1978 Synthetic Writers

Chapter 199: Flowers bloom on a full moon night

Beijing, Beijing Film Studio.

Jiang Xian and Zhu Lin entered surrounded by crew members, each with a red flower pinned on their chest.

The cafeteria had been decorated long ago, with paper-cuts pasted on the walls and colorful rings and nets woven from ribbons hung up, creating a festive atmosphere. There were small portions of melon seeds and peanuts on the plates on the tables.

"You two are being too mysterious. Our entire crew is kept in the dark!" Liu Xiaoqing put his hands on his waist with a smile on his face.

"Cup three cups as punishment! You must drink three cups as punishment!" Ge You squatted in the corner and started to make a noise secretly.

"Yes, three cups!"

Everyone shouted.

Jiang Xian agreed with a smile and drank three cups in a row.

Zhu Lin frowned and looked at him worriedly. He waved his hand to indicate that he was fine.

"Comrades, comrades, please be quiet."

"Comrade groom has something to say!"

"Ahem, I want to clarify something. We didn't hide this from all of you. Comrade Ge You knew about this, but he didn't tell you. Do you think he should be punished?"

"Deserved punishment!"

The crew members seemed to be fence-sitters and changed their stance, and there was another round of cheers.

"Hey, hey, hey." Ge You quickly begged for mercy, "I can't drink it, I can't drink it."

"Hold him, Old Zhu, hold him." Chen Peisi played a trick and asked Zhu Shimao to hold Ge You. Holding up the cup, Ge You drank three cups reluctantly and pretended to look miserable.

He has high emotional intelligence. Although he looks thin, he can drink quite well. It is said that he has a drink with every meal and has never passed out at the table.

The accountant was Zhong Acheng, who collected the gifts for Jiang Xian. At this time, the average gift per person was only 3 or 5 cents, and the most was 2 to 5 yuan.

After a lively conversation for a while, the two newlyweds, Jiang Xian and Zhu Lin, toasted everyone one by one.

"Comrade Jiang Xian, Comrade Zhu Lin, I wish you a happy marriage." Wang Yang raised his glass to congratulate.

Wang Haowei looked around, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, "I really didn't expect you to say that."

The screenwriter and the leading actor were dating right under her nose, but she never noticed.

"Forget it, forget it, let's not talk about this. I wish you a sweet love and a successful career!"

Ling Zifeng also specially returned to the capital, and Jiang Xian toasted him a glass, "Director Ling, you can be considered as a matchmaker between Zhu Lin and me."

"Oh?"

"If you hadn't chosen Zhu Lin to film Border Town, and we hadn't gone to Xiangxi together, I wouldn't have had this opportunity."

Zhu Lin blushed, and Ling Zifeng laughed, "Border Town is a great film, and it can also promote such a good thing."

Other factory leaders who came included Jiang Huaiyan, Shi Wenxin and other friends of Jiang Xian.

This era is quite special. There is no emphasis on ceremony in marriage. Everyone just has fun together.

In the 70s, people worked on the revolution during the day and held weddings at night. We have just moved on from that time, continuing some of the traditions of the 70s and adding some new ideas from the 70s.

After having fun at the Beijing Film Studio until the afternoon, Jiang Xian and Zhu Lin returned to their courtyard in Jingshan East Hutong together.

Zhu Lin's family has arrived, and Rao Yuemei is sitting with Dr. Liu.

Jiang Qin and Bian Huawei were busy in the yard, setting up a large table of dishes, some of which were bought from Quanjude. The duck was also sliced. Although it was a bit cold and mushy, it was great to enjoy the atmosphere.

"Comrade groom and comrade bride are back!" Jiang Ke shouted excitedly.

Jiang Xian led Zhu Lin to several elders.

"Have you got your certificate?" Professor Zhu asked with a smile.

"I have received it."

They both nodded and looked at each other, Zhu Lin blinked her almond-shaped eyes.

Jiang Xian coughed, "Linlin, do you have something to say?"

Professor Zhu and Doctor Liu immediately looked at Zhu Lin, wondering if their daughter had anything to say.

Zhu Lin's face flushed, and a hint of rouge appeared on her face. "I want to say that Jiang Xian has something to tell you."

Seeing that His Majesty kicked the ball back again, Jiang Xian smiled and shook his head, took a deep breath, and looked at Professor Zhu and Doctor Liu seriously.

"Dad, Mom!"

Doctor Liu was extremely surprised and responded with a smile.

"Hey."

Turning his head, he saw Professor Zhu still in a daze, so he poked him twice and reminded him: "Old Zhu, what are you doing? Xiao Jiang is calling you." "Ah?" Professor Zhu came back to his senses.

"Dad." Jiang Xian called again.
"Hey!" Professor Zhu smiled and agreed, "Good boy, we will be a family from now on."

Doctor Liu quickly took out the red envelope he had prepared and said, "Xiao Jiang, your uncle Zhu and your father have pooled some money together so that Zhu Lin and I can live a good life in the future."

"Thank you, Mom." Jiang Xian calmly put it in his pocket.

He is not short of money, but there is no reason to refuse this money.

Zhu Lin was not a shy person, and seeing that Jiang Xian had changed his tone, she also called out to Jiang Guoqing and Rao Yuemei in a tender voice.

"Dad, Mom."

Rao Yuemei was so happy that she wanted to take out a family heirloom bracelet or ring from her wrist, but unfortunately there was no such thing, so she was only given a red envelope.

"Linlin, this is a little gift from your parents. From now on, you and Jiang Xian will be husband and wife, and you can support each other in your life."

"Thank you, Dad. Thank you, Mom." Zhu Lin smiled and nodded in thanks.

Jiang Ke came over with a shy look on his face, shook Zhu Lin's arm, and whispered, "Sister-in-law!"

Zhu Lin smiled and agreed, "Hey."

Jiang Ke blushed, and a trace of anxiety flashed in her eyes, "Sister-in-law, do I have money to change my words?"

The whole family laughed.

Zhu Lin covered her nose, took out a red envelope and gave it to her, then snorted at her, "Ke'er, don't spend it recklessly."

"I never spend money recklessly." Jiang Ke took it with joy in his eyes.

When I opened the red envelope, I saw that it was all solidarity. I almost jumped up with joy, "So much, thank you sister-in-law."

"cut."

She was feeling happy when she heard a slight snort of disdain. She raised her head, glanced around quickly, and finally bumped into Zhu Hong, who was slightly taller than her.

Their eyes met and they quickly separated.

The yard of more than 500 square meters has never been as lively as it is today.

Professor Zhu and Jiang Guoqing, two old classmates, were both drunk, but Jiang Xian was very conscious.

I didn't go back to Hufang Road at night, but stayed in their house in the yard.

Jiang Xian walked into the room and turned back to close the door. Zhu Lin had already taken off her red suit jacket and was sitting on the edge of the bed.

The bed was covered with the peony-flowered sheets that she brought as a dowry, and the quilt was made of colorful soft satin with a mandarin duck pattern on it, both of which were the most fashionable items for weddings at that time.

Jiang Xian sat down beside her and gently put his arm around her shoulders.

"Go to sleep."

Zhu Lin shuddered, "Jiang Xian, why don't we wait until tomorrow and go back to Hufang Road. My parents are still in that room."

Jiang Xian smiled and held her in his arms, "How can I still be a young man after the wedding night?"

Zhu Lin glared at him with her almond-shaped eyes, pursed her thin lips, and put her hand on Jiang Xian's chest. She could clearly feel the strength of his muscles, and her little face immediately became hot and red as if bleeding.

"Can you?"

Jiang Xian gently laid her down on the bed, his eyes full of aggression, "What can I do? I don't know how to do it now, can you teach me?"

Her almond eyes were rolling, her neck was as white as rouge, "Don't forget that I'm a doctor, and my mother also told me about it."

"Then tell me."

Jiang Xian spoke in a low voice, leaned down, and looked at the moving Majesty at this moment, his eyes flickering.

A good marriage is given by heaven and happiness is brought to the world.

We are destined to be together in this life.

As their eyes got closer, Zhu Lin's heartbeat quickened and her body became hotter.

She clutched the bed sheet nervously, and her thousands of words turned into only three intermittent words in the end.

"Be gentle"

Afterwards, he could no longer utter a word, except for a pleasant tone of voice, as loud and clear as raindrops, and as beautiful as a blooming lotus.

Just married, just like Du Fu wrote in his poem

——The flower path has never been swept for guests, and the door is now open for you.

(End of this chapter)