And this kid is not only a banner figure among the grassroots die-hards in the Forty-Nine City die-hard circle, but also has the identity of Chu Heng's spokesperson, so the scene of today's wedding is destined to be big.
After Chu Heng left home in the morning, he ate steamed buns at a breakfast stall on the way. When he arrived at Du San's house, it was already past seven o'clock.
At this time, many people had already arrived before him, most of them were his brothers, but there was also a large group of people gathered in the yard.
Among these people, Chu Heng's gang...the top tasks in the team are basically in place.
There are Han Xu and Jiang Keba who are Du San's right and left arms, Wan Xiaotian who rushed back from the big city yesterday evening and Cen Hao who hasn't been seen for many days, and even An Rongyuan and the others who don't deal with Du San very well.
King Kong is also here.
It is worth mentioning that Wan Xiaotian, the grandson, has become more and more arrogant since he got money. This time he directly gave a radio as a gift, just like a rich man from his mother-in-law.
Compared to him, Cen Hao and An Rongyuan were a little less interesting.
Cen Hao is a poor boy. He has to honor his master and support his younger brother with only a month's salary. There is not much left, so he only gave him a towel.
Brother An Rongyuan was not much better. Although they had many brothers, they had little income. The only source of income was the tribute from the Buddhas they raised, so they didn't pretend to be big. They just paid five yuan each.
Money man.
"Tu tu tu tu!"
After Chu Heng parked the car in front of the door, he happily got out of the car and wandered into the yard amidst the respectful greetings of his younger brothers.
As the number one flatterer, Wan Xiaotian was the first to rush out of the room, walked up to Chu Heng with a slutty face, and imitated those nobles with a playful smile, saying, "Greetings, Mr. Chu."
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"Ha, get up." Chu Heng was amused and raised his hand to pat his shoulder.
"Hey!" Wan Xiaotian straightened up quickly, leaned into his ear again, and whispered: "Master Chu, I brought a lot of things when I came back this time. When you are free, I will deliver them to you."
"We'll talk about it later."
Chu Heng waved his hand and turned to look at Cen Haoren and others who had just come out of the house.
Du San was already dressed at this time, with a white shirt on his upper body, military green trousers on his lower body, a pair of large shiny leather shoes on his feet, and a liberation cap on his head, with a red five-pointed star sewn on it shining brightly in the sun.
This is definitely the most fashionable and trendy look in China right now!
"It's true that a man relies on his clothes and a horse relies on his saddle." Chu Heng walked forward with a smile, looked around Du San, nodded and joked: "Not bad, not bad, just this leaf, I'm sure Zhou Tingyan will be fascinated.
Can’t find North!”
"Hehe, if she doesn't wear this outfit, she still won't be able to find her!" Du San said with a blushing face.
"You are so awesome." Chu Heng laughed and punched him, glanced at the silly Cen Hao beside him, and said angrily: "You are still laughing, Du San is already married,
Aren't you in a hurry?"
"I'm not in a hurry. Women are too troublesome." Cen Hao curled his lips with a look of fear on his face. It seemed like he had some psychological shadow left by his ex-girlfriend.
"What a fool."
Chu Heng rolled his eyes at this guy and was too lazy to pay attention to him. He turned around and went to drink tea and chat with Du San and the others.
At half past seven, guests began to arrive one after another.
There are many people and it is very mixed.
There were big and small recalcitrants in the city, as well as the big courtyard boys who had always kept close contact with the grassroots recalcitrants, as well as Fang Yuchun, Wang Jun and other cadres from factories and government agencies who were good friends with Du San.
At around eight o'clock, Shazhu and Liu Guangtian also came over.
When Chu Heng was still living in the courtyard, Du San often went to see them, and they became fair-weather friends with them. I remember that the three grandsons once drank too much and fed Xu Damao shit together...
Gee, it makes me sick just thinking about it. I really don’t know how they could do it at that time.
There were no elders in Du San's family. As his eldest brother, Chu Heng naturally took on the task of welcoming guests. He stood in the yard with a big grin on his face. He had to go and receive everyone who came to say congratulations. Familiar
After chatting for a few words and saying hello to those he didn't know well, he was so tired that his mouth almost became thin.
It went like this until nine o'clock, when the wedding reception team finally set off.
Chu Heng took the lead in a dark Volga, followed by a hundred bicycles, like a long dragon, swaying through the city, looking more impressive than the cars in front.
There are still many people who are not allowed to come, otherwise it would cost at least 500 bicycles.
Volgari.
Du San, who usually held the tip of the knife to his heart without blinking an eye, was extremely nervous at this moment. He looked in the mirror and loosened his collar buttons, and there were beads of sweat on his forehead.
"Master Chu, please show me again. Is there nothing wrong with me?" He straightened his clothes with an anxious look on his face, and reached out to grab Chu Heng who was driving.
"Are you done yet?"
Chu Heng looked at him angrily and really wanted to kick this grandson down.
It’s been less than ten minutes since we set off, and I’ve asked this question eight times!
When Du San saw the elder getting angry, he calmed down angrily, rubbed his face and looked out the window nervously and expectantly.
The motorcade passed by in the market, attracting many pedestrians to stop and watch.
When they walked to Dengshikou, a brand new jeep passed them by.
A middle-aged man sitting in the back seat looked at the motorcade outside the window, frowned slightly, and asked the driver with some displeasure: "Who is getting married? It's not a small ceremony!"
Coincidentally, the driver happened to be a young man from the compound, and he really knew about Du San's marriage.
He glanced at the iconic Volga in the motorcade from the rearview mirror and said with a smile: "It's a young gangster named Du San. He has a good relationship with Chu Heng."
"Chu Heng..."
The man muttered something, shook his head helplessly, waved his hand and said: "Drive quickly."
He originally wanted to teach these swaggering guys a lesson, but after learning that he was involved with Chu Heng, a cruel and cruel little bastard, he decisively gave up this plan.
That kid is now a big wasp, and he can stir up a whole swarm if he pokes one!
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Half past nine.
The wedding team arrived outside a large courtyard in Xiao Lama Hutong, Xuanwu, where Zhou Tingyan's home is located.
At this time, many people gathered in the courtyard, including relatives of the Zhou family and surrounding neighbors.
When the motorcade stopped at the door, those who were looking at the door were all stunned!
These days, a wedding with more than a dozen bicycles is considered a big event. His small car was driving the road, followed by a long line of cars that was almost out of sight. It was extremely arrogant.
