Zhang Yu and Mengyi had almost finished eating, and started to toast one by one with their wine glasses.
I went to dad's table first, and happened to overhear Lao Yutou talking about his children.
Lao Yuan saw Zhang Yu and his wife coming over with wine glasses, and quickly stepped aside.
"Come on, come on, you two are here just in time. Your Uncle Yu wants to ask you something."
When Old Yutou saw the real master coming, he quickly stood up unsteadily, trying to find a stool for Zhang Yu and the others to sit on.
"Bye bye, bye bye. You are sitting here, Uncle Yu. If you have anything to ask, feel free to ask us."
Zhang Yu quickly asked Lao Yutou to sit down. This was impossible. No elder would bring a stool to the younger one.
"Then you two find a stool and sit down, and I'll talk to you slowly."
Zhang Yu was originally here to toast, but he hasn’t even drank the wine yet, so he has to sit down and have a long talk.
Lao Yuan gave Zhang Yu a look and said, just a few words, let's sit down and chat.
Okay then, Zhang Yu will do whatever Lao Yuan arranges.
Zhang Yu found two stools and sat down side by side with Mengyi.
Lao Yuan handed them a pair of chopsticks.
Zhang Yu and the other two quickly took it with both hands.
"Uncle Yu, if you have anything to say, just say it."
"Zhang Yu, it's not that Uncle Yu is being a jerk and taking up your time, but that Uncle Yu really has no choice but to learn from you."
Old Yutou took Zhang Yu's hand and spoke out word by word, with a look of embarrassment on his face.
"Okay, okay, Uncle Yu, you say it, you say it."
"Hey, I'm talking about my son, I really, I..."
For some reason, Old Yutou found it difficult to speak to Zhang Yu.
Zhang Yu immediately understood and took the initiative to speak.
"Uncle Yu, I know what you want to express. I heard some of it just now."
"Let me tell you some of my opinions?"
"Tell me, Uncle Yu is listening."
Lao Yutout wanted to hear Zhang Yu's opinion on this matter. After all, young people can understand young people better.
"Uncle Yu, I think the reason why your son didn't tell you the whole story is because you didn't give him a chance to speak at all."
"Why didn't I give it to him? He didn't tell me when I asked him!"
Lao Yu felt that he was very aggrieved. How could the child still have anything to do with him if he didn't speak?
"Don't worry, I'm just analyzing it with you."
"Although I have never met your son, from what my father and this uncle said, I can tell that this child has good conduct."
"One more thing, why do you think he will steal money? Why do you have this idea?"
"Also, do you know about his fights and what happened before and after?"
"He has compassion and knows that your child is not as unbearable as you think."
"As a leader, I don't think it will be difficult for you to investigate and collect evidence on some things, but why don't you be more patient?"
"Trust is a very important part, not only between husband and wife, but also between parents and children. There are also trust issues."
"The more you distrust, the more closed your child's heart will be. He will become less and less fond of chatting and communicating with you. He is afraid that if he says the wrong next sentence, he will be beaten severely by you."
"Because everything he says now sounds like excuses and sophistry to you."
In fact, Zhang Yu feels that Yu Yang is a very pitiful child. With such parents, the child is not crooked, which is really a blessing.
The current Yu Yang, to Zhang Yu, feels like he is constantly trying to escape from this family and his father, who in his view is a vicious man.
If Yu Yang didn't have his own financial income, he would probably be nowhere to be seen by now.
After listening to Zhang Yu's words, Lao Yuan and Lao Yin nodded in agreement.
Zhang Yu was their mouthpiece, speaking out everything they wanted to say.
Zhang Yu also feels that he has done enough. If Lao Yu still does not reflect on his actions, then Zhang Yu can only say sorry to Yu Yang, whom he has never met.
Really, really tried his best. As a junior, Zhang Yu could not reprimand an elder.
Only through some words can Lao Yu know that he was wrong.
Zhang Yu didn't waste any more time and picked up the wine glasses with Mengyi.
"Dear uncles and uncles, thank you for coming and adding splendor to our wedding ceremony. Thank you all."
Zhang Yu drank the wine in one gulp. Meng Yiye, not to be outdone, drank a glass of wine in one gulp.
His whole cheek began to turn red, and Zhang Yu frowned when he saw Mengyi drinking so generously.
"Don't drink in such a hurry. What will you do if you get drunk soon?"
"Ahem, it's okay, don't worry about me."
Today is the wedding day, Zhang Yu didn’t have much to say, so he had to lead Mengyi to the next table.
Except for Master Ma, who is sitting at the head seat, everyone else at this table is Zhang Yu and Mengyi’s friends.
Zhou Xiaobai, Li Weimin, and Liu Jianguo were among them, as well as the little guy who came from the countryside, Brother Li (the future third brother-in-law).
The rest are the eldest brother, sister-in-law, the little guy, and the second and third sisters.
They are all young people, and they are not polite. The men all drank it in one gulp, and the women drank tea instead of water to respect the two newcomers.
After drinking this glass of wine, Mengyi was completely hazy, so Zhang Yu had to arrange for Xiaobai to take care of her first.
I found Silly Pillar myself.
"Si Zhu, it's time to serve food."
"Hey, okay, just wait."
Steamed buns were arranged for lunch today, which was made by Lao Wang and Zhang Ma together.
Silly Zhu just put on the steamer, steamed the steamed buns, divided all the steamed buns into two, and served them to the table.
Silly Zhu led Ma Hua to pack all his things.
I sat behind the stove with a stool, just waiting for the two tables to finish, and packed up the leftovers. It was a delicious meal if I had something to do in the evening.
Zhang Yu entertained the guests after the meal, and then during the break, Zhang Yu sent Mengyi back to the room and helped Mengyi take off her shoes.
Turn on the Watson electric fan on the table, adjust it to a suitable angle, and help Mengyi find a suitable position.
After everything was done, Zhang Yu was also sweating. Doing some physical work in the summer really gave the sweat glands a chance to sweat out.