At 1 o'clock in the morning on Sunday, Yang Chengyi and his family set off in two cars to tie up the floats. According to Yang Chengyi's request, Xiao Shuxia did not dress up too much, and Yang Jingxing naturally escaped.

Today's bride's surname is Lu, and her father's nickname is Lu Laosan. He is over fifty years old, and his business has now expanded to Quhang.

Lu Laosan and Yang Chengyi are peers, but Lu Laosan pays more attention to work, so his capital is a large-scale construction team. But when it comes to project bidding, comprehensive management, statistics, planning, and accounting... he seems not as good as Yang Chengyi

The company is so knowledgeable.

When Lu Laosan was drunk, he liked to talk about how he was so hungry when he was a child that he stole other people's food and was beaten. Yang Jingxing, who had only met him three times, heard about it twice. However, many people knew that Lu Laosan was born in poverty.

We are good friends with Yang Chengyi, who loves to dress up. Lu Laosan even single-handedly brought Yang Chengyi out.

Lu Laosan's hometown is more than 40 kilometers away from the county seat. It is not even a small town. There are just a few dozen families. It was less than eight o'clock when Yang Chengyi and his family arrived, but the large building dominated by Lu Laosan was already there.

It was so festive, there was even a big inflatable advertising arch.

Yang Chengyi parked his car on the side of the highway, got off the car and walked 50 meters to Lu Laosan's yard. He walked twenty meters after being greeted by several people. Lu Laosan, who was wearing an obviously high-end suit, trotted up to meet him.

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Lu Laosan was not polite to Yang Chengyi, but warmly welcomed Xiao Shuxia and Yang Jingxing. Xiao Shuxia blamed the politeness of old friends, but Yang Jingxing was the only one who was polite.

The yard is as big as a basketball court, and dozens of tables have been set up. Although there are not many people there, breakfast is also served, but Lu Laosan wanted Yang Chengyi and his family to go inside and go upstairs to rest, so he asked someone to send them there.

Yang Chengyi disagreed and drove Lu Laosan back to the house. Because according to pure rules and customs, the bride's parents were not allowed to greet the guests, and Lu Laosan was a person who attached great importance to customs, so the next tasks had to be handed over to him.

Yang Chengyi, including sending the bride off later, going to the groom's side to protect the bride, etc...

After symbolically eating the wedding noodles from the bride's family, Yang Chengyi's family had to start doing their own business.

According to custom, the bride should get up early this morning to dress up, and then stay in the boudoir waiting for the groom to pick her up. Only close relatives and children can enter the room to see.

Xiao Shuxia accepted the bride's mother's invitation to see the bride, and wanted to bring Yang Jingxing with her. The reason was: "You are still a child, what do you think?"

Fortunately, Yang Jingxing was not so shameless and began to prepare for the job that his father had arranged long ago, which was to serve cigarettes and pour tea to the guests. Yang Chengyi meant that he wanted to use his son to experience the life in his hometown and the sophistication of the world through this day. This should be good for making music.

Also helpful.

The custom is that as long as the baby is not an infant, regardless of gender, old or young, all have to offer two cigarettes, in pairs. Although the chance of rejection is more than 80%, the bride's family still prepared ten cigarettes for Yang Jingxing.

Yang Jingxing also has a smoking partner, the son of Lu Laosan’s sister, who is in his twenties and looks at least about the same height as Yang Jingxing. Two young girls are responsible for serving tea, both around 20 years old and dressed in

It's grand, at least it's fashionable and avant-garde compared to the surrounding environment.

Yang Chengyi was in charge of all the work of breaking locks. He asked the person offering cigarettes to follow him, and the person serving tea to follow the person offering tea. After working together twice, Yang Jingxing formed a tacit understanding with the girl who served tea who looked more beautiful.

, because there is no language communication at all.

Xiao Shuxia came out after not staying for a long time, looking for people she knew to say hello, and at the same time monitoring whether her son's attitude was serious. Yang Jingxing must have satisfied his mother, because he was introduced to many people.

Lu Laosan has quite a lot of customers, some are wearing ties and stockings, and some have shoes with muddy feet, as if they just came back from the fields.

Yang Jingxing almost repeated the same words and expressions to everyone, but he also received praise from his father for this.

Yang Jingxing was not proud either: "I learned it from you."

The partner who poured the tea smiled, but Yang Chengyi ignored it.

When it was almost time, a van drove into the yard and stopped. It was not a big shot, but a band.

Xiao Shuxia came to suggest to her husband that she let her son do his professional work: "...Don't let them be lazy and don't make mistakes."

Yang Chengyi's expression seemed to indicate that his wife was unreasonable.

Yang Jingxing had to go and offer cigarettes to the band, and some of them declined.

Xiao Shuxia followed up again and introduced everyone enthusiastically and proactively: "My son is from Puhai Conservatory of Music... you are considered colleagues."

Two people in the band nodded, or looked at Yang Jingxing, who looked helpless and asked his father for help, but Yang Chengyi was busy.

The average age of the band members should be close to forty years old. Only the singer who is about thirty years old is a woman. She is the only one not wearing festive uniforms. She is the only one who showed some surprises: "Ah... you are Boss Yang's wife."

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Xiao Shuxia smiled brightly: "Yes, he is a courtesy guest today."

The female singer asked Yang Jingxing again with confidence: "Four zero two?! I've heard of you before... what a coincidence."

Yang Jingxing laughed: "Chun is too young."

Yang Chengyi shouted over there: "Jingyan!"

Yang Jingxing hurried over, but Xiao Shuxia stayed behind to chat with the band members.

Yang Jingxing's tea-pour partner came back after getting ready for the band and talked to him: "I heard Lu Shulan and the others talk about you before... we often play together."

Yang Jingxing introduced himself: "My name is Yang Jingxing."

The girl nodded and smiled: "My name is Zhou Yiyu."

Yang Jingxing confirmed: "Are you really talking about me? I'm not very familiar with the bride."

Zhou Yiyu smiled: "That's right, you have been studying in Puhai."

Yang Jingxing also smiled: "It's a pleasure to cooperate, and we have a guest."

The other girl serving tea also began to favor Yang Jingxing.

The band was not small but very organized, and it didn't take long to be almost ready. Two high-power speakers, a microphone, an old simple mixer, a keyboard, a trumpet, a trombone, and a

There was a saxophone, a set of electronic drums, a violin, an electric guitar, and a suona and a singer. It was obvious that the equipment was all consumer grade and had not been taken care of properly. The keyboards and drums were not well maintained.

Compared with this band combination, San0 is not unusual. The leader of the band still adjusts the sound. The method is very simple, that is, taking turns to take each microphone and feed it.

After the tone was completed, the microphone was handed to Yang Chengyi, but he stopped pretending: "Welcome all distinguished guests on this special day. However, there are more and more cars. Go to the person to get one, don't drive down and get stuck. Dear distinguished guests, please

Find a place to sit, those who haven’t had breakfast will still have noodles to eat, and we will have to wait for lunch in a while... The band is welcome to perform for us."

The singer was not on the stage for the time being, and the band leader who played the saxophone acted as the host. He introduced his best band in more detail, and then started with the song "The Tracker's Love".

Suola started playing, and he played pretty well. Yang Jingxing looked over.

Next, except for the drums, which have an unchanging rhythm, the other instruments basically have the same melody of the song, and they coordinate well with each other. The high-power speakers are loud, and the atmosphere suddenly rises.

Yang Jingxing concentrated on doing what he should do.

After "The Tracker's Love", the musicians played "The Same Song" in unison and got some applause. Lu Laosan's old mother was even attracted and looked so happy that her wrinkles

It turned into a smile.

However, there are more and more customers, and Yang Jingxing and others are getting busier and busier.

Then the singer went up, and of course he congratulated the host first before singing. Although he was singing with computer accompaniment, he didn't need to look at the computer. The singing was not bad, and at least most of the people's expressions were quite satisfactory.

Yang Chengyi welcomed more and more people, including civil servants, businessmen, farmers, workers, old people and children. They all sat in the big yard, chatting and passing the time while the band played two songs and two verses.

It’s a festive time.

The security manager of Yang Chengyi's company drove here in a bus with more than a dozen people. His appearance and temperament attracted everyone's attention. The security manager's name was Mo Zhaojie, and most people called him brother.

According to the old custom, you have to show off your aura when sending a bride off. Naturally, the workers of Lu Laosan are not as aura as the group of people led by Mo Zhaojie. They are all wearing black shirts and T-shirts, and they have sharp eyes.

"Brother, thank you for your hard work." Mo Zhaojie's words were like a password, and the group of people behind him said neatly: "Hello, Boss Yang."

Yang Chengyi reminded his son who was already taking action: "Give Manager Mo a cigarette."

Mo Zhaojie took it with a smile and waved his hands, then stopped Yang Jingxing who was about to continue, took out two packs of cigarettes from him and handed them to his men: "Take two for each person."

A group of people put a cigarette in each ear, which looks like a symbol.

Mo Zhaojie was surprised and asked Yang Jingxing: "Can you do this?"

Yang Jingxing said: "It's okay, as long as they don't all look like brothers."

The two tea servers were busy, but the tea drinkers were also very enthusiastic towards them. Mo Zhaojie was also one of the people Lu Laosan came out to greet in person, but Mo Zhaojie also asked Lu Laosan to go into the room.

He joked with Yang Jingxing: "...Aren't all the girls in the conservatory so beautiful?"

Yang Jingxing said: "It's not so beautiful."

Zhou Yiyu smiled, found an extra cup of tea on the plate, and asked Yang Jingxing: "Do you want to drink it?"

Yang Jingxing shook his head: "I'm not thirsty."

At this time, the singer came over to talk to Yang Jingxing: "Sing a song "Xia Guang", okay?"

Yang Jingxing said: "I was about to ask you the same question."

The singer thought for a moment and chuckled: "That's okay? Sure."

Yang Jingxing said: "Thank you."

The singer was modest: "The accompaniment available online is not very good."

Xiao Shuxia, who came with the singer, ordered her son: "Go and play the accompaniment. The piano is about the same, right?"

Yang Chengyi also said: "Uncle Lu is marrying his daughter. If you don't have any gifts, just give her a song."

Yang Jingxing's ugly words came first: "Don't blame me if you don't have a companion."

The singer was in trouble: "It's okay, no problem."

After Yang Jingxing went to sit down in front of the consumer-grade keyboard worth several thousand dollars, the singer introduced him: "...We welcome Boss Yang's son."

Who is welcoming him? Although everyone in the whole place was looking at Yang Jingxing, and there were many heads sticking out of the windows upstairs, the few slaps could be ignored.
To be continued...