That year the flowers bloomed 1981

Chapter 861 He used to be a poor man

Not only was Li Dayong's wedding banquet held in the largest hotel in Beijing, the banquet hall was also decorated in ancient style, and even had a backdrop that symbolized the Magpie Bridge.

This arrangement is inconsistent with the simple and austere style advocated in the mainland in previous years, so many visitors are amazed as soon as they enter the door.

"He is really a big boss from Hong Kong! He really treats his daughter like a princess when marrying her off! I wonder if that boy surnamed Li can bear this blessing."

"It's not something you can't afford. The bigger the show you put on here, the more you value this marriage, and the more you value our mainland."

"Hiss, don't tell me, I almost didn't come to my senses"

There were many guests today, not only Li Dayong’s relatives, but also his classmates, colleagues and even teachers. Of course, some of them noticed something.

But Fan Chunhua is definitely not among these people.

She stared blankly at the banquet hall in front of her. After a long while, she gritted her teeth and asked Wang Jianqiang: "Qiangzi, go ask how much it costs to set up a banquet here for a day. Your father and I will help you with that."

Wang Jianqiang was numb to his mother's desire to compete with others, and said coldly: "This place needs to be booked several months in advance, so it's useless even if you have money."

"Then go find Li Ye for help!" Fan Chunhua said desperately, "Is Li Ye an official in Beijing? Ask him to talk to someone."

Wang Jianqiang shook his head slowly: "I'm not that thick-skinned. I can't do anything to pretend to be rich."

"You are so stupid! It's a waste to use these colorful bridges, silks, lanterns, etc. once. Let Li Ye find some connections. It will definitely not cost much. Since you are embarrassed to ask, I will ask Li Ye."

The more Fan Chunhua thought about it, the smarter she felt. These ancient style props will become second-hand after Li Dayong uses them. Do we still need to spend money to use them?
However, Fan Chunhua searched for a long time but couldn't find Li Ye, so there was no point in getting anxious.

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Li Yezheng and Dong Yuejin were rehearsing their lines backstage.

"Li Ye, are you sure you don't want to start with 'Welcome to all leaders'?"

"Well, I have discussed this issue with Pei Wencong and several elders, so there shouldn't be any problem."

"That's good. I'll recite it for a while after you finish reciting it."

Li Dayong's marriage to Pei Wenhui is inseparable from Li Ye and Dong Yuejin, so both of them have to go on stage today, and the work is not easy.

But Li Ye had memorized his lines two days ago, while Dong Yuejin was still cramming at the last minute, mumbling to himself.

"Boss, I've sent you the script for a week, and you're just starting to work hard now! Have you only read the script in meetings over the past few years without using your brain?"

Dong Yuejin has been doing well in recent years, rising from editor-in-chief of New Wind magazine to the second-in-command of Blue Ocean Publishing House. He was successfully promoted to a higher position this spring. He probably has a bunch of "Little Li and Little Zhang" under him, and they don't even write their own manuscripts. They just read the manuscripts given to them by Li Ye, so that's why he made fun of him.

But Dong Yuejin stamped his left foot and said angrily, "Why don't you use your brain? I have several meetings this week, and I have to recite every day when I have time. My memory is not good at my age. Why don't you, a young man, understand the old comrades?"

"Oh, you are an old comrade now!"

"No, I'm almost fifty."

"Don't worry, don't worry, just recite it slowly. If you can't recite it, I'll remind you later."

Li Ye could only sympathize with Dong Yuejin. After all, it was normal for a man in his late 50s to have a declining memory. The more you forced him to memorize, the less he would remember.

While Dong Yuejin was sweating as he memorized his lines, Wang Luyang, the cameraman in charge of projection, also ran over with sweat on his face.

"Deputy Director Li, you should call our factory leaders and ask them to send someone to reinforce us! This situation is a bit big, I'm afraid I can't handle it!"

"You can't handle a few slides? Are you kidding me?"

Wang Luyang was the cameraman who shot the first Fenghua Clothing advertisement. He used to be a formal employee of Beijing Film Studio, and later switched to Fenghua Clothing to specialize in shooting commercials.

But Director Wang, who usually looks very calm in front of a group of models, was actually stage fright today.

Wang Luyang smiled bitterly and said, "Go out and have a look! Reporters from several major newspapers are here. Is there any need to talk about the level of leadership later? If I make any mistakes, the impact will be huge."

"Alright, alright, alright, this is your chance to show off, there's no way you can make any mistakes, stop wasting time and get ready to start."

"I'm sorry."

Wang Luyang ran back helplessly.

In the past few years, he has been doing well among the crowd and has become a little proud of himself. He felt that his talents were no longer suppressed and were finally being showcased. But today, when he saw the level of the people present, the pressure within the system came back to him, and he still felt guilty.

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"Hello everyone, welcome to the wedding of Comrade Li Dayong and Ms. Pei Wenhui. I am Dong Yuejin from Blue Ocean Publishing House. In 79, I met Mr. Pei Wencong, the brother of the bride, because of a 'Thousands of Miles to Find Relatives' activity."

Dong Yuejin had a hard time memorizing his lines, but when he went on stage with Li Ye, he performed quite well, speaking clearly and with a steady stage presence.

The script written by Li Ye did not start with the standard "Welcome, leaders", which made many people in the audience feel strange, but the few people sitting in the front row felt more relaxed and at ease.

Some things don't need to be overly boasted about, as long as the parties involved know the truth. When Li Ye spoke, the atmosphere at the scene suddenly became joyful.

"Hello everyone, I am Li Ye from Qingshui County. I met the groom, Comrade Li Dayong, when I was wearing open-crotch pants."

"Hahahaha~"

“Is this kid telling a crosstalk?”

Li Ye smiled and continued, "Don't laugh! Let me explain something first. You may be confused about our on-site layout and the bride and groom's attire, but please listen to us patiently and you will know the reasons."

"Because our bride comes from the distant Hong Kong Island. For reasons known to all, the situation in Hong Kong Island is somewhat special, but the marriage customs of the people of Hong Kong Island retain the ancient traditions of our flower-growing country. Please look at the curtain."

The lights in the hall dimmed a lot, and the photos that had been prepared long ago began to play in rotation.
"This is how people in Hong Kong got married sixty years ago. This is the scene of a wedding in Hong Kong in the 1960s. This is a Chinese-style wedding of a couple in 1986."

"You can see that in the past 100 years, Hong Kong Islanders have continued to uphold the tradition of flower-growing culture, still believe that their roots are here, still care about growing flowers, and still care about the motherland."

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As Li Ye continued his narration and many wedding photos were played on the screen, the hall, which had been a little noisy just now, became quiet.

If we had held a Chinese wedding in 1987, there would definitely be some people gossiping, after all, XXX happened only more than ten years ago. But today's wedding has risen to another level and the situation is completely different.

If anyone gossips at this moment, they will only make things difficult for themselves.

When the atmosphere at the scene became solemn, Li Ye changed the subject and began to liven up the atmosphere, "Someone said that we are here to attend the wedding and see the bride and groom. What are you two rough guys doing on the stage making so much noise?"

"We need to clarify this. The two of us are very important~"

"But if you want to know how important we are, wait a moment and we'll explain it next time."

"Hahahaha~"

Li Ye and the others laughed for a while, then said, "Before we two explain our importance, let me first introduce the bride and groom to you! Please look at the curtain!"

A silly little boy appeared on the screen.

Li Ye pointed at the little boy and said, "In 1963, in a small county town in Dongshan, the Li family had a boy. Because he was timid when he was young, his family named him Dayong to make him braver."

The scene on the screen changed, and a young man practicing martial arts appeared.

"This is the ten-year-old groom. Everyone, pay attention to his eyes. He is quite courageous now. He often goes fishing in the river with me secretly, and then is chased by his parents all over the street."

"Hahahaha~"

Everyone laughed again, and even the cadres in the front row couldn't help but smile.

Who hasn’t been naughty at some point? Even though this minister or that XX has an extraordinary aura, they were still afraid of their mother’s feather duster when they were little.

But when the scene on the screen changed, everyone stopped laughing again.

Because the person on the screen was no longer Li Dayong, but a thin and small little girl.

Moreover, this little girl was working in a food stall, struggling to hold a large pile of bowls and chopsticks, with a dazed expression on her face as she looked at the camera.

The pile of dishes and chopsticks almost reached the little girl's head. It was very heavy.

The guests who saw the photos at the scene felt as if their hearts were being pulled and were very painful.

The person responsible for the commentary was also replaced by Dong Yuejin.

The old comrade narrated in a deep tone: "In 1964, in an ordinary family in Hong Kong Island, the bride Pei Wenhui was born. This is a photo of her when she was six years old.

We tried to look for older photos, but couldn’t find any because she had only had one photo taken before she was six, and that photo was blown away along with most of the things in the house during the typhoon.”

"The six-year-old bride is already very sensible. She knows that her mother working at a food stall is very hard, so she will help her mother with work within her ability."

At this time, the mother and son of the Pei family were already in tears, especially Pei Wencong, who was already sobbing.

Why did Pei Wenhui go to the food stall to help her mother?

Because his mother was not in good health and because Pei Wencong had to go to school.

Even though the family was extremely poor, Pei's mother and sister gritted their teeth and supported him in going to school without complaint.

Everyone at the scene turned to look at Pei Wencong and his mother. They couldn't believe that Pei Wencong, the wealthy Hong Kong tycoon, would let his six-year-old sister work in a food stall.

He is Pei Wencong, a wealthy man in Hong Kong Island! How could he have been a poor man before?
That’s right, Pei Wencong is a “poor kid” who has risen against the odds and is the son of poor farmers for three generations with a clean background, no involvement in gangs or private affairs, and a heart for the motherland.

(End of this chapter)