Spring Breeze Twenty Years

Chapter 830 Foreign Wedding?

After leaving the municipal party committee building, Xiao Qian, representing Secretary Tian, ​​saw the four of them off at the gate. Pointing south, she said, "Walk south along this road for two hundred meters and you'll reach the St. Sophia Cathedral. You can go and take a stroll there and have a look around."

The four said goodbye to Xiao Qian and walked south along Zhaolin Street. Chen Hui asked, "Xiao Wei, are you confident?"

Xiao Wei said, "It's alright, if we're going to do it, it'll be next year. Let Engineer Wang stay here and oversee things, and let a few people from the design institute come and stay on-site. The construction team will be transferred from Fengtian. I don't really want to use the people here, and I'm not too willing to use them."

Xia Maosheng said, "It's nothing, what could possibly happen? Qiao Laosi just died, who would want to walk into the line of fire? Even if he gets back up, it will be years later, I'm not worried."

Two hundred meters, just a few words later, we arrived. The plot of land that Secretary Tian mentioned was U-shaped, with the church nestled within it. The group walked around the plot; it was mostly clear that it belonged to government units, with some residential buildings, a small park, and two small squares.

Turning back, the four of them came to the church and looked up at the priest's dark green dome. Chen Hui said, "Why do you guys think the Russians like green domes so much? It looks like the ones at the Great Wall in Fengtian are green too. It feels so awkward, like wearing a green hat."

Liu Hongliang pointed to one side and said, "Hey, look, isn't that a wedding?"

The four of them turned to look, and it really was a wedding; they must have used this venue.

Four people went over to see what was going on.

Upon closer inspection, it became clear that it was a Western-style wedding. The groom was wearing a suit, and his hair was styled with hair gel as if a cow had licked it. The bride, on the other hand, looked alright, wearing a white wedding dress and holding a large bouquet of flowers.

This is quite fashionable in this day and age.

A makeshift stage was set up in the open space of the church, and a large group of people gathered around it. Xiao Wei and his three companions walked over and stood at the back to watch.

Chen Hui said, "It seems that foreigners get married outside, with ceremonies in churches, and there are priests asking questions and such. It's simpler than ours."

Xia Maosheng said, "Customs and habits are different, they're not the same thing. Our traditions have been around for so many years."

Liu Hongliang, with his legs crossed, looked around and said, "There's no priest, but there's a host. Is this some kind of foreign spectacle organized by us Chinese?"

Xiao Wei said, "This isn't right, is it? Why are they having a wedding in the middle of the afternoon? Is it fake?"

Chen Hui said, "Foreigners hold their events in the afternoon, but we Chinese hold them very early in the morning."

Just then, the loudspeaker crackled with electricity, and someone said "feed" a few times and coughed a few times.

Everyone in the room fell silent, watching the newlyweds on stage.

"The auspicious time has come, and your wedding is a joyous occasion."

First of all, thank you to this newlywed couple for choosing our Hu Manmeng Wedding Planning Company to host this rare Western-style wedding.

Liu Hongliang said, "Amazing! This host, his tongue, he's got comedic talent all to himself!"

The people gathered below the stage smiled. Some were the newlyweds' relatives and friends, but most were just there to watch the excitement—it was something new, after all.

"...Newborn is a good girl, and Newborn is a good girl. Let us, on behalf of our family, bless these Westerners. ...In the future, may we, the adopted sons, share joys and sorrows, and live a long and happy life together. ...Look, Newborn and Newborn, are they plotting something in the ocean? That's the story of two countries, they believe in Buddhism, and that's what Buddhism is all about."

Xiao Wei was stunned. Chen Hui and Xia Maosheng laughed and supported each other to keep from falling.

The whole scene was filled with laughter. The groom smiled sincerely, and the bride forced a smile, but her eyes were like daggers flying out of her.

"Next, Shinnang and Shinryo exchange rings. The ring represents Shinnang and Shinryo's loyal affection, symbolizing never betraying each other, through thick and thin, forever and ever. Wow, what a wonderful ring! I feel heartbroken seeing it."

"Let's shout together, let's use our true blessings to bless these people, may all be well, and may they live a life of faith in Buddhism. Now, let's have a cake. This cake was flown in from Fengtian to express our love for Xinliang. Let's share Xinliang's happiness together."

A small car was pushed out from behind, carrying a five-tiered wedding cake.

As the music started playing, Chen Hui said, "It's still our cakes. It seems like the cake shop will do well here. There are a lot of foreigners here, and a lot of foreign products. Foreign customs have a good market here."

Liu Hongliang said, "That's for sure. This area was originally inhabited entirely by foreigners. Look at these restaurants; the ones that have been around for a while are generally foreign restaurants."

Chen Hui said, "Foreign hotels usually sell cakes, right?"

Liu Hongliang said, "There are none left. Just like in Fengtian, all the foreigners left, and everything was state-owned. It's all Chinese food now, what foreign restaurants? Later, with the reform and opening up, some places brought back foreign chefs, but most of them were just for show. They'd fry an egg and put bread in it, and at most, they'd serve steak and call it a Western restaurant."

Xiao Wei laughed and said, "Nonsense, what era are you talking about? Foreign restaurants nowadays have Western-style pastries, but they're not open to the public, and they don't specialize in making large cakes. I don't know if they will in the future."

Xia Maosheng said, "It doesn't matter, he's not going to open the shop anyway."

After the wedding ceremony ended, the newlyweds and their relatives and friends went to a restaurant across the street to hold their banquet. Xiao Wei saw the bride pinch the groom hard several times, and it looked painful.

Over here, the host was still saying, "Friend Meng, is this the era of Shen Mou and Xi Jinping? Shen Mou is going to make waves, and we want to keep up with Xi Jinping and make waves too. We're your wedding planner, and we guarantee you won't regret it. We, Hu Manmeng Wedding Planning Company, will provide you with the best service, using our sincerity to bring you a happy smile. We also wish all newlyweds in the world a happy and beautiful life."

Remember, everyone, Hu Manmeng, all the beauty is in Hu Manmeng Wedding Company.

It's obvious that all the relatives and friends of the newlyweds' families have left. They can't stay here any longer; it's too embarrassing. You know, people from Northeast China would rather bleed than lose face. There's a saying: "Blood can flow, heads can be cut off, but hairstyles cannot be messed up." Today, the host has made them lose face big time.

But it was genuinely a happy occasion; most of my relatives and friends were overjoyed, and even the onlookers were laughing so hard they cried.

The wedding company began packing up, leaving behind a group of people laughing so hard they were shivering in the wind.

Tears welled in Chen Hui's eyes, but he bravely held onto Xia Maosheng, remaining standing, and said to Xiao Wei, "My God, we've shared the same pain, through thick and thin, and now we're finally over it. Hahaha, I could laugh about this for a year, hahahaha."

Xia Maosheng rubbed his sore face and said, "Luckily, Xiao Hong and Chen Xiao didn't come. I guess I'd have to carry them back if they had. Ugh, my face is so sore. Haha."

(End of this chapter)