October 1st.
Lin Shaowen, who was wearing a black suit, entered Lou's mansion surrounded by Zhao Qingshan and others. Zhao Qingshan was also wearing a black suit today. He was Lin Shaowen's best man.
The beaming Lou Bancheng and Lou's mother were entertaining the wedding party, setting ten tables of meals in the garden and living room.
Everyone was sitting in the living room chatting and smoking.
Lou Xiao'e was sitting shyly in the boudoir. She put on a Chinese-style red dress today. Originally Lou Bancheng didn't want to be so public, but Zhao Qingming didn't care, saying that being secretive was of no use. When he wanted to touch him, he would still be touched even if he was eating bran-thick vegetables at home.
Lin Shaowen looked around. Most of the people who came to congratulate him were Lou Bancheng's friends, but he didn't see any of his relatives. This made him a little surprised. Even if the family is ruined, relatives still have to communicate with each other, right?
It didn't take long.
Lou Bancheng found Lin Shaowen, and the two stood on the balcony chatting.
"Uncle, you have to be kind to Xiao Mo from now on."
"Dad, don't worry."
Lin Shaowen clinked the wine glass with him, then smiled and said, "Why haven't you seen any of our relatives coming?"
"Back then, when the war was in chaos, the Lou family was divided." Lou Bancheng sighed, "We are direct descendants and stayed behind to keep the ancestral property. After some of the evildoers were shot, the others either died or fled... and they just dispersed."
Looking at the somewhat sad Lou Bancheng, Lin Shaowen couldn't help but comfort him, "Aren't you still there? As long as you are here, the Lou family will not be separated."
"But the Lou family has no heirs."
Lou Bancheng gave a bitter smile, but his eyes kept peeking at Lin Shaowen.
"You want my son to have the Lou family name?"
Lin Shaowen didn't know what he meant yet, but to be honest, at that time, he didn't really care much about these things.
"Just one share." Lou Bancheng said nervously, "Don't worry, I will hand over every share of the Lou family's property to you. As for how you share it... you can decide by yourself then."
"good."
"You...you agreed?" Lou Bancheng was a little flustered.
He originally thought he would have to waste a lot of time, but he didn't expect Lin Shaowen to be so happy.
"What flows in the blood cannot be changed by a surname." Lin Shaowen picked up the wine glass.
"Shaowen, I have made a will to give Xiaomo as a dowry." Lou Bancheng clinked glasses with him excitedly.
There is nothing more satisfying than having a successor.
Lin Shaowen shrugged indifferently. As long as he didn't die, how difficult would it be for future generations to take off?
If he died early, he would not be able to control future generations even if he wanted to.
"What are you talking about?" Zhao Qingming also came over holding a wine glass.
"It's saying that strong winds will rise..."
Lin Shaowen said calmly, "Mr. Zhao, can you find a way to send my father-in-law to Xiangjiang?"
"Want to leave?" Zhao Qingming frowned.
"The tree is big and attracts the wind, so there is nothing we can do if we don't leave." Lin Shaowen sighed, "But don't worry, he will take out all his property and won't take away a single cent."
This is half true and half false.
Because the current Lou family can be regarded as an empty shell, most of what can be sold has been sold, and what cannot be sold has been contributed to the country.
The only thing left in half of Lou City is the Lou Family Mansion.
"I'll think of a way." Zhao Qingming exhaled a puff of smoke.
"Thank you, Mr. Zhao." Lou Bancheng said gratefully.
"Um."
Zhao Qingming glanced at Lin Shaowen, turned around and left.
Lin Shaowen stood on the balcony, looking at the bustling people outside the window, his eyes gradually deepened.
11:58 p.m.
Seven cars stopped steadily at the entrance of the courtyard, which made Jia Zhang, who was originally intending to cause trouble for Lin Shaowen, instantly frightened. Liu Haizhong also wanted to show off the second uncle's score, but when he saw Yang Weiguo getting out of the car, his waist instantly became a little rickety.
Qin Huairu also hid in the crowd and watched the excitement. For some reason, she specially wore a bright red dress today and put a little pink on her face. Although she is twenty-seven or eighty-years-old, she is still stunningly beautiful.
Many children were blocking the door, reaching out for wedding candies.
Especially that kid Bangge, he is as arrogant as a bandit.
If it weren't for the big day, Zhao Qingshan could hardly help but give him a slap in the face.
But they still got married in the end. Lin Shaowen was too lazy to argue with them, so after throwing out a lot of wedding candies, Banggeng was dragged away by Qin Peiru.
Children ask for sweets, but adults crane their necks to see their new wife.
When Lin Shaowen opened the car door, many young wives and old ladies exclaimed.
"Let me tell you, Lin Shaowen is indeed good-looking."
"Not to mention the courtyard, even if it is placed in the steel rolling mill, Chief Lin's appearance is unique."
"Where did this kid get his clothes?"
…
Some people praise it, and naturally some people are jealous.
But Lin Shaowen didn't care at all. He reached out his hand to the car, and Lou Xiao'e put it on his hand, showing it to everyone.
The entire courtyard fell silent.
Many women looked at Lou Xiao'e with complicated eyes, and their envy was beyond words.
I saw Lou Xiao'e wearing a bright red Chinese wedding dress. The gold thread on the wedding dress was shining. Her hair was tied up high. She had a golden walking stick on her head. She wore a pair of bright red high heels on her feet. The round fan inside makes the whole person look very noble.
"This is marriage." Yu Li suddenly became sour.
Qin Huairu bit her thin lips, glanced at Lin Shaowen, then turned and went home.
Qin Peiru's eyes were even redder. She had never imagined such a luxurious wedding and wedding clothes.
Lou Xiao'e got out of the car with the help of the bridesmaid, but she couldn't stop the smile on her face. This wedding and this outfit are unique in the Four Nine Cities. Of course, she also had a better Fengguanxiapei, but she didn't dare to wear it.
"The bride is coming in."
I don't know who shouted.
The crowd surrounded Lin Shaowen and Lou Xiao'e into the backyard. When Yi Zhonghai saw Factory Director Yang, he could only follow behind, how dare they dare to be so bold.
He could only stand aside helplessly, the fire of jealousy burning in his eyes.
Don't worry, the days are still long.
West wing courtyard.
Qin Zhong and Mrs. Qin sat on the main seats, while Lin Shaowen and Lou Xiao'e knelt on the ground and kowtowed to serve tea.
"teacher."
Lou Xiao'e shouted.
"Okay, okay."
Qin Zhong laughed and took out a small gold lock from his pocket and handed it to Lou Xiao'e.
"Thank you, teacher." After Lou Xiao'e happily accepted it, she took the teacup from the hands of the bridesmaid and called Mrs. Qin, "Master's wife."
Mrs. Qin is over fifty years old, but she is well-maintained. She is wearing a blue cheongsam and looks very dignified.
"I want to live a good life in the future and come home to eat more often when I have time."
After Mrs. Qin warned her, she took out a jade bracelet from her wrist and put it on Lou Xiao'e's Hao wrist.
"Master's wife, where is mine?" Lin Shaowen asked aloud.
Everyone was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.
"Go, go, this is your wedding, why are you here to join in the fun?" Mrs. Qin cursed, but she still took a red envelope from the table and stuffed it into Lin Shaowen's hand, "Xiao Linzi, live a good life in the future, how dare you I won’t agree to bully Xiao Mo.”
"I know." Lin Shaowen happily accepted the red envelope.
Seeing this, Qin Zhong couldn't help but smile and shake his head. Why did this disciple seem to be a different person after graduation? When he was studying in school, he had a strict and dull personality and was not good at speaking.
After entering the steel rolling mill, he had a funny personality, was good at dancing, and was extremely smooth.
