Rebirth of the God-Level Xueba

Chapter 1526: Finale

Ding ling ling ling.

Yang Rui rang the bell and rode his bicycle slowly along the main street.

Wang Guohua was his best man, also wearing a suit, riding a bicycle, and followed behind with several other students.

In 1990, the most intimate way to meet relatives was a bicycle.

Of course, cars can also be found in the capital, but ordinary families don’t particularly pursue them.

For Yang Rui and Jing Yulan, they have passed the state of chasing cars.

The wedding mode full of age is more interesting.

Yang Rui didn't ride fast, he had to save his strength.

Wang Guohua and the others also rode leisurely, and the police cars in front of and behind them, who were responsible for clearing the road and breaking the rear, also had to slow down.

Coupled with the cars taken by the group of relatives and friends, as well as the uninvited cars of various units, the entire team still pulled out a long queue.

"Thanks for your hard work."

"Thank you."

Before the intersection, Yang Rui and the welcoming group thanked the traffic police on duty.

Nowadays, there are not many places where traffic lights are used. Most of the intersections are like this, and the traffic police use gestures to direct traffic.

For wedding convoys with police cars clearing the way, securing passage is relatively easy.

Yang Ruichun controlled the bicycle with his legs, and bowed his hands to the parked convoys on both sides, regardless of whether they could see it or not, it was considered a thank you.

A few kilometers long route can be reached in a short time.

The young man guarding the intersection of Jingzhai immediately lit firecrackers the moment he saw Yang Rui.

The magpie brand's Wanxiang firecrackers are picked up with long poles and come in six colors: red, purple, blue, green, yellow, and pink. It makes people feel festive when they look at them.

The sound of its explosion is not like the "lightning and flint" firecrackers of later generations. Due to the traditional production process, the twists are long and slow, so the sound of firecrackers is "crack, clap, clap, clap, clap", with a clear The sense of rhythm can make people's minds, and the scenes that are lit one after another can emerge.

The 10,000-shot firecrackers were set off for a few minutes, until Yang Rui and others entered the Jing Mansion, the firecrackers inside went off, and the firecrackers outside stopped, but it was a good time.

Amidst the congratulations from relatives and friends, Yang Rui ate ten eggs in one go—according to tradition, this is the groom's food for the whole day, and if he gets married far away, he will rely on them to supplement the consumed protein.

Seeing Yang Rui gobbling it up, Mother Jing was happy for no reason, and said, "Eat slowly, it's best if you can finish it. If you can't finish it, just take a bite."

Yang Rui laughed twice, relying on his years of bench press fighting power, he swallowed it alive.

Then, I saw the bride.

If the shoulders are shaved, the waist is as usual. The neck is stretched to show the items, and the quality is revealed...

"Bride, let's go!" Yang Rui laughed, like a king of the mountain, picked up the bride and got on the bicycle.

Nowadays, they don't pay attention to the son-in-law test and block the boudoir. All the difficulties are concentrated in the bridal chamber, but who dares to make troubles in Yang Rui's bridal chamber.

Amidst Jing Yulan's low exclamation, Yang Rui put her... on the back seat of the bicycle, and with a kick, she floated up.

Quietly sat on the back seat of a slightly modified bicycle, the wide version of the back seat is neither comfortable nor uncomfortable, but Jing Yulan couldn't help laughing, she gently hugged Yang Rui's waist, half body leaning on his waist Back, slightly tilted feet, just feel that the morning wind is good, and the pedestrians are also kind.

Even the police car with double flashes a hundred meters away became less glaring.

Yang Rui was riding a bicycle, humming a song, carrying Jing Yulan on the back seat, passing a dozen courtyards where he put tea leaves, past a dozen courtyards where he put red sandalwood, passed a dozen courtyards where he put huanghuali, passed by Dozens of courtyard houses where I put calligraphy and paintings, passed by more than a dozen courtyard houses where I put porcelain...

Because of the short distance, these yards are also the ones that Yang Rui visits most often. The remaining hundreds of buildings, especially the yards bought later, are not convenient to go to, and they are often used to store durable goods.

For example, ancient books, ancient coins, Hetian seed materials, raw jadeite, Shoushan stone, ancient inkstones and inkstones, porcelain pottery, bronzes, bronzes, silverware and other metal antiques...

The wedding was held at the entrance of the alley.

A few tables of relatives and friends, a few tables of friends and colleagues, set up a banquet at the entrance of the alley near my home, eat meat first, then drink, wipe my mouth and leave. This is the most distinctive wedding in the late 1980s and early 1990s.

Of course, group weddings are the most fashionable thing now, but they are not suitable for Professor Yang.

At the entrance of Yang's alley, backed by Shichahai, the clear water is very beautiful.

The nearby residents came out curiously to look around, and most of them went to work on time.

Yang Rui didn't deliberately choose the weekend, which was also the reason why there were very few guests for the banquet.

He bought all the courtyard houses closest to the lake, opened up the connection at this time, directly removed a courtyard wall, and held a banquet in the courtyard, which was quiet and restrained.

The relatives of Jing and Yang's family sat scattered inside, waiting for the chefs from Yu's class to serve the dishes.

"Eat and drink well."

"The greeting is not good."

"It's all my own, don't be shy."

Yang Rui stood at the door to greet people, and soon made arrangements for the guests.

Accompanied by Jing Yulan, with a smile on her face, she said softly, "Many people from your side have not been invited. Is it really okay? Some pharmaceutical companies have found my home."

"It's okay, we will invite relatives, classmates, current colleagues and neighbors, small-scale gatherings, and no gift money, others are too embarrassed to squeeze in to eat and drink for free." Yang Rui said, beckoning to the camera that happened to turn over. He waved and smiled again; "Today is our wedding, so we can do whatever we want, and we don't have to worry about what other people think."

Jing Yulan pursed her lips and laughed, "It's fine if you're not afraid of offending anyone."

"There is no way to offend others. Besides, we are also famous for our teachers." Yang Rui said, looking at his watch, and asked the waiters to start serving dishes.

Sting skin, chicken feet, preserved eggs, stewed beef...

Starting from the cold dishes, the banquet is in a simple style.

Even by the standards of the early 1990s, the dishes can only be said to be quite satisfactory.

Fortunately, the chefs of Yu's class are amazing in their craftsmanship, and they put a lot of effort into making the ingredients work.

The feast starts at noon and lasts until evening.

Those who don't drink drink tea in the yard next door, and those who like punching fists fight until the sky is dark.

"Hey, look to the side."

At an unknown time, someone suddenly discovered that TV sets had been moved out around the yard.

The sound of the TV connected to the stereo easily overwhelmed the human voice.

"News broadcast."

"Well, it's today."

"It's seven o'clock?"

On the TV, the dignified and serious announcer changed his tone after two consecutive news reports: "Now insert a text message."

"Yang Rui, a famous scientist in our country, got married at noon today."

"Professor Yang Rui is the first Chinese Nobel laureate, the inventor of PCR, the cutting-edge technology of biology, and the father of cloned sheep that shocked people at home and abroad..."

"Professor Yang Rui's wedding was congratulated by many governments and non-governmental organizations..."

"Mr. Qiao wrote congratulatory speeches for Mr. Yang Rui and Ms. Jing Yulan..."

"My station would like to congratulate Mr. Yang Rui and Ms. Jing Yulan on their happy wedding and grow old together..."

"The following is the wedding scene."

The images in the studio were switched, and the daytime scenes were seen, which were selected into the news network one by one.

"Oh, this is me."

"There is me, and there is me."

"News broadcast, are we all on the news broadcast?"

Drunk or not, all relatives and friends crowded in front of the TV, eager to call everyone they knew: I'm on TV!

"After the ceremony, there will be a videotape of the whole wedding." The service staff explained to everyone in a soft voice according to the training requirements.

Everyone nodded, looking forward to Yang Rui's wedding record.

Yang Rui and Jing Yulan looked at each other and smiled.

...

capital Airport.

Xu Anqing and his wife Xiaohui, arm in arm, waited quietly for boarding.

They will depart from the capital and fly to Paris, France for their honeymoon.

Xu Anqing deliberately chose the time of Yang Rui's marriage to go to the capital, also for the sake of comparison.

After all, according to domestic standards, the grandeur of his wedding cannot be surpassed for at least a few years.

Xu Anqing is very willing to know about Yang Rui's wedding process.

"Please, amplify the sound of the TV." Qingyue's female voice sounded from the front.

"Hey, this girl seems to be from Tsinghua University's External Relations Department." Xu Anqing recognized Xiao Baiya's back at a glance.

Xiaohui asked: "Do you know each other?"

"I'm not familiar with it, it's quite powerful..." Xu Anqing's voice was covered by the louder and louder TV sound.

In the waiting room, the announcer's voice was extremely clear:

"Professor Yang Rui is the first Chinese Nobel laureate, the inventor of PCR, the cutting-edge technology of biology, and the father of cloned sheep that shocked people at home and abroad..."

Xu Anqing looked up in disbelief, and looked at the TV in a daze.

The slim little white teeth were also focused on watching the TV, with a proud smile on their face, but their eyes were a little blurry.

The bride on the bicycle, Yang Rui's smile, and the boarding broadcast were superimposed.

Little White Fang dragged the suitcase and walked towards the boarding gate.

The sun is shining brightly on the TV screen, and the red flag is waving.

It seemed to be fixed on Yang Rui's smile.

Good looking for an entire era.

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