a bicycle. The words "Shangmodu Brand 104-5 Tube TV" were also written on the cardboard box.

Even though he was a professor at Beijing University, Ding Boren couldn't help but take a breath of the air full of gunpowder smoke.

Not to mention the neighbors watching.

Li Donglai glanced at Gu Shen speechlessly, this guy really gave him a big gift.

That's right, Gu Shen's gift is a TV.

Although it's only 14 inches, it's still black and white, but it's worth a lot of money.

In this era, decent home appliances were just radios, and televisions were only found in the homes of some big leaders.

Li Donglai now has a lot of money in his hands. He had wanted to buy one for a long time, but he found that there was no stock at all on the market.

The neighbors who were watching also noticed the TV at this time.

hiss.

Hiss, hiss.

Hiss, hiss, hiss.

The sound of gasping came one after another, almost sucking out all the smoke in the air.

After the shock, bursts of discussion broke out.

"Hey, be a good boy, TV set, the son-in-law of the Ding family can actually afford a TV set!"

"I'm convinced by Old Man Ding. Why did this old guy find such a good son-in-law?"

"Hey, I'll go to Ding's house to sit down in the evening and ask his son-in-law if he has any brothers."

"Sister-in-law Zhang, you are already married, do you still want to have a sweet dream?"

"Tch, once you get married, you can't get divorced?"

The TV was so expensive that even Ding Qiunan, who didn't pay much attention to material things, was so excited that his hands and feet became weak.

"Okay, let's set off quickly. The guests are waiting at the tavern." At Li Donglai's signal, Gu Shen, who originally wanted to show off for a while, stepped forward and shouted loudly.

Then, he took out a firecracker with 500 rings and lit it.

"Pap-pap-pap-pap!"

As the gunfire rang out, Li Donglai rode a bicycle carrying Ding Qiunan, followed by a large number of bicycles, and drove toward the tavern in a mighty manner.

The motorcade entered the main road and immediately attracted the attention of passers-by.

There were big red flowers on the handlebars of the car, and there were gifts on the back of the car. You could tell at a glance that it was a procession to welcome the bride.

It's just that this team is too huge.

Ding Qiunan kept her little face on Li Donglai's back all the way. Today's wedding was like a dream wedding in a manuscript.

When we arrived at the tavern, the guests had almost arrived.

Factory Director Yang, Dean Jiao, and Village Chief Qin Sanmin had already sat on the seats under Xu Huizhen's arrangement.

What Li Donglai didn't expect was that there was an old comrade sitting between Dean Jiao and Factory Director Yang.

He is thin and energetic. The hero pen in the pocket of his white short-sleeved shirt and the black-framed glasses on his nose add a bit of scholarly air to him.

Before Li Donglai could ask, Dean Jiao stood up and introduced himself: "Donglai, this is Professor Hu Guangshen, the editor-in-chief of the "Chinese Medical Journal". Professor Hu is a master of our Chinese medical community."

Chief Editor of "Chinese Medical Journal"?

Fund owner dad!

Li Donglai hurriedly stepped forward, his body slightly bent: "Thank you very much Professor Hu for coming to attend the student's wedding."

As a doctor who has submitted articles to magazines, there is absolutely no problem in calling himself a student.

"I would also like to thank you!" Professor Hu Guangshen extended his hand, "After your two papers were published, they attracted widespread attention in the international medical community."

An old man and a young man held their hands tightly together.


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