Spring Breeze Twenty Years

Chapter 1330 is a bit weak

After finishing our business, everyone went out to a restaurant for dinner.

Zhang Jun's family hasn't returned yet; they've probably been invited to eat at someone's house.

"Has your brother arrived yet?" Wang Gang asked Xiao Wei.

Xiao Wei said, "They're here, the whole family is here. They went out to say they were visiting some comrades-in-arms, and I'll tell them when I get back."

Chen Hui said, "Need I say more about my older brother? He gets up at six o'clock sharp to wake me up, more accurate than an alarm clock."

Wang Gang and Li Weibing both laughed, as they had both been through similar experiences.

"Your brother's kid has a task the day after tomorrow, to help me put down the kang (heated brick bed) and hang the door curtain." Wang Gang said, pulling Xiao Wei's shoulder. "I don't have any little boys in my family."

Xiao Wei said, "Then he has to come along for the wedding tomorrow too, right?"

Wang Gang said, "No need for tomorrow, just get on the bus here the morning after tomorrow."

Chen Hui said, "I thought weddings in the military were different from those in civilian life, that it's the same thing."

Li Weibing said, "It's different; we drink more alcohol."

Everyone laughed. No one dared to call out a number now; the soldiers could really drink, and no one could compete with them.

The second and third floors of the hotel were booked by two families, mainly to accommodate the families of the two brides, who would all be staying overnight. There weren't many people from outside; including Xiaowei and Mile, there were only about ten, less than twenty people.

Most guests will arrive on the wedding day.

After dinner, Zhang Jun's family returned. Xiao Wei went over and told them about Wang Gang's matter, confirming that everything would be fine. Little Zhang Haitao, excited about the extra money coming into his pocket, jumped for joy and tugged at his sister-in-law's sleeve, bargaining: "Mom, I'll give you half, you don't need the other half, okay?"

Zhang Jun laughed and said, "What about me? Just give it to your mom? I'm not going to be friends with you anymore. If you want this or that, don't come looking for me again."

Zhang Haitao twitched his little face and thought for a long time before holding up three fingers: "Let's divide it into three portions, the three of us."

Xiao Wei said, "You're not giving it to me? I even helped you bring the job back."

Zhang Haitao's face contorted in disbelief: "Second Uncle, you're already so rich, why are you still trying to take it from me?"

Zhang Jun said, "I won't be going to the wedding tomorrow; it's not appropriate. Your sister-in-law and I will take the kids for a walk and visit my comrade-in-arms."

Xiao Wei nodded. Zhang Jun had to come to the wedding, but it was really inappropriate for him to help with the wedding procession.

After chatting with his brother and sister-in-law for a while and teasing Zhang Haitao, Xiaowei went to Miler's room. Everyone was playing around, still playing Texas Hold'em, and they were going to play for twenty yuan that night.

That's how it is with this stuff; at first, there's some control, but as you play, it gets bigger and bigger, and you unknowingly become addicted.

People who gamble often say things like, "I'm just playing for fun, I won't gamble big," or "This is the last time, I won't gamble again no matter what," etc. These are just excuses for playing this time; they'll find other excuses next time.

So people who gamble should stay far away from him, no matter the reason, and avoid getting close to him or associating with him; this is how you save yourself. They are beyond saving.

Prostitution and gambling are the root causes of ruin and destruction; once you get involved, you're doomed.

Stay away from these two types of people.

"Come on, Xiao Wei, sit here."

Xiao Wei shook his head: "You guys play, I'll just watch. We have enough people, no need to make up the numbers. I'm not really interested in this."

"What's the point of just sitting around doing nothing if you only have a hundred or eighty yuan to play with?"

"No, I really don't like this." Xiao Wei shook his head, not wanting to get involved.

The commotion lasted until after 11 PM, and seeing that they showed no signs of stopping, Xiao Wei went back to his room. He couldn't control others, but he could control himself.

Sure enough, when they woke up the next morning, all the boys had dark circles under their eyes and were yawning one after another, looking like they hadn't woken up yet.

After the meal, a row of trucks with a large red ribbon flower on their front were waiting in the yard. Everyone came out and climbed onto the trucks, laughing and joking.

In the 90s, there were few cars, so riding in a truck wasn't shameful. Although these people were considered wealthy and powerful, they still had plenty of experience riding in trucks.

Moreover, it was the first time anyone had ever been picked up by a truck, so it was quite a novel experience.

Two Audis drove in front, followed by a long line of trucks decorated with big red flowers, which looked quite impressive.

There were chairs in the carriage for the bride's family to sit on, and Xiaowei and his family were sitting on the chairs talking.

There were quite a few people there to pick up the bride, most of whom were strangers. Each car had five, six, seven, or eight people, most of whom were standing at the front of the car, shouting and yelling, their hair a mess from the wind. No matter what hairstyle you had or how much hairspray you used, standing in the wind on this car for a while wouldn't make a difference.

They drove around in circles, not recognizing or knowing anyone from Li Xiaowei and the others. They just got out of the car whenever it stopped and got back in whenever it drove off. Tian Miaomiao's house and Li Yuhong's house were quite far apart, at least thirty or forty kilometers.

They were all families of high-ranking military officers; their specific addresses cannot be described. Anyway, by the time we picked them up and returned to the Bayi Hotel, it was already 2 PM.

Then the two families went to Baiyanlou to make arrangements, while Xiaowei and the others stayed there to keep the bride's family company. They couldn't be neglected.

Although they were all from military families, they had many relatives and friends from the local area, including all sorts of people who worked for the government and did business. After dinner, they would play mahjong, cards, drink tea, and chat. Chen Hui and Mi Le would drag people to play cards, while Xiao Wei would drink tea with a few people who didn't play cards.

Starting in the early 90s, mahjong became popular in Northeast China, and more and more people began to enjoy playing a few rounds in their spare time. The ways of gambling became more diverse and were no longer limited to just a few playing cards.

In the evening, the wine that Miler had prepared arrived, all in gift boxes with red "double happiness" characters on them. Two bottles were packaged together, along with a gift bag of wedding candy and two packs of Double Happiness cigarettes. Back in 95, Double Happiness cigarettes were considered high-end, imported cigarettes, and cost ten yuan.

The next day was the actual day.

After breakfast, a little after eight o'clock, the newly decorated wedding car, covered with flowers, drove into the hotel courtyard, followed by a large passenger car adorned with big red "囍" (double happiness) characters.

Everyone got on the bus and went to Baiyanlou.

Weddings vary greatly from place to place; some are more solemn and less noisy, with red flags and military flags even hung on the stage.

The venue was also decorated more formally.

The military region leaders, representatives from various levels of government, representatives from brother units, and comrades and colleagues from both sets of parents—a dozen or so tables of soldiers sat together, making Xiaowei and his group sit up straight.

The atmosphere inside the venue suddenly relaxed and became lively only after the ceremony ended and the host announced the start of the wedding banquet.

Xiao Wei smacked his lips, looked around, and smelled the rapidly rising aroma of baijiu (Chinese liquor) filling his nostrils. He felt a little uneasy.

Fortunately, Wang Gang and Li Weibing had made good arrangements. None of the people at the table drank baijiu (Chinese liquor), and only three of them ordered beer, while the rest ordered soft drinks and juices. Xiao Wei secretly breathed a sigh of relief and opened a bottle of beer.

Overall, there weren't many people; the four families set up a total of about thirty tables, with the two maternal families taking up more than half. But thinking about it, it's understandable; at this level, it's not a small number.

After all, this is a military gathering, unlike in civilian life where neighbors and relatives can easily put together dozens of tables. Here, those who are not of high rank are simply not qualified to come.

I had a fight with my youngest daughter. I said her presence was affecting my writing, and she said I was just making excuses (t^t)

(End of this chapter)