Chapter 354

Chapter 354 Poor Relatives and Rich Relatives

The next morning, the drizzle stopped, but the air was still a little chilly. Cao Guangyu and the others had already gotten up early to go to class, and the dormitory was empty.

After washing up, Jiang Qin changed into a sweater and tidied his hair a little. He found the word "handsome" written in the mirror, so he raised his mouth and went downstairs.

He was not familiar with his cousins ​​in Linchuan, and he agreed to attend the wedding just to pick up the couple, so he didn't dress up specially.

Suit and tie?

That's a configuration that even a beautiful rich woman like Feng Nanshu would be very greedy for, and it would be a pity to show it to outsiders.

Jiang Qin fastened his seat belt and stepped on the accelerator, thinking that he would rely on this handsome face to eat and drink today.

After arriving at the hotel and picking up Yuan Youqin and Jiang Zhenghong, the three of them did not delay any further, but immediately went to Dongfang Meijing in Nancheng District.

As soon as they arrived at the gate of the community, they saw a long line of inflatable red arches at the entrance of the community, with the words "groom Lin Peng, bride Wang Cuimei" written on them. There were about seven or eight of them. There was also a lion dance team taking a break on the side of the road, drinking mineral water in big gulps.

The cars in the community were obviously full, and there were a bunch of relatives standing at the door of the unit chatting. The ground was full of firecracker debris, mixed with last night's rain, so Jiang Qin took another detour and parked the car in front of a store on the side.

When he just turned off the engine, a car on the opposite side also turned off the engine at the same time.

After getting off the two cars, the people first looked at each other, and then saw Jiang Zhenghong showing a surprised expression.

"Third brother?"

"Zhenghong, long time no see, is that you?"

Jiang Zhenghong went over to shake hands with him: "The last time I saw you was when Xiaowen got married, right? It's been seven or eight years."

"Yes, it's been seven or eight years, this is...your son?"

"Yes, my son Jiang Qin, Jiang Qin, this is your third uncle."

Jiang Qin immediately greeted him and took out a cigarette from his pocket: "Hello, uncle, I haven't seen you before, but I feel you are much younger than my dad."

The third uncle laughed for a long time, suddenly saw the brand of cigarettes, and looked down at the car: "Yo..."

To be honest, the economic differences between Jeju and Linchuan in the past two years are very large. Jeju is just a small county town, and Linchuan is a heavy industrial city. Relatives living here will subconsciously think that relatives in Jeju are poor.

But seeing Jiang Zhenghong's family driving an Audi, the third uncle was stunned, but he didn't say much, just took a closer look at Jiang Qin and thought that this guy looked familiar.

The third uncle's real name is Lin Dehuai, and he also brought his family to the banquet. His daughter is three years older than Jiang Qin and has already graduated. Her name is Lingling. She came over to say hello and called everyone one by one.

"Where does Lingling work?"

"Still looking for one. This girl has high standards and doesn't want to go to ordinary units."

"That's right, there's no rush to find a job. You have to be picky."

The two families talked and walked towards the community, and then came to the groom's house, and found that the living room, which was neither too big nor too small, was already full of people.

The obvious regional division is that Jeju has its own small group with fewer people and not much conversation, while Linchuan has a large group of families with their children, eating melon seeds and drinking tea, and the atmosphere is very strong.

After Jiang Qin's family walked in, the relatives on the Jeju side began to greet them, while the relatives on the Linchuan side were a bit dull, with only a few familiar faces greeting them.

Boss Jiang was like a little Karami at this time. Seeing that there were no stools in the room, he pulled up his trouser legs and squatted by the wall, looking around.

Suddenly, his eyes were attracted by a sign placed under the coffee table.

It said that the bride's dowry was 250,000, a fully decorated apartment, and a car.

Jiang Qin reached out and took a look, thinking that it was incredible. Although the relatives in the two places had not had much contact in recent years, some blood things did have something in common.

For example, he could be with a rich woman, but from Jiang Qin's point of view, the one the groom was with was nothing like his own.

"What do you think, Jiang Qin? Are you envious? You should learn from your brother Lin Peng when looking for a partner. You can work less for ten years."

Jiang Qin looked up and saw an old lady wearing a red cheongsam, a gold bracelet, and a permed head.

Jiang Zhenghong reached out and patted Jiang Qin on the shoulder: "This is your fifth aunt, the mother of the groom."

"Oh, auntie, congratulations, and may you have a grandson soon."

"You're getting married soon too? Do you have a partner?"

Jiang Qin smiled shyly: "Auntie, I'm still in school, so I'm not in a hurry to find a partner."

Yuan Youqin suddenly kicked him from behind: "Be honest, don't shake your legs, you're not in a good shape."

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Jiang Qin stopped shaking and returned the sign, and then it was passed around by many relatives who were interested in it, and they all praised it.

These days, a dowry of twenty-five and a motorhome is no different from pie in the sky.

The groom's mother is Niu Xianglan, who is very particular about pomp and face. She was so happy to hear the praises from everyone that she couldn't stop smiling. She also repeatedly cue Jiang Qin and taught him how to find a partner with a good family, which annoyed Yuan Youqin.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of gongs and drums downstairs. It sounded like the bride was coming. Niu Xianglan didn't have time to share her experience and immediately went down to greet her.

In addition to eating the banquet, the bride is more attractive when getting married. But when they came downstairs, everyone couldn't help smacking their lips, thinking that the bride was a bit old, she must be over 35? And why is she so fat.

The groom was only 26 years old, 1.7 meters tall, and looked like he weighed only 120 kilograms. Standing in front of the bride, the contrast was a bit too strong.

Then they served tea, changed their names, and ate noodles. There was music and drums in the house. After the ceremony, the bride changed her clothes and called Lin Peng and his family over.

"Mom, I want to tell you something. Some of my dad's partners suddenly decided to come. You have to reserve a table for them."

"Ah? But when we order banquets, we always order by quantity." Niu Xianglan was a little embarrassed.

Wang Cuimei frowned: "These people are all bosses in Linchuan, the God of Wealth. It's a great honor for our family to be able to come to the wedding banquet. If you don't arrange it for me, I won't get married!"

Niu Xianglan scheduled the wedding banquet after November 1st because she was afraid that too many children would come and she would have to open a few more tables. Unexpectedly, she didn't run away on the wedding day.

"It's easy to say, but adding one table costs one table's fee."

Niu Xianglan frowned and muttered, but didn't say it out loud: "Let me go out and discuss with your father and think about what to do."

Lin Laowu and Niu Xianglan had the same idea. They didn't want to add another table, and the solution was simple. They just vacated a table from the already fixed banquet, and the extra guests moved to other tables.

But in order to save money, they booked a table for 15 people. If they added more people, what would the other guests do?

In the end, it was Lin Peng's father who made the decision to let the relatives in Jeju vacate a table and sit at other tables in Jeju.

Why? Because the relatives in Linchuan would see each other every day, but the relatives in Jeju didn't care, that is, they would see each other during festivals.

You can wear and eat well, but you can't expect to be poor.

Niu Xianglan thought it was okay, so she went back to the bedroom and discussed it with her daughter-in-law.

"My dad's friends have to sit at the front table, you can't put them in the corners!"

"That's easy, let our relatives move a table to the back and leave the front table empty, right?"

After listening to this, Wang Cuimei hummed, which immediately made Niu Xianglan relieved. Marrying an old girl from a good family can indeed save her son a few years of hard work, but it is also like marrying an ancestor.

Lin Peng saw his mother walk out, and couldn't help but stammered: "Cui Mei, why are you talking to my mother like that?"

"What's wrong with me?"

"It's obviously your side that has more people coming, but you didn't even give me a notice. Can't you be more polite to my mother?"

Wang Cui Mei glanced at Lin Peng: "I said, they came to give face to your Lin family. Otherwise, how can I have a wedding? Relying on your poor relatives to support the scene?"

Lin Peng felt very uncomfortable: "Why are my relatives poor?"

"Not poor yet, who was that person sitting on the sofa leg just now? He was wearing a pirated LV, so dazzling. My sisters are all ladies from rich families, and their eyes are very poisonous. They won't laugh at you when they come, but only at me!"

"..."

After a while, the time came to eleven thirty, and the Lin family began to invite relatives and friends to the hotel for dinner.

Jiang Zhenghong just stood up to leave when he ran into Lin Peng who came over with a belt: "Uncle, change your belt."

"Ah?"

"This belt is fake. Your niece-in-law has many rich friends who know the goods very well. I'm afraid of being laughed at."

Jiang Zhenghong's face changed immediately. He thought, how can my daughter-in-law buy something fake for me? But seeing Lin Peng's embarrassed look, Jiang Zhenghong softened his heart.

A 27-year-old young man married an old girl in her 30s and despised poor relatives. Jiang Zhenghong, who has experienced it, can see his situation very clearly.

So he didn't say much, went to the second bedroom to change his belt, and then went downstairs.

It was even more annoying when he arrived at the hotel. All the relatives in Linchuan had already sat down and were waiting for dinner, while the relatives in Jeju were staring with puzzled eyes.

The standard of the hotel they booked is twelve people per table. The Lin family felt that the table was big enough and twelve people were too empty, so in order to save money, they arranged fifteen people per table.

The relatives in Linchuan didn't have any objections. Twelve people and fifteen people were the same. It was more lively when there were more people, but it was different in Jeju.

They originally had four tables, and now one table was cancelled because of the temporary arrival of a "distinguished guest". The fifteen people at that table had to be mixed into the other two tables. My goodness, there were almost twenty people at one table.

The most unacceptable thing was that these two tables were really placed in a corner. Not only were they far away, but there was also a pillar in front of them, and they couldn't even see the fucking stage.

"Oh my god, so stingy? Is this the rich relative from Linchuan?"

"Lin Laowu has been like this since he was a child. Before he moved away, he stole a lot of peanuts from the seventh brother's house when it rained."

"No, no matter how stingy he is, he can't be like this. This is his son's wedding. Isn't he afraid of embarrassment?"

"Why isn't he afraid of embarrassment? That's why the relatives in Linchuan have 15 people at a table. Look at our Jeju, there are 20 people at a table!"

"What's the matter? You don't plan to go back in the future, right? Do you look down on people from our small place? I won't eat anymore. What a bunch of shit."

"I won't eat anymore. Let's go and find a restaurant to eat by ourselves."

There are many people with bad tempers in Jeju. From the situation, they knew that Lin Laowu was watching them through the crack of the door, and they immediately shouted to leave.

Seeing this scene, Niu Xianglan and Lin Laowu immediately ran over, thinking that if all the relatives in their hometown left, they would have no face to go back.

Not going back is still a small matter, but this will definitely make people poke their spines to death.

"Everyone, I'm really sorry. We really have no choice. Several partners from the bride's family have come. They are all big bosses. They asked to sit at a separate table. We have already booked the table. We really have no choice but to inconvenience you."

"Well, you sit down first. Whether the food is delicious or not, I will treat you to a separate meal later."

Listening to the noisy sound at the end of the banquet, Wang Cuimei, who was waiting at the door of the banquet hall to welcome the guests from her mother's family, couldn't help frowning: "What's wrong with your relatives over there?"

Lin Peng swallowed his saliva: "Didn't they vacate an extra table? I guess they think there are too many people and are a little bit dissatisfied."

"The poorer you are, the more trouble you have. You haven't had a banquet for hundreds of years, and you can quarrel like this over a meal."

"Okay, stop talking. I don't want to quarrel on a happy day."