The Little Life of a Big Landlord

Chapter 70 The Wedding Procession

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"Congratulations, Yang Ming! You're married now. You're the first among us to get married..." Liu Lili stepped forward and grabbed Yang Ming's hand, smiling as she spoke. Actually, this girl was just eyeing Yang Ming's Hanfu and secretly touched it a couple of times. Unlike Zhang Yue, who would casually tug at someone's clothes, she was a beautiful woman and had to be reserved.

"Hehe, thank you..." Yang Ming smiled.

"Is that Hanfu? It looks really good! Wearing it even changes your whole aura," Liu Lili said.

"Hehe, good taste! This is Hanfu, and it's even a Mianfu (ceremonial robe). It's made of silk and is very comfortable to wear. We plan to wear this for our wedding." Yang Ming gave her a thumbs up.

"Getting married means you've grown up. Congratulations, Fourth Brother..." Zhao Dongge stepped forward and patted Yang Ming on the shoulder.

"Boss, can you please stop talking to me like that? You sound like my mom..."

"..." Zhao Dongge was speechless. This stinky farmer was getting more and more annoying.

"Xiao Ming's clothes are too high-class. They're fine for bowing to heaven and earth, but if it's for bowing to one's parents, the fourth son and his wife don't have that much good fortune and can't handle it. Remember to prepare a red coat... Hmm! Prepare two. If Xiao Ming wears this, his wife's won't be much worse..." An elderly woman with white hair stood in the crowd and whispered to a middle-aged man.

"Understood, Third Aunt..." the middle-aged man said.

"Mingming, where are your Uncle Huang and Uncle Liu?" Yang Zhengfang asked anxiously, looking into the car.

"Brother Yang, we're here..." At this moment, Old Huang got out of the car carrying his birdcage. "We haven't eaten anything all day, just waiting for the feast..."

"Hehe, if it weren't for his shabby birdcage getting in the way, we would have come out long ago. I'm starving, when are we going to eat?..." Old Liu followed, coming down and complaining with a grin.

"Haha, Brother Huang and Brother Liu, the feast is all set, we're just waiting for you..." Yang Zhengfang said happily, grabbing the two men's arms.

Zhang Yingning got out of the car at this moment. Yang Ming immediately introduced his parents to her, but he didn't notice that Zheng Dongfang's face changed drastically when he saw Zhang Yingning. He was in the hotel business and naturally knew this industry leader in the province. He couldn't help but mutter to himself, "How did this stinking farmer manage to hire Zhang Yingning?" After carefully examining the transport vehicle, his face changed again. He remembered that among the group of people he hired to monitor the suppliers entering and leaving Yingning Hotel, one of them had filmed this vehicle. Moreover, this vehicle was the only one that those guys hadn't been able to track down. Suddenly, he seemed to understand something.

Zhang Shufang knew that one of the large hotels her son worked with was called Yingning Hotel. A few days ago, she had her in-laws look it up online and found out that the owner of Yingning Hotel was named Zhang Yingning. Later, her son told her that Zhang Yingning and he had a good personal relationship and that she would attend his wedding. After the two were introduced, Zhang Shufang immediately and warmly took Zhang Yingning's hand and started exchanging pleasantries. Zhang Yingning was there to make friends with Yang Ming's family. The two hit it off immediately and started calling each other "sister." Since they both had the surname Zhang, they even went back to their ancestors and started recounting their ancestral lineage. And sure enough, Zhang Yingning's family and Zhang Shufang's family were indeed related three or four generations back. So, Yang Ming was directly dragged over by his mother and became her aunt.

The people behind them then gathered around them, surrounding them, and they all walked home together.

Zhang Shufang and Zhang Yingning walked hand in hand ahead, chatting and laughing. Several members of Zhang Shufang's family joined in the fun. Yang Zhengfang, Lao Huang, and Lao Liu walked beside them, also chatting and laughing. The elders of the Yang family surrounded them, occasionally chiming in with their comments. Yang Ming and his brothers, along with a group of younger members, walked at the back, also chatting and laughing. However, many people's attention was drawn to his clothes; they were too eye-catching.

Zheng Dongfang leaned closer to Yang Ming and whispered, "Tell me, how did you meet Zhang Yingning?"

"Of course I know her, because I'm the one who supplies the high-quality vegetables to their hotel..." Yang Ming chuckled mischievously in his ear.

"What? You're that bastard?" Zheng Dongfang was stunned, but he was also relieved. This was still his brother. If he hadn't told him the truth today, their relationship might have broken down, but there would definitely have been a rift between them from now on. He guessed that the high-quality vegetable supplier was probably this stinking farmer.

"Be polite, I'm the boss now, you have to act like a grandson to me..." Yang Ming said smugly.

"You think I'm playing the fool? You fucking screwed me over..." Zheng Dongfang thought about his frustration these past few days and wanted to punch this bastard a few times. "I'm telling you, send a few truckloads of stuff to our hotel right now, or we're done..."

"Nonsense, it's not possible this year. The contract I signed with Aunt Zhang clearly states that this year we're only supplying their hotel..."

"You have good stuff, and instead of thinking of your buddies first, are you even human?" Zheng Dongfang's eyes widened.

"There's nothing we can do, we'll have to wait until next year. We'll definitely add you next year... If you want it this year, just go talk to Aunt Zhang yourself, we can discuss it and then revise the contract together to include your hotel. I have a good relationship with Aunt Zhang, if you get involved with her, she'll definitely take care of you..." Before Yang Ming could finish speaking, Zheng Dongfang dashed ahead to try and build a relationship with Zhang Yingning.

"Hey, Yang Ming, I saw your wife's picture, she's really beautiful. How did you two meet?" Zhang Yue asked gossipyly as she held up Yang Ming's crimson fur coat from behind, stroking its smooth texture.

"We had a whirlwind marriage; we only met twice before getting married in a flash." Thinking back to how Wei Qingqing and I went from meeting to getting married, it was like a comedy.

"A whirlwind marriage? Is that love reliable?" Zhang Fenghuang interjected.

"If it's unreliable, it's not love. Feelings are cultivated little by little," Yang Ming said.

"Brilliant! Great minds think alike..." Zhang Yue gave a thumbs up.

The group returned home, where they saw two large red lanterns hanging in front of the house, radiating a festive glow. Under the light, a red wedding car, decorated with large red double happiness characters on all sides, was quietly parked. This was a wedding car converted from a transport truck. Yesterday, when Yang Ming asked Lao Yang to deliver fruit to various hotels, he also asked him to send some fruit, vegetables, and meat home. This wedding car was towed back by Lao Yang attached to the back of the truck.

The huge rear compartment has been converted into a motorhome, with a sedan chair-shaped roof on top, adorned with tassels on all four sides and corners, exuding a festive atmosphere. There are two glass windows on each side, with red double happiness symbols pasted on the windows. Bright red curtains are drawn inside, making it impossible to see what's inside.

Next to the wedding car, there were 23 Audis, all rented from the wedding company. Including Yang Ming's wedding car, there were exactly 24 cars, an even number.

"You stinking farmer, is this your wedding car? What's inside? Hurry up and open the car so we can go in and have a look," Zhang Yue said, tugging at Yang Ming's wide sleeve.

"The key is with Lao Yang. We'll check it after dinner," Yang Ming said.

Upon entering the courtyard, one sees a row of bright red lanterns hanging along the eaves, and red double happiness symbols pasted all over the doors and windows. The courtyard is already covered with awnings, under which about twenty tables are set up for a banquet. People enter the courtyard and immediately find seats. Today's banquet is to entertain all relatives and friends at once.

The banquet was lavish, with eight cold dishes and eight hot dishes, all prepared using ingredients provided by Yang Ming. For this, Yang Ming even slaughtered two large, fat pigs from the farm. The pork was incredibly delicious; as soon as it was cooked in the pot, it released a fragrant aroma that seemed to penetrate one's heart and lungs, making one's mouth water. There were also various fruit platters... The village's chefs were in for a treat, enjoying quite a bit under the guise of tasting the dishes.

Yang Ming went from table to table toasting with a wine glass in hand. The lively atmosphere lasted until midnight. After a short rest, it was already 3 a.m., and the wedding procession was ready to set off.

Zhang Shufang personally pinned a big red flower on her son's chest, gave him a few earnest words of advice, and then saw him off to the wedding car.

There weren't many people in the wedding party. There was one person in charge, Yang Ming's uncle, who was quite influential. There was also a matchmaker, Sun Fangfang, Yang Ming's three cousins, two buddies, Zhao Dongge and Zheng Dongfang, a cameraman who carried a video camera to record the whole process, and Zhang Yue, who insisted on riding in the wedding car. However, when Zhang Yue got into the wedding car with satisfaction, Zhu Yun, Zhang Fenghuang, and Liu Lili also happily followed her in. Including Yang Ming, there was an even number of people.

Two drivers are prepared for each car, since we'll be driving all day. One driver would easily get fatigued. The gas tank is full, so we can definitely drive all day long.

Old Yang was driving the car. Old Yang's driving skills were top-notch, and Yang Ming trusted him with confidence.

Twenty-four vehicles started up simultaneously, their headlights flashing, casting a bright white light that illuminated the area as if it were daytime. Then, amidst a burst of firecrackers, the lead car roared off first, followed closely by the wedding car, with the last car trailing behind.

"This is such a treat, the car is so smooth..." Comfortably lying on the sofa bed, Zhang Yue sipped her fragrant tea with relish. Even as the car was moving, the tea didn't ripple at all.

"I heard this car belongs to Yang Ming. Look at the interior decoration, you definitely couldn't get it for less than 100,000..." Zhang Fenghuang said, touching the interior wall of the car.

The interior walls of the carriage were actually made of hardwood, and judging from the wood grain, it was a valuable type of wood.

"It would be even better if this car belonged to Yang Ming. When you get married, you can borrow his car as your wedding car," Zhu Yun said with a smile, rolling her eyes at Zhang Fenghuang.

"Just say what's on your mind, don't drag me into it..." Zhang Fenghuang retorted.

"You've gotten quite bold, haven't you? Are you trying to get all excited...?" Zhu Yun glared at her.

"So what if you're in love? What's there to be embarrassed about?" Zhang Fenghuang didn't answer directly, but instead teased.

Zhu Yun blushed, and said angrily, "You're asking for death..." As she spoke, she pounced on Zhang Fenghuang, and the two women started laughing and joking.

"You two..." Liu Lili shook her head and turned on the TV hanging on the wall. The car was equipped with a satellite antenna, and the wiring was pulled from the car's satellite navigation system, which received all the TV satellite signals from above the earth, including TV signals from various countries.

The car was driving very fast, truly speeding along the way, with firecrackers going off all the way. Since it was late at night, there weren't many cars on the road, so the speed increased.

As dawn broke, the wedding procession finally arrived in S City, three hours earlier than expected. They had the advantage of arriving at night, but it was easy to imagine that the return journey would take longer than the way there, since they couldn't retrace their steps. Yang Ming immediately called his future father-in-law and told them to prepare. (To be honest, I'm still single and haven't been married much. My experience is limited to attending a few friends' weddings and learning from them. Besides, customs vary from place to place, so don't take it too seriously ^_^.)

The convoy drove straight along the edge of the city and arrived at the Sunshine Community. As soon as it stopped at the entrance of the community, a burst of firecrackers greeted them. It was already 7 a.m., and the Wei family members were already waiting in front of the community gate.

A group of people got out of the car and exchanged a few pleasantries with the Wei family.

"Groom, have some water..." Just as Yang Ming was about to enter the residential area, he saw a little boy carrying a tea tray with sunflower seeds, peanuts, cigarettes, tea, and other things on it.

This little child was brought to the groom to serve him tea before he entered the bride's home.

"Thank you, little friend..." Yang Ming was about to pick up his teacup and take a sip when the little guy twisted his body and said in a clear voice, "Red envelope..."

"Alright, alright, here's a red envelope..." Yang Ming smiled and took out a red envelope from his pocket, placed it on the tea tray, and then took a sip of tea.

Zheng Dongfang and the others also wanted to get something to eat, but the little guy had probably been repeatedly warned by the adults that he would not be given any food or drink without a red envelope. The little guy treated everyone who came with the groom the same way, and he insisted on getting red envelopes, otherwise he would not be given any food, which made everyone quite depressed.

The group entered the Sunshine Community. Due to their conversation on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, many residents of the community maintained good relations with the Yang and Wei families. They all knew that today was the day the Wei family was marrying off their daughter, so they got up early to join in the fun and tease the groom. However, when everyone saw Yang Ming wearing a big red flower on his chest, dressed in a noble ceremonial robe, and walking slowly into the community with a majestic gait, those who originally wanted to joke with him and have some fun couldn't help but hesitate. Yang Ming himself had a rustic air about him, which was not a derogatory term, but rather meant that he was honest and simple. Now, wearing a ceremonial robe, his rustic air was elevated, and he looked like a deity of earth virtue descending to earth, exuding majesty in every way.

"The emperor is on an inspection tour? That's incredible! What kind of clothes are those? I've never seen them before!"

"You don't know this? Isn't this Hanfu? Legend has it that it enhances one's temperament..."

"Nonsense! How could I have never seen Hanfu? There are plenty of people wearing Hanfu in period dramas, but none of them wear capes!"

"What kind of cape is that? That's called a 'Da Qiu' (大裘), okay? This guy is wearing a Da Qiu Mian (大裘冕), also known as the Twelve-Chapter Robe. It's usually worn by the emperor when he worships the Jade Emperor. The color of the Da Qiu depends on the virtue of the dynasty. For example, the Song Dynasty was associated with the virtue of fire, so they used a red Da Qiu. The virtue of water was black, the virtue of earth was yellow, the virtue of wood was blue, and the virtue of metal was white. Hey? Where is everyone?..." The guy was about to say something, but the audience had already followed the wedding procession to watch the excitement.

A group of people escorted Yang Ming into the 7th floor of Building A and arrived at the door of room 703.

The security door, adorned with a large red double happiness character, was tightly shut. However, the door to Sun Fangfang's house across the street was open, and many relatives from the Wei and Xue families were sitting idly in their house, drinking tea, chatting, and eating melon seeds. When they saw that the wedding party had arrived, they all poured out of the house and gathered around, laughing and joking as they watched.

"Ding-dong, ding-dong..." Yang Ming pressed the doorbell.

"Who is it?" a crisp female voice came from the intercom.

"I wonder which lady is inside? Please open the door, okay?" Yang Mingbin asked politely and seriously.

It is said that Yang Ming used this move to deal with Zhu Yun, one after another. Such a fierce person was unable to catch his breath when facing Yang Ming because of this move.

"Don't call me 'sister,' I'm only twelve years old this year, a full twelve years younger than my sister. My mom said there's no red envelope, so you'll have to wait outside..."

"You want a red envelope? That's a very reasonable request, not unreasonable at all. However, how can I give you the red envelope if you don't open the door?"

"Don't talk to me in such a serious tone, okay? Otherwise... now, just giving me a red envelope won't work. You have to sing a song, a nice love song. If we sisters enjoy it, we'll open the door for you." Clearly, the girl inside had received some instructions.

"Sing quickly, or you're not getting in..."

"Not only do you have to sing, but you also have to put your heart into it. Otherwise, you're not loving my sister, and we sisters might have to have a serious talk with her."

Then a few more girls' voices came from inside.

"I've prepared everything for you, Xiao Wei. They're all original soundtracks, without accompaniment..." Zheng Dongfang whispered as he approached with an MP3 player.

"There was a beautiful little girl, her name was Xiaowei..." The MP3 player started playing music...

"Listen to this! What kind of person is this? Is this even possible? Marrying our sister and then singing about other women? Looks like we really can't open this door today..."

These little girls are really too difficult to deal with. Helpless, Yang Ming could only clear his throat and start singing. This time it wasn't "Xiao Wei". The lyrics referred to the woman as "girl". They still wanted to find fault with it. However, perhaps because they had received instructions from their elders, the little girls reluctantly announced that the groom had passed the test, opened the door, and let everyone in.

However, these girls still joined forces to block Yang Ming's way, demanding red envelopes and refusing to let him pass unless he gave them to them.

Yang Ming gave each of the mischievous little girls a large red envelope before he passed the test.

Next, it was time to call the bride's door. A group of people surrounded Yang Ming and arrived at the door of Wei Qingqing's boudoir. The door had obviously been modified, with a temporary intercom installed to prevent the soundproof door from blocking the sound and making it impossible for the two sides to communicate.

Several young girls pushed Zheng Dongfang and the others aside, crowding around Yang Ming to join in the fun.

"Brother-in-law, hurry up and knock on the door. Make sure it's something nice, okay? My sister said if you don't say something nice, she'll take off her makeup and won't come to your house anymore..."

"Brother-in-law, you'd better hurry up. My sister said there's a time limit: three minutes. If you can't win her heart with your sweet words within three minutes, then you can forget about getting in the door, and you can forget about the wedding. Go home and practice your sweet talk before you come back."

"These little girls are too clever and mischievous. Should we help Fourth Brother?" Zhao Dongge leaned close to Zheng Dongfang's ear and whispered a plan.

"Help my ass, how are we supposed to help? Break down the door?" Zheng Dongfang rolled his eyes.

"At the very least, we should push these girls to the outer perimeter..." Zhao Dongge said.

"These are all little girls, do you dare? Wouldn't that make you look like a creepy old man?"

"Are you stupid? Besides the matchmaker, aren't there four other women in our group?" Zhao Dongge said.

The two looked at the four girls watching the commotion from behind. The four girls knew it was their time to shine, so Zhu Yun, Zhang Fenghuang, Liu Lili, and Zhang Yue rolled up their sleeves and stepped forward, squeezing next to Yang Ming and pushing the girls aside. These girls were only thirteen or fourteen years old, how could they be a match for the four of them? Especially Zhu Yun, with her short hair, she looked like she was involved in organized crime.

"My dearest wife, open the door, your husband is here to pick you up..." Yang Ming said affectionately, though he was actually getting goosebumps inside; it was just too cheesy.

"Don't turn it on, think of something even better..." came the voices of children from inside.

Yang Ming is a dull person, what good things could he come up with? Even if he could, he could only say them in front of Wei Qingqing, but right now there are dozens of people in the living room, and he realized for the first time that a big living room is not a good thing.

"Beautiful lady, what I just said was meant for my wife. How can you keep it to yourself? Hurry up and give it back to my wife, okay? Otherwise, I'll get angry..." Yang Ming had no other choice but to use his trump card, which drew cheers from everyone in the room, and even the people inside laughed.

"You're such a scoundrel! Who kept it? My sister said it wasn't nice, so I passed on her message to you..." The woman's voice inside sounded exasperated.

"Impossible! We agreed on this phrase from the beginning. Why is it sounding bad now? You must be the one causing trouble. Open the door now, do you hear me..." Yang Ming said in a gruff voice, with a serious expression.

"I won't open it, I won't open it, even if you give me a red envelope..." the girl inside said sullenly.

"Then how can we open it?" Yang Ming was at his wit's end with this little girl.

"Say the nicest things, say the most cheesy things..." the little girl said smugly from inside.

"Hey, you guys are really bullying honest people! I'm warning you, open the door right now, or I'll beat you up!" Zhu Yun's sense of justice surged to its peak as she listened to these girls bullying an honest person, and she threatened them fiercely.

"Now my conditions have changed. Which shrew was that just now? You just need to kiss her once, and I'll open the door for you. Make sure it makes a sound, otherwise I won't hear it and it won't count. Don't try to fake it, my girlfriends are all outside..." The little girl became even more smug.

"They kissed... they kissed..." A group of people who wanted to join in the fun started making noise.

"Nonsense, just making a scene..." Xue Hua's rebuke rang out. "A little fuss is fine, they're in a hurry..."

"Your mother-in-law loves her son-in-law, did you hear that? Give him a kiss right now, let me hear the sound, and I'll open the door for you right away," the little girl said.

"Yang Ming, kiss me. There are four of us sisters. You can kiss whoever you want. Even if you want to change your bride, you can pick any of us four sisters. Kiss whoever you like and take them home. Or, we can kiss you too..." Zhang Fenghuang started acting up again. This guy was definitely a master of trickery. As he spoke, he actually gave Liu Lili a loud kiss on the cheek.

The little girl inside immediately exclaimed, "He really kissed me! He really kissed me! Sister, he really kissed me!" Then, with a click, the door opened, and Zhu Yun immediately squeezed in.

A group of people crowded around Yang Ming and squeezed into the room. Inside, Wei Qingqing, dressed in a gorgeous Hanfu, sat upright on the bed with a fierce glint in her eyes. She first glared at Yang Ming, then her gaze swept over the faces of the women. When she saw a red lipstick mark on Liu Lili's face, her face immediately darkened.

"Sister, they bullied me. They covered my mouth so I couldn't talk..." Several little girls who were originally guarding the gate ran in with a wronged look on their faces, tugged at Wei Qingqing's sleeves, pointed at Zheng Dongfang and Zhang Yue, and started complaining.

"That's right, that's right. It was a woman who kissed him, not my brother-in-law. Why didn't you ask us before letting them in..." another girl complained, pointing at the girl who had caused the trouble.

Wei Qingqing's face flushed instantly, and she rolled her eyes at Yang Ming, "Your friends are really something..."

"Hehe, we're really close, they're all very interested in being my matchmaker..." Yang Ming chuckled.

"Red envelopes, red envelopes, brother-in-law, give me red envelopes..." The little girls crowded around, clamoring for red envelopes. Yang Ming had no choice but to give them to them one by one, because he had already been instructed by his uncle to find shoes for Wei Qingqing. If he offended these little misses, he would be in deep trouble.

After a flurry of activity, finally, under the coordination and command of the general manager, all the details were completed, and the time was almost up.

"Alright, alright, it's getting late. Tell your dad you're going, and then you can leave..." Xue Hua's eyes were a little red.

"Mom..." Wei Qingqing's eyes reddened, and she hugged her mother and cried.

"Let's go, let's go..." Xue Hua also shed tears. Although her daughter would live with her even after getting married, she was still a little sad.

The young couple kowtowed to the two men to say goodbye. Wei Jianguo, with tears in his eyes, put the red veil on his daughter's head.

When they kowtowed, the other side gave them a red coat to wear. It seems that there are some sensible people on their side, as they didn't take out the red coats that Yang Ming and his group brought.

Yang Ming gave his father-in-law and mother-in-law a final promise, then carried his wife downstairs. There were quite a few people from the Wei family who were accompanying the bride, ten men and ten women. The leader was Wei Jianguo's brother, who was the most important person in the wedding procession.

A group of people went downstairs and got into the car.

Amidst the sound of firecrackers, the convoy slowly started moving. It circled the city, then took another pre-arranged highway towards Yangjia Village.

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