PFC Chapter 287 Wedding
Chapter 287 Wedding
Lin Dawei: "..."
“Your daughter is relying on you for encouragement, but you seem more nervous than she is.”
Yes, he should be encouraging his daughter, but she ended up encouraging him instead.
Lin Dawei composed himself and led Lin Yuyao forward step by step.
Accompanied by the melodious wedding march, the bride, arm in arm with her father, slowly entered the venue.
On stage, the emcee held a microphone and said some words to create a lively atmosphere, and as she entered, applause erupted in the room.
The lights shone on her, making her white wedding dress appear incredibly pure and holy, and also making her cheeks appear even whiter and brighter, like an elf descended to earth.
Lu Jiangting's eyes in the audience were frighteningly red.
The more beautiful she was, the more he regretted it.
We clearly agreed that as long as she's okay, that's all that matters.
Now that they are both married, he shouldn't keep thinking about her.
But he simply couldn't control his heart.
Yi Yunshuo stared at him nervously, always keeping his mission in mind.
He'll take him down immediately if this kid dares to do anything out of line.
On the stage, Fu Huaiyi watched the person walking towards him, his heart pounding faster involuntarily.
They really got married.
At the master of ceremonies' instruction, Lin Dawei handed Lin Yuyao over to Fu Huaiyi.
The moment I handed my daughter's hand over, I suddenly felt a sense of loss.
Is the daughter I raised with so much effort just being handed over like this?
Despite his nervousness, he spoke clearly, "I'm entrusting Yuyao to you. You must cherish her."
"Father, I will."
As the wedding proceeded smoothly, the elders, who were considered important figures, took turns to speak and offer their blessings to the newlyweds. Fang Qing's face turned frighteningly pale.
She didn't know these people, but the people at the table did, and their conversation was just the right volume for her to hear.
Every person who spoke on stage was a big shot.
So Lin Yuyao has married into a wealthy family in one fell swoop.
Abandoned by Lu Jiangting, she didn't go back to her hometown to marry a poor peasant; instead, she stayed and married into a wealthy family...
This enormous gap left her with a sense of disparity that felt like an insurmountable chasm.
Yes, after today, the gap between her and Lin Yuyao will be like an insurmountable chasm.
One is like heaven, the other like earth; she was consumed by jealousy.
"The bride is quite lucky," she said sarcastically.
"Sister-in-law, do you know the bride?"
They were all very curious about the bride's background.
All I knew was that she was from out of town, and her parents and family seemed unassuming. But how could the only male member of the Fu family marry a girl from such a humble background?
"Yes, we know each other. We're from the same hometown," Fang Qing said with a faint smile.
Hearing her say that, the middle-aged woman sitting next to her asked her curiously.
"Really? What does the bride's family do?"
"Just a regular farmer." After saying that, he deliberately tried to make amends.
"Working people are the most glorious, and the poorer they are, the more glorious they are. The bride's family has been farmers for generations and has a clean family background."
The expressions on everyone's faces changed.
The middle-aged woman gave a mocking laugh, then realized her actions were too abrupt, and quickly lowered her head to drink the hot beverage.
He thought to himself: If this were in the past, in the 1960s or 70s, then this saying would indeed exist.
Now, as we are about to enter the 1990s, people's thinking has changed.
Take their family for example, they have many requirements when it comes to finding a partner for their child.
What is your family's household registration status?
Do your parents have jobs?
Where do you work?
What do brothers and sisters do?
What do I do, etc...
If the family is poor and the parents, siblings, and other relatives are not capable, they may not say it, but they will not agree to the marriage.
Only those who farm in the countryside would feel that their generations of poor peasants are a source of pride.
Of course, she would only think this in her heart and not say it out loud.
After all, the men in her family were either in the military or in politics; there were things she could think about, but she absolutely couldn't say out loud.
"Yes, the poorer you are, the more honorable you are, right? We've been farmers for generations, our family background is indeed clean, so it should be easy to pass the review, right?"
Fang Qing lowered her head and remained silent, but the discomfort she felt had dissipated considerably.
The people at this table had different thoughts, and their expressions toward the bride were noticeably different from before.
Yi Yunshuo's brow twitched.
He had been keeping an eye on Lu Jiangting, but he never expected that Lu Jiangting would hold back his anger so much that veins were bulging on his forehead, while Fang Qing would jump out and cause trouble.
"Let's go back in time. Whose ancestors didn't farm? I heard that Grandpa Fu used to farm for landlords. He worked himself to the bone and still didn't have enough to eat. He joined the army for a simple steamed bun. I believe none of you here are some remnants of feudalism that haven't been swept away, right?"
Good heavens, who can bear such a huge accusation?
Their expressions were quite interesting.
Fang Qing chuckled and said, "Yes, I always said the poorer you are, the more glorious it is."
Yi Yunshuo wasn't going to tolerate her witty and sarcastic remarks.
"Sister-in-law, come on, we know exactly what you're thinking. You're just jealous of her. You two are from the same place, but she married better than you, she's luckier than you, so you're just jealous. You're so sour, even more so than that pickled radish and old duck soup on the table."
Yi Yunshuo showed her no mercy and said it directly.
Fang Qing's smile couldn't hide her embarrassment.
"I did not mean that."
She turned to look at Lu Jiangting and whispered, "Jiangting, you tell me, you and the bride grew up together, you know her family's situation best. I'm telling the truth, right? How come telling the truth is considered jealousy?"
Lu Jiangting was already in a very bad mood, and Fang Qing's mention of childhood sweethearts was like stabbing him in the heart.
Yes, they were childhood sweethearts.
His family had arranged a marriage for him long ago; she was supposed to be his wife, but now she belongs to someone else.
“Yes, I know Yuyao’s family very well, I…I…” He suddenly stood up.
Yi Yunshuo quickly stood up and handed him the wine glass.
"You grew up with Xiaolin, and today is her wedding day, so it's only right that they toast you."
The area that Yi Yunshuo was blocking was the arm that he was gripping tightly.
Impulsiveness is often fleeting, and in the instant Yi Yunshuo grabbed him, he slowly came to his senses.
He had already wronged her enough. Today was her big day, and seeing how happy she was, how could he bear to ruin it?
Lu Jiangting said in a low voice, "Yes, we should offer a toast. But it's not them toasting me, it's me toasting them. Yi Yunshuo, I'm not as bad as you think."
After saying that, he picked up his wine glass and walked towards the bride and groom opposite him.
Yi Yunshuo dared not let his guard down and hurriedly followed with his wine glass.
Fu Huaiyi frowned slightly when he saw Lu Jiangting approaching.
Lu Jiangting held his wine glass, gave Lin Yuyao a deep look, and then gave her a smile that was more like a grimace. "Ayi, congratulations."