Siheyuan: A Cook in the 60s

"This wedding banquet is really grand." Qin Jingru whispered to Cao Wei.

This was her first time attending such a large wedding banquet.

She has attended the wedding banquets of Xiaodang, Huaihua and her own son Cao Xiucheng.

But the environment at that time was simple. Only one family, or at most some relatives and friends, would come and sit down to eat, and that was it.

This wedding banquet was much more outrageous than any other wedding banquet she had ever attended.

Cao Wei glanced around the venue.

There is something for everyone.

The chef of Samadhi House.

The waiter, the neighbors in the courtyard, the friends of the leader, Jing Yu's family, and finally, Qin Tian's relatives.

It is rare that a wedding has people from all classes present.

Qin Jianjun was explaining to Qin Jianguo "Who is this?" and "Who is that?"

"No, brother. I see you've made a lot of money over the years. Don't get cocky." Looking at his younger brother in a fashionable suit, Qin Jianguo inexplicably felt a little strange.

"Hi." Qin Jianjun put the cigarette in his pocket on the table: "I want to smoke, but I can't."

"If you dare to float, I'll break your legs." Qin Daqiong, who had been quiet nearby, spoke up.

"No, Dad, you won't find an opportunity." Qin Jianguo laughed for a moment, then sighed: "You know, these years, working with my brother-in-law, I realized that there are always people better than you. No wonder he can make a fortune."

"Don't worry about how they made their fortune, your voice is too eye-catching." Li Qiao said, "Look at Cao Wei, he is wearing a simple Zhongshan suit and no accessories, but he has such an imposing manner when he sits there."

"Mom, please don't blame me. I need this in my line of work. I need to keep up appearances, you know? If I had my brother-in-law's looks and bearing, I could wear a pair of shorts."

"Go, your brother-in-law won't go out wearing big shorts." The second sister-in-law pushed Qin Jianjun and then explained: "Dad, Mom, big brother. Don't blame him. He runs around outside and is easily looked down upon without any clothes. At first, I didn't understand it, but then he took me out once. You two don't know how much trouble you can save by wearing this kind of clothes."

"That's right." Qin Jianjun was already old, but he still nodded in agreement. This made Qin Daqiong feel a little relieved.

Still the same second kid.

"Just make sure you know what's going on."

"Hey, don't worry. My brother-in-law is already like this, but he's still so low-key and still lives in Nanluoguxiang. I'm just getting started." Qin Jianjun said cheerfully.

Li Qiao couldn't help but nod: "In the past, I never thought that Cao Wei could become so big."

As she spoke, she felt a little emotional.

Qin Jingru felt that she was marrying above her station when she married Cao Wei. After all, one was a girl from the village, and the other was a cook from the city. In those days, cooks were very popular. After the marriage, the man doted on his daughter. Their relationship had always been good, but who knew that after the liberalization, things became more and more outrageous and magical, until today, as if there was no limit.

She still remembered the first time Qin Jingru came home from Hong Kong with so many bags, she was shocked.

I thought her daughter had made some mistake.

After asking, I found out that my son-in-law had opened a restaurant in the city.

It’s incredible.

But in fact, she was not that happy at that time, but rather a little worried.

Because Cao Wei was beyond her comprehension. In the past, if Qin Jingru was wronged, she could still go to her house and talk to her. But now? She had transformed into a big boss. If the big boss bullied her daughter, what would she do? She didn't know.

In the impression of her generation, capitalist is not a good word.

She was really afraid that Qin Jingru would be bullied.

The result proved that she was overthinking.

Qin Jingru is still the silly Qin Jingru.

No matter what, those clear and bright eyes don't look like they're being bullied. Instead, they're causing trouble all day long and just one "hehe" makes people angry.

Looking at Qin Jingru on the stage with red eyes.

Li Qiao couldn't help but sigh: "It's great."

In the 60s, weddings were just a communal feast, with two tables for those who could afford it, but most people couldn't. The 70s were a little better, but not much different. In the 80s, a formal wedding model gradually began to emerge, with guests and betrothal gifts. By the end of the 80s, people who had met outside began to talk about weddings abroad.

It is a very romantic thing to say "I do" under the witness of the host.

In this era when everyone is looking to the West, Western-style weddings undoubtedly hit the spot for everyone.

Of course, it’s not purely Western style.

A few years ago, Lou Xiao'e sent someone to Hong Kong to learn about the process of wedding hosting. Among all the banquets in Samadhi House, wedding banquets have always been the most popular because they are the most fashionable.

Seeing Cao Leyao wearing a pure white wedding dress and with long hair down to her waist, Cao Wei couldn't help but feel a little emotional. As for the decent-looking guy next to her, he automatically ignored him.

He didn't say anything harsh like "be nice to my daughter".

With him around, Qin Tian wouldn't dare to treat Cao Leyao badly.

Otherwise, he has plenty of ways to deal with Qin Tian.

Cao Wei took his daughter's hand, placed it on Qin Tian's body, and whispered, "Treat her well."

Qin Tian swore and promised to do so.

Qin Jingru stood aside, covering her mouth, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably.

With the voice of "husband and wife bowing to each other", this was considered the most Western-style wedding in that era, and its final scene was completed.

All that’s left is to eat and drink well.

Qin Jingru was not in the mood to eat. She felt a little sad and needed Cao Wei's comfort.

Raise your glass and toast.

There were quite a lot of people coming, and it was quite tiring to serve one table at a time.

The good thing is that there are too many people, so no one will make a fuss. After eating and drinking, everyone goes home.

Before that, Cao Wei had made arrangements, such as arranging a car to take him back to Nanluoguxiang with his old neighbors. It was not Cao Wei's turn to take care of the leader, so he was told to go to his office tomorrow. No one knew what was going on.

Finally, Cao Wei also helped with Qin Tian’s arrangements.

After everyone had eaten and drunk well, the party ended.

"Getting married is so tiring." Cao Leyao was packing up her wedding dress, which was a little dirty due to some water stains.

"You are so beautiful." Qin Tian didn't know how many times he had said this tonight.

“What a shame.” Cao Leyao rolled her eyes and took off her jewelry: “This is what my mother gave me. She said it can be passed down from generation to generation. You… Hey, what are you doing?!”