At this time, the leader's wife was taking a group of female guests to the front yard account table to give a gift.
Because of Yi Qiushui's special status and her parents are gone, these uncles and aunts treat her as their own daughter, so they are particularly generous in giving gifts.
The leader’s wife was the first to present the gift.
"Guo Cao Cao, five hundred yuan."
Xu Damao, as the cashier, read the names of the guests loudly while counting the money.
This is an unwritten rule at the accounting table. The reason why the cashier reads out the name and amount is to remind the bookkeeper and to check with the guests to avoid making mistakes.
"Wow……"
As soon as Xu Damao's voice fell, screams from everyone around him came.
Everyone speculated on the identity of this noble hostess and looked at her with more respect.
These days, let alone five hundred yuan, even five yuan is considered a heavy gift. I didn't expect that it would be five hundred yuan, which is even more generous than a wedding dowry.
Before everyone could be envious, they heard Xu Damao's voice reporting from the accounting table.
"Money is overflowing, five hundred yuan."
"Wang Shaoan, five hundred yuan."
"Miao Chengdong, five hundred yuan."
"Li Yang, five hundred yuan."
"Li Zhong, five hundred yuan."
"..."
As Xu Damao continued to report the numbers, the onlookers were already numb. Everyone speculated about the bride's background and lamented that Yang Jun had married an amazing wife.
Most of the guests on the bride's side were given heavy gifts of five hundred yuan, and even those from the big courtyard were given gifts of thirty yuan. The bride's gift account alone filled five pages.
The third uncle wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with his hand while writing down. The hand holding the pen was almost numb. The more he remembered, the more frightened he became. In the past, he only thought that Yang Jun was a capable person who was not easy to mess with. Unexpectedly, he
But she kept it secret and married a daughter-in-law whom no one could afford to offend.
He had just seen that those people wearing generals' military coats were all as calm as a mountain. They could not be that bad without long-term fighting. Moreover, the female guests who were giving the ceremony all had nobility, judging from their wearers.
The dressing up is evident.
Xu Damao didn't dare to sit any longer, so he simply stood up, bent down and respectfully took the gift money from their hands. He didn't know whether he was excited or for other reasons, but his voice when reporting the numbers became stuttering...
After the woman's side finished the ceremony, no one dared to offer it for a long time.
Everyone is afraid that the little gift money they have will look particularly shabby after someone else's name. Everyone is a shameless person, and no one dares to give a gift.
Ji Demin saw that no one was willing to go up to salute, so he glanced at Li Lixin and the others, and then he was the first to walk over.
"Ji Demin, two hundred yuan."
After everyone heard this, they all looked at Ji Demin.
Although this middle-aged man in Chinese tunic suit did not have as much gift money as the previous ones, no one dared to underestimate him. After all, a gift of two hundred yuan was an astronomical sum for them.
"Li Lixin, two hundred yuan."
"Peng Dehai, two hundred yuan."
"Wang Dezhi, two hundred yuan."
"Yu Shengli, two hundred yuan."
"..."
Finally, when it was Li Tiezhu's turn, he walked over with firm steps, took out a thick wad of banknotes from his pocket and slapped it on the table.
When Xu Damao saw this, his eyes widened, he dipped his trembling hands in saliva, and began to count them one by one.
"Li Tiezhu, 1,200 yuan."
"Wow……"
Everyone screamed again.
Although they saw Li Tiezhu take out a thick wad of banknotes with their own eyes and knew that the gift this time would definitely not be small, they were still shocked when Xu Damao reported the amount.
Finally there is someone who gives more gifts than the woman.
One thousand two hundred yuan.
What is this concept?
No one dared to imagine it, but everyone still compared it privately in their own minds. With their current salary, how many years would it take them to save such a large amount of money.
Li Tiezhu offered a gift of 1,200 yuan. Everyone knew in advance that the two hundred yuan was a gift between comrades, and the other one thousand was the bet they had made before. Ji Demin and the others knew this, and they would not be upset just because Li Tiezhu offered more than them.
angry.
However, when they saw the scorching eyes on Li Tiezhu, they felt very proud. The old comrades did not lose face to Yang Jun, and finally there was someone who could give more gifts than the woman.
After the old comrades paid their respects, it was the turn of the colleagues at the steel rolling mill.
Director Yang was the first to salute, followed by the leaders of the steel rolling mill.
"Yang Jianguo, two hundred yuan."
"Li Huaide, two hundred yuan."
"Cao Jianhong, two hundred yuan."
In the steel rolling mill, only a few senior leaders were paid 200 yuan, and most of the remaining section chiefs and workshop directors were paid between 10 and 20 yuan.
Then, there are the gifts between ordinary friends and neighbors.
We are all poor, no one should laugh at anyone.
There were some for fifty cents, and some for one yuan, but for the first time, the third uncle gave out a gift of twenty yuan.
Especially the people in the yard. After everyone saw Yang Jun's ability, no one dared to underestimate him. Most of them were worth one or two dollars.
The second uncle and Xu Damao also paid a gift of ten yuan, and even Yan Jiecheng and Liu Guangqi also paid five yuan each.
It stands to reason that as long as the families are not separated after marriage, they are still a family. Yan Jiecheng and Liu Guangqi do not need to give gifts, but they know that they still need Yang Jun, so they still give him a heavy gift alone.
Ran Qiuye also paid ten yuan as a gift. If I remember correctly, she married Shazhu a few days ago, and the Yang family only paid five yuan. Within a few days, they returned ten yuan.
gift money.
In fact, she knew in her heart that with the relationship between Yang Jun and Silly Zhu, there was no need for her to do this. However, she thought that Yang Jun had helped their family so much, and she didn't know how to thank him, so she could only compensate with gifts.
Already.
After a while, the banquet officially started.
The helpers in the yard started serving food like butterflies in flowers.
When all the dishes were served, everyone was stunned and looked at the rich dishes on the table in disbelief.
Twelve meat and twelve vegetarian dishes, a total of twenty-four dishes, ten cold and ten hot, plus four soup bowls.
The most shocking thing is that you can see out-of-season vegetables on the table.
Those green vegetables are particularly eye-catching, adding a different style in this bleak winter.
The big leader Guo Caocao took a bottle of Moutai and poured himself a cup. Then he raised the cup and said meaningfully to Yang Jun beside him,
"You are not a simple boy. Qiushui will not live a hard life with you."
"Hey, Uncle Guo, don't worry, if Qiu Shui loses a pound, I will cut out ten pounds of meat to make up for her."
Yang Jun understood the meaning of Guo Caocao's words. What he said was that he was too arrogant and got a lot of things that he couldn't get.
These words contained a warning, warning him to keep a low profile. At the same time, they also gave him reassurance that as long as he didn't treat Yi Qiu Shui badly, they, the old monsters, would be able to take care of all the big things for him.
Yang Jun has long understood the benefits of power. If he didn't want to treat Yi Qiushui badly at the wedding, he wouldn't be so high-profile.
But he's not afraid of those dogs and cats reporting him. If you report him, what can you do to him?
Rights are given by class, while power is managed by oneself.
It’s just a wedding, what other flowers can you name?
Of course, after writing this, some people are going to curse. Are you really not afraid of death? Aren't you afraid of being reported?
Haha, let me ask you.
You don't even dare to report village cadres who violate laws and disciplines. Would you report a deputy (department) level cadre?
If you are still not convinced, just read the sixth line from the bottom of this chapter a hundred times and you will understand the truth.
