A song from Chengdu revived a closed-down pub.

Su Fan is currently enjoying immense popularity.

Within just one hour, the number of people who booked the wedding live stream exceeded hundreds of thousands.

After seeing the news, the hotel immediately followed up with publicity.

They reposted the wedding company's announcement on their official account, adding the caption: "We welcome our distinguished guests with delicious food and congratulate the newlyweds with heartfelt wishes. On the 20th of the twelfth lunar month, we will witness happiness together and look forward to Su Fan's new song!"

For a moment, netizens were confused as to whether the hotel and wedding planning company had invited Su Fan, or whether Su Fan, as a member of the bride's family, was simply singing a song at the wedding.

The internet became exceptionally lively as a result.

In addition, with the end of the year approaching, many people are not as busy with work as usual, and upon learning about Su Fan's live stream, they clicked on the page to make reservations.

In just a few hours, the number of people who made reservations for the live stream exceeded one million.

Su Fan didn't pay much attention to the online commotion.

After Yuan Shanshan followed Xiang Hong to the room to pack the things they would need for tomorrow, Su Fan, Zhao Jie, Fang Cheng, and the others sat in the main room and discussed the matter of red envelopes.

Holding an unsealed red envelope, Su Fan turned and asked, "Brother Jie, how much are you planning to give?"

Zhao Jie shook his head: "I haven't decided yet. I was just about to discuss it with you guys. If I don't wrap enough, it might not look good. If I wrap too much, I don't know how many to wrap."

Fang Cheng said very generously, "What's there to discuss? Shan Shan's wedding is a big deal. I'm preparing a gift of 88,888 yuan for good luck."

Zhao Jie's eyelids twitched: "This isn't a red envelope, it's clearly a difficult problem for us."

Fang Cheng looked at him questioningly: "Why don't you each wrap your own things? What's the problem?"

Su Fan shook his head: "It's not appropriate. If you give 88,000 yuan today, what about the other brothers and sisters? We all grew up together. Some of us are better off, and some of us are just average. Once you take out this red envelope, no matter how much the others give, they will feel uncomfortable."

Fang Cheng said dismissively, "The relationship is there, and no one will compare them."

Su Fan glanced at him: "Sister Shan certainly won't compare, but others might have their own thoughts. We're here to send her off on her wedding, not to compare who earns more money. It's pointless to make anyone feel burdened over a red envelope."

Zhao Jie nodded in agreement: "Xiao Fan is right. There's no need for us to compete over red envelopes. Xiao Cheng has plenty of money; giving 88,000 yuan is no problem for him. But for some people, even 8,800 yuan would take them a while to save up."

Fang Cheng thought for a moment and realized he had oversimplified things: "So, how much do you think you should pack?"

Su Fan placed the red envelope in his hand on the table: "If you ask me, we should treat everyone equally and give each person the same amount, no one will get more or less."

Zhao Jie asked, "How much exactly?"

Su Fan pondered for a moment: "1,888 per person, that's the point, and it won't put too much pressure on anyone."

Fang Cheng couldn't help but say, "Isn't it a bit too little?"

Aunt Liu, who had been sitting and listening, spoke up: "That's quite a lot. What Shanshan wants is for you to come and keep her company, not to collect money from the wedding. You all gave such large red envelopes; how is she going to repay you when it's your turn to get married?"

Zhao Jie said with a smile, "Aunt Liu is right. Giving too big a red envelope may seem generous, but it actually adds a burden to Shanshan."

Fang Cheng finally nodded: "Okay, then I'll do as you say, a uniform 1,888."

In the end, the group settled on the number of red envelopes to be given.

As for who wants to prepare another gift, that's their own idea, and there's no need to compare them openly.

For these people who grew up together, what really matters is never how much money is in the red envelope.

Instead, when Yuan Shanshan goes out tomorrow, all of her family members will stand behind her.

At four o'clock the next morning, the makeup artist arrived at the courtyard house and began to do the bride's makeup and hair.

The other people in the courtyard also got up one after another.

Aunt Liu couldn't stay idle, so she went to the kitchen and cooked a pot of hot porridge for everyone, as well as steamed buns and boiled eggs.

Before dawn, the quiet courtyard house was already bustling with activity.

Just as Yuan Shanshan finished her makeup, the sound of a car came from the alley outside.

Xiao Ran arrived with his wedding procession.

He had been here beforehand, so he naturally knew the address for picking up the bride.

But it was the first time that Yuan Shanshan's relatives and friends who came with him knew that she was getting married from a traditional courtyard house.

Several cars were parked outside the alley.

After Xiao Ran's old classmates got off the bus, they were all a little stunned when they saw the courtyard gate and the high walls extending on both sides.

One of them lowered his voice and asked, "Brother Xiao, didn't you say your wife grew up in an orphanage? What's the story behind this place?"

Xiao Ran straightened the insignia on his lapel and explained with a smile, "This isn't her residence; it's her younger brother's house."

The man looked up at the gatehouse and couldn't help but exclaim, "Her brother is so extravagant? What kind of person must he be to live in a courtyard house like this in Kyoto?"

Xiao Ran glanced at the group and said, "You all know her brother."

The group was even more confused: "Who is it?"

Xiao Ran uttered a name: "Su Fan."

The surroundings immediately fell silent.

The students looked at each other, their expressions suggesting they didn't believe they had misheard.

After a moment, one of them stammered, "Wait a minute, you said your sister-in-law's younger brother, your brother-in-law, is that Su Fan?"

Xiao Ran nodded: "Otherwise, who else would there be, Su Fan?"

The other person finally realized: "Didn't the internet say that Su Fan is going to sing a new song at a wedding today? Could it be your wedding?"

Xiao Ran smiled and said, "Mm."

The group looked at Xiao Ran again, their expressions completely changed.

"No, how come you never mentioned something this big before?"

"We've known each other for so many years, and I've never heard you mention having a brother-in-law like this."

"You're really good at keeping your composure!"

……

Xiao Ran said, "You didn't ask either."

The way he said that made me want to punch him.

Fortunately, today is his big day, otherwise he would have been in for a beating.

A classmate reached out and straightened his tie, saying solemnly, "Brother Xiao, be nice when you go in. An ordinary brother-in-law might give you a hard time, but if your brother-in-law is unhappy, he might just write a song on the spot to criticize you."

The person next to him nodded in agreement: "Given his creative speed, the song will probably be released by the time you finish picking up your bride."

Xiao Ran was both amused and exasperated by their comments: "Alright, stop talking nonsense. Hurry up and grab your red envelopes, and get ready to knock on the door."