The deputy editor-in-chief looked at the people sitting in the back drinking tea, and his hand trembled with excitement as he handed the note over: "Why worry about going to the wrong door? I'd say I should take this opportunity to go up and arrange an interview?"
Yu Shoujing took the note and looked at the house number on it. Just as he was about to ask a young man to go to the gate to verify it, he saw Xu Jiajia walking in from outside carrying two thermos.
Looking at the editor-in-chief, deputy editor-in-chief, and colleagues from the domestic news department who were blocking the door, Xu Jiajia was puzzled: "Editor-in-chief, why don't you come in and sit down?"
Yu Shoujing couldn't help but ask, "Is this Li Mingzhen's house?"
"Yes, Zhenzhen is putting on makeup, please come in and sit down first." Xu Jiajia led the person in with a smile, and quickly refilled the teapots in front of the gentlemen with hot water.
The deputy editor-in-chief was just excited to ask for a special article, but now he dared not say a word when he walked in front of the masters. He followed Yu Shoujing and looked at the gentlemen above him eagerly. He was so excited that he could not describe it. It was rare to see such masters in normal times, but he actually met a group of them here today. It was more unreal than a dream.
Yu Shoujing sat a little lower and greeted Wangwo first: "Hello, Mr. Wangwo, do you still remember me? I have interviewed you before."
Wangwo is now over 80 years old, but he is energetic and looks very healthy: "I remember you, you are Xiaoyu from Huaguo Society."
"Xiao Yu" didn't expect that everyone could still remember him, and immediately nodded excitedly: "It's me, it's me, you have a really good memory."
Su Weiran, who was drinking tea nearby, heard about Huaguoshe, so he looked up at Yu Shoujing and asked amiably, "Are you a colleague of our Zhenzhen?" Seeing Yu Shoujing's confused expression, Su Weiran could only add, "Li Mingzhen."
Zhang Renze couldn't help laughing when he saw Yu Shoujing's dumbfounded look: "Aren't you here to attend Zhenzhen's wedding today? Why do you look like you walked into the wrong door?"
Yu Shoujing wiped the sweat off his head with a wry smile: "I really think I went to the wrong door."
Wang Ye also noticed Yu Shoujing's nervousness, and smiled and shook his head: "Today everyone is a guest of the Li family. It is fate that we are sitting here. There is no need to be so nervous."
Yu Shoujing breathed a sigh of relief, and finally got down to business after the deputy editor-in-chief kept poking him on the back: "Nowadays, people's spiritual life is becoming increasingly rich, and literature, calligraphy and painting, opera, and traditional Chinese medicine have returned to people's lives. I wonder if you gentlemen can spare some time to accept our interview and discuss the development of these aspects after the reform and opening up?"
Wangwo looked at Su Weiran and the others, and seeing that they had no objection, he smiled and nodded: "It happens that the day after tomorrow is the day for a gathering of several old guys. We are going to Zhang Renze's house for dinner. You can come along then."
Zhang Renze opened a drawer under the table familiarly, took out a pen and paper and wrote down his home address: "Come over at nine o'clock the day after tomorrow."
This was an unexpected surprise. Yu Shoujing held the address given by Zhang Renze and said quickly: "I will definitely arrive on time."
With so many important guests outside, they couldn't just rely on Zhenzhen's classmates to help greet them in the main hall. Li Muwen's family hurried into the house after entering the gate, greeted Old Lady Li, and then hurried to the front hall to greet the guests. Like Yu Shoujing, Li Muwen's son and daughter-in-law were also a little confused when they saw the row of dazzling people sitting at the top.
In the past few years, whenever Li Muwen was free on weekends, he would come to see his mother, sometimes with Xue Wenhua and sometimes alone, so he met Mr. Wangwo several times. Li Muwen didn't think much about Zhenzhen knowing so many celebrities. After all, in his mind, his niece was quirky and lovable, so she must have caught the eyes of these celebrities.
The gentlemen all remembered what Zhenzhen told them when they came out of the cave, and they have kept the secret for many years. They only said that they met Zhenzhen through Mr. Wangwo, and because they liked the child's spirituality, they were willing to give her more guidance, and finally they became friends regardless of age difference.
Although Li Muwen doesn't often appear on TV, the reporters of Huaguo News Agency are familiar with the officials of the imperial capital. When Yu Shoujing saw Li Muwen greeting everyone as the host, he suddenly realized that it was no wonder that Li Mingzhen could live in such a good courtyard house. It turned out that there were so many high-ranking officials in his family.
"Come, come, have some fruit." Old Lady Li brought her family to serve washed fruit to the guests. Plates of fruit were placed on the small tables next to each person. Old Lady Li warmly invited everyone to eat: "We have many fruit trees in our garden, and we have a lot of fruit, which is especially sweet. Don't be shy and eat more."
"Big sister, you look particularly happy today." Su Weiran smiled and teased her, "You even walk with the wind."
Old Mrs. Li burst into laughter: "I only have one granddaughter in my life. Now that she's married, I don't have anything to worry about."
After a few jokes, Old Lady Li turned her attention to Yu Shoujing. Seeing this, Xu Jiajia immediately smiled and said, "Grandma, these are the editor-in-chief, deputy editor-in-chief, and colleagues of our newspaper."
"Hello, leader." Mrs. Li is a person who has seen the world, and she is not afraid to speak: "Our Zhenzhen has caused you trouble at work, the leader should teach her more."
Yu Shoujing smiled and said, "You are too polite, old lady. Comrade Li Mingzhen works diligently and is very quick to learn. Her colleagues like her very much."
Old Lady Li couldn't help but feel proud after hearing this, but she was not familiar with Yu Shoujing, so she could only smile modestly and said, "You still need to give me more guidance."
As they were talking, Sun Rende and Wang Xinzhi from the garment factory came over with the factory leaders. These two often came to her house to report on their work. Old Mrs. Li was very familiar with them and quickly invited them in.
Looking at the bustling house, Zhang Chunhua secretly pulled Liu Xiulan and said, "We don't have many relatives or friends in the capital, why are there so many people here today?"
Liu Xiulan saw that Old Lady Li seemed to know everyone very well and guessed, "She probably got to know them after coming here. Our mother has a good personality and is very warm. Didn't you notice that when she went out to buy vinegar or something, a group of people would greet her?"
Zhang Chunhua nodded, feeling very envious: "When I get home, I will also get along well with my neighbors."
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It was lively at Old Li's house, and it was no exception at Xi Junjie's house next door. You could hear laughter from over there through the wall. Xi Junjie's classmates and colleagues all came and started joking around with Xi Junjie.
Seeing that the auspicious time was approaching, Zhenzhen closed the doors and windows and took out a red wedding dress from the closet. Ling Xiulan had originally prepared a white wedding dress for Zhenzhen, but Mrs. Li and her family still had traditional ideas and wanted Zhenzhen to wear a bright red dress when she got married, which was both prosperous and festive.
At that time, a famous French wedding dress designer designed a bright red wedding dress inspired by the Chinese element Phoenix. This wedding dress not only focused on color matching but also achieved perfection in details. When Ling Xiulan heard her friend mention it on the phone, she immediately asked her to help buy this wedding dress and sent it back to China.
When this wedding dress was taken out, not only did everyone shocked, even the knowledgeable Yan Baozhu was amazed. She reached out and gently touched the phoenix's shiny feathers. The light in her eyes made her look as beautiful as when she was young: "What a beautiful wedding dress." There is no woman who doesn't like a wedding dress, but it's a pity that Yan Baozhu was born at the wrong time when she was young. Not only did she not have a wedding dress, she didn't even have a decent wedding. Even if she can buy more gorgeous and expensive clothes now, it can't make up for the regret of not wearing a wedding dress back then.
"It's worth dying to see such a beautiful wedding dress in my lifetime." Yan Baozhu exclaimed sincerely. She took the wedding dress and smiled at Zhenzhen: "I'll help you put it on."
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Looking down at the bright red on her body, Zhenzhen couldn't wait to walk to the dressing mirror to see what she looked like. As soon as she walked to the mirror, she was stunned by her appearance. Her transparent makeup was already very beautiful, but after Yan Baozhu's modification, she became more charming and dazzling on the basis of beauty. When she put on this exquisite wedding dress handmade by a master, there was only one word to describe Zhenzhen, that is dazzling.
"Crackle, crackle..." A burst of firecrackers sounded, Zhen Zhen came back to her senses and smiled at Yan Baozhu: "It must be Junjie who went out."
Yan Baozhu was a stunning beauty when she was young, and she learned Peking Opera and Kunqu Opera since elementary school. There were countless beautiful classmates around her. Those who could be praised by her were considered to have outstanding looks. However, Zhenzhen's smile when she turned around made Yan Baozhu a little dazed.
"So beautiful!" Yan Baozhu praised sincerely: "Especially your eyes, they are so spiritual."
Zhen Zhen's cheeks turned slightly red, and she smiled and covered her face with her hands: "Although it's the truth, I'm still quite shy after hearing it."
Yan Baozhu smiled and poked her forehead. After Zhenzhen sat firmly on the bed, Yan Baozhu picked up the red gauze placed aside, shook it lightly, and covered Zhenzhen's head with it.
Zhenzhen looked at the red gauze hanging around her wrists with a sweet smile on her lips, and her consciousness passed through layers of walls and fell directly on Xi Junjie.
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Because Xi Junjie's house and Zhenzhen's house were too close, they couldn't just go out this door and enter the main door next to it, so the wedding procession went east as soon as they came out, preparing to circle Beiyang Lake and enter Zhenzhen's house from the other side. Hearing the sound of firecrackers outside and the festive music on the radio, the guests in the main hall couldn't stay any longer and crowded to the door to watch the fun.
Xi Junjie adjusted his tie and nervously tugged at the Northeastern uncle Liu Chenglin: "Look, is my tie crooked? Is my hair messy?"
"Oh my dear brother, you've asked me this eight hundred times. I tell you, your tie is not crooked and your hair is not messy. You really look very handsome now." Xi Junjie breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that. As he looked at the door getting closer and closer to Zhenzhen's house, his heart was pounding with nervousness.
"Here they come!" Mingbei shouted quickly as he watched the team getting closer and closer. Roubao quickly took the lit incense sticks and lit the firecrackers that formed a long line outside the door. As the festive sound of firecrackers rang out, Zhenzhen's cousins and nephews blocked the door tightly.
Liu Benben counted silently and looked at Xi Junjie with sympathy: "My friend, you have more than a dozen brothers-in-law and quite a few nephews. I think it will be difficult for you to get in."
Xi Junjie was prepared for this. He turned around and waved to his cousin Xi Zihao, who immediately squeezed into the crowd with a big bag of red envelopes. While stuffing the red envelopes in his hand into the crowd, he shouted loudly: "Go pick up the bride."
Marriage is meant to be lively, and Xi Zihao generously stuffed red envelopes into the room. The Li family members who received the red envelopes felt happy and stepped back consciously. Soon, Liu Chenglin, Xi Zihao and others escorted Xi Junjie into the gate of the Li family.
Seeing that they passed the test so quickly, several of Xi Junjie's former roommates clapped their hands in excitement and surrounded Xi Junjie and hurried to the back. Xi Junjie's house was a renovated house on the west road of the palace, while Zhenzhen's house was on the main road of the original palace. The layout inside had not changed. A group of people looked at the quaint buildings and the thick trees in the yard, and almost forgot about the bride. Who knew that they had just walked a short distance when the group of people welcoming the bride were stopped in front of the hanging flower gate.
Looking at Wangwo, Su Weiran and others sitting in front of the door, Xi Junjie almost cried: "Gentlemen, why are you blocking the door too?"
Zhang Renze and Xi Junjie are the most familiar with each other. After all, Mr. Zhang once shamelessly asked Xi Junjie to make Buddha Jumps Over the Wall for him for a summer vacation. Shaking the fan in his hand, Zhang Renze looked at him with a smile: "Junjie, this Zhenzhen is our favorite student, so if you want to go in and marry the bride, you have to pass us first."
Xi Junjie's cousins were all a little confused when they saw this. They whispered to each other with confusion on their faces: "This is Mr. Su Weiran, right? Grandfather likes his paintings the most."
"That must be the Peking Opera master Mr. Xie Shurang, right? My old lady listens to his operas on TV every day."
"I know that's Mr. Zhang Renze. He's been helping with your health lately."
Several cousins checked their numbers one by one, looked at each other, turned around and ran back. Xi Junjie was wiping his sweat with a handkerchief, and when he turned around, most of the people around him were empty.
Zhang Renze smiled: "Why, are you still waiting for help? Come up and draw lots."
Xi Junjie saw that the teacher had given quite a lot of questions, and they had to decide by drawing lots. He picked one at random, opened it, and saw a number on it.
Xi Junjie showed the note to Zhang Renze: "It's five."
Zhang Renze looked back at the old people sitting at the door and asked cheerfully, "Whose number is it?"
"Mine." Su Weiran stood up first. Seeing this world-famous painter, Xi Junjie forced himself to smile and said, "Mr. Su, you're not asking me to paint for you, are you?"
Su Weiran smiled faintly: "Poetry, calligraphy and painting have always been inseparable. I have a painting here, and you can write a poem about it." Xu Jiajia and Guo Xiaoqiao took the scroll from Mr. Su's hand and slowly unfolded it.
Xi Junjie was stunned when he saw it. This was a love scroll based on Zhenzhen and Xi Junjie, divided into four parts: first meeting, knowing each other, settling down and getting married. Su Weiran was an all-round painter. Although he was famous for landscapes and flowers, his figures were also unique, but people rarely saw his figure paintings.
As Xi Junjie looked at the scroll, he couldn't help but recall the scenes of his journey with Zhenzhen. He felt so lucky to have met such a wonderful girl, to love each other, and to spend their lives together.
Looking at the painting in front of him, Xi Junjie's eyes were red, and he bowed deeply to Su Weiran: "Thank you for the painting, sir."
"Hey, hey, hey, don't try to get away with it." Su Weiran pointed at the scroll and smiled: "Write a poem."
Xi Junjie was stunned. He grew up in France and was already a teenager when he came back. He couldn't even write or recite a poem. He took out his handkerchief and wiped the sweat off his forehead again. He turned his head and looked at his good brothers for help. Liu Chenglin and others looked at Xi Junjie's flattering smile, shook their heads in unison, and took a step back. Looking at a group of disloyal brothers, Xi Junjie suddenly felt like crying. Why is it so difficult to get married
"Where is he? Why didn't I see him?" After hearing the message from their grandson, the old man and the old lady of the Xi family learned that their idol had come. They immediately put down their crutches and ran faster than the other. Several of Xi Junjie's cousins almost couldn't catch up with them.
The old man of the Xi family squeezed to the front and looked at the energetic old man with fluttering beard standing in front of a long scroll. He was so excited that he almost jumped up.
Pulling at Xi Junjie's sleeve, Old Master Xi was so excited that he couldn't close his mouth: "Why don't you go in and get married?"
Xi Junjie looked at Su Weiran aggrievedly and secretly complained to Old Master Xi: "Mr. Su drew a long scroll for me and Zhenzhen, and he wanted me to write a poem before he would let me go."
Facing his grandson's expectant gaze, Grandpa Xi slapped him to the front and said, "Then hurry up and do it."
Xi Junjie immediately understood that his grandfather didn't know this either.
Zhang Renze glanced at his watch and urged Xi Junjie: "Hurry up, the auspicious time is almost here."
Xi Junjie had no choice but to admit defeat: "Gentlemen, I really don't know how to do this."
Unexpectedly, several gentlemen were so happy when they heard it that they immediately said, "I can answer this question for you, but I have a condition."
"Conditions?" Xi Junjie looked at the sly smiles of the gentlemen and suddenly realized: "After I get married, I will cook for you gentlemen." Seeing the gentlemen's eyes light up instantly, Xi Junjie stretched out his hand and slapped: "Five meals!"
"Deal!" Wangwo took out a pen and quickly wrote a poem on a piece of white paper and handed it to Su Weiran: "Write it down quickly, don't delay anything." Su Weiran had already ground the stone and took the brush and finished it in one stroke.
After stamping the seal with their names, Su Weiran and the others smiled and bowed to Xi Junjie: "I wish you a long and happy marriage."
Xi Junjie excitedly bowed to the gentlemen and ran towards Zhenzhen's house impatiently.
Because the ink had not dried yet and needed to be left on the table for a while, Old Master Xi took the opportunity to come over and admire the long scroll on the table. Seeing his grandson's face appear on the scroll, Old Master Xi was extremely jealous: "This kid is not as good-looking as I was when I was young. Master Su, can you see if I can paint on top of him?"
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"The groom is here!" Following Guo Xiaoqiao's crisp shout, Liu Chenglin and others squeezed Xi Junjie into the bridal chamber. Looking at Zhenzhen sitting on the bed in a red gauze dress, not only did Xi Junjie slow down his pace, but everyone else couldn't help but quiet down.
Walking in front of Zhenzhen, Xi Junjie knelt on one knee in front of the bed, kissed Zhenzhen's hand lovingly, and then picked up Zhenzhen horizontally.
A breeze blew in through the window, and the red veil on Zhenzhen's head fluttered gently. She put her arms around Xi Junjie's neck and gave him a light kiss on the mouth through the red veil.
Suddenly, cheers and screams almost blew off the roof. The boys cheered loudly, while the girls blushed and covered their mouths and laughed quietly. Zhenzhen didn't feel embarrassed at all. She leaned in Xi Junjie's arms and watched him carry her out of the door. When Xi Junjie's cousins saw the newlyweds, they quickly set off firecrackers and fireworks: "The bride is coming home."
The wedding hall prepared by the Xi family was in the main courtyard. Xi Changbo and Ling Xiulan were already seated, but Old Master Xi and Old Lady Xi were nowhere to be seen.
Putting Zhenzhen down, Xi Junjie tugged at Xi Zihao and asked softly, "Where are grandpa and grandma?"
Xi Zihao slapped his forehead and said, "It must be next door. I'll go look for it right away."
Xi Zihao ran away, and a group of people laughed so hard that they fell backwards. "It's a good thing that the two families are close. If they were farther away, I think Junjie would have to go to Zhenzhen's house to get married."
A group of elderly people were talking excitedly next door when Xi Zihao rushed in as if his butt was on fire: "Grandpa, grandma, it's time to get married."
When Grandpa Xi heard his grandson's ghostly howling, he slapped his forehead and said, "I forgot about this."
The old man and the old woman turned around and ran out. Su Weiran looked at his old friends with a smile and said, "Let's go and see the fun."
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After taking off her high heels, Zhen Zhen felt some pain in her calves. She rubbed her ankles and said with a wry smile, "Wearing high heels for a day makes me more tired than running in the mountains for a day before."
Xi Junjie walked over and squatted beside Zhenzhen's feet, gently massaging her calves. The sour feeling moved up along the muscles little by little, and Zhenzhen couldn't help but sigh softly.
Hearing Zhenzhen's charming voice, Xi Junjie's legs went weak and he almost fell to the ground. He didn't have the heart to rub his legs at this time. He coughed twice and sat down next to Zhenzhen. One hand tentatively touched the zipper on Zhenzhen's back: "You've been tired all day. Let me help you take off your wedding dress."
Feeling Xi Junjie's breathing next to her ears, Zhen Zhen collapsed in Xi Junjie's arms, pulling his hand and saying coquettishly: "Go and help me run the bath water first, I want to take a bath to relieve my fatigue."
"Okay, I'll help you take off your wedding dress when I come back." Xi Junjie's eyes deepened a little, he put his arms around Zhenzhen's slender waist and kissed her on the mouth, then got up to go to the bathroom to change the water. Hearing the sound of water running in the bathroom, Zhenzhen quickly took off her wedding dress and hung it in the closet, then changed into a long nightgown.
Xi Junjie came out of the bathroom while untying his tie and saw Zhenzhen lying on the bed reading a book. Her two slender white legs were bent upwards and the hem of her nightgown fell to her thighs.
Xi Junjie threw his tie aside, turned around and fell in front of Zhenzhen. He poked her forehead with his hand. Xi Junjie's eyes were filled with a smile: "Didn't you agree that I would help you take off your wedding dress when I came back?"
Zhenzhen's cheeks flushed. She turned over and covered her face with her hands. A coquettish voice came out from between her fingers: "Don't say such embarrassing things at night."
"Is this embarrassing?" Xi Junjie laughed dumbly. He stretched out his long arms and hugged Zhenzhen in his arms. His warm breath fell on her earlobe and moved to her neck: "Will you feel more embarrassed if you say this?"
Hearing Xi Junjie's teasing voice, Zhenzhen slowly moved her hand away. Xi Junjie's breathing gradually became heavier as Zhenzhen's face was revealed, and his arms gradually tightened. The two young bodies got closer and closer, and finally their hot lips touched each other, unable to be separated.
The kiss went down from the lips, but the palm went up, burning all the way to Zhenzhen's heart with fiery emotions. Zhenzhen's eyes were a little blurry, she felt as if her body was on fire, and the consciousness in her mind was getting farther and farther away from her.
"Splash..." Suddenly, the sound of running water came from the bathroom. Zhenzhen finally sobered up a little and pushed Xi Junjie who was pressing on her. Zhenzhen's throat was a little dry: "The water in the bathtub is full."
Xi Junjie reluctantly climbed up from Zhenzhen, but his eyes lit up again after hearing the sound of running water in the bathroom. He reached out and picked up Zhenzhen, strode towards the bathroom, and his voice was filled with undisguised excitement: "Let's take a bath with my wife!"
The author has something to say: Congratulations on your marriage. Xi Shuaishuai has completed his marriage mission, so his career path will be more important than his love path in the future. Muah
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