: A House Full of Distinguished Guests

Author: Sitting at Jingting

: A House Full of Distinguished Guests

After eating, a group of people declined Lin Weimin's suggestion to send them away and wandered the streets of Yanjing.

Jiang Zilong patted Cheng Shixu on the shoulder and asked earnestly: "Shi Xu, are you turning 40 this year?"

"Forty-one." Cheng Shixu thought Jiang Zilong was caring about him.

“I’m already at this age of confusion, it’s time to understand something!”

"What do you mean?" Cheng Shixu was confused.

Several classmates were watching the joke.

Jin Ying said: "You were so good just now, why are you mentioning An Yi?"

Cheng Shixu was puzzled, "Didn't I think she didn't come?"

He had already reacted at this moment, "You guys, you are really not pure at all now."

Everyone laughed, as if they were back in those days at the Literary Research Institute.

"So many years have passed in a flash!" Huang Zonghan sighed.

Jiang Zilong and Huang Zonghan were of the same generation. He asked: "Old Huang, I remember your son was born in his sixties, right?"

"Those born in 1965 are already twenty-four years old."

"Is it time to get married?"

"I just talked to someone. It depends on the situation. Who can say for sure what happens to young people?"

"I feel terrible when I think about it. In a blink of an eye, I am already fifty!" Jiang Zilong said.

"You're still two years old."

Jiang Zilong smiled and said, "Isn't that just a blink of an eye?"

"It is better to serve the people! I have been famous for so many years. If I count carefully, I am not even thirty yet! I am almost a lifetime older than my son."

Hearing Huang Zonghan say this, Jin Ying couldn't help laughing, making everyone laugh inexplicably.

When she was almost laughing, she said to everyone: "When I was in the institute, Weimin always said that his dormitory was the father of the same dormitory!"

Everyone couldn't help laughing when they heard this.

There is a big age difference among the students in the fifth term of the Institute of Literature. The oldest one, such as Jiao Yundian, was already fifty when he came in, while Ru Lin Weimin and Abaier were only in their early twenties. They were completely different generations, but they were together.

We become classmates in the same class, and fate is so wonderful sometimes.

In Yanjing in March, the night was frosty and frosty. Everyone walked and chatted, but they didn't feel cold at all and went all the way back to the guest house.

The next morning, the gate of Shizhu Courtyard on Xi'anmen Street was opened early in the morning.

At around eight o'clock in the morning, Lin Weimin and Tao Huimin stood at the door dressed in regular clothes.

Yu Hua was the first to come. When he saw Lin Weimin, he was extremely excited, "Haha, Teacher Lin! Congratulations! Happy wedding!"

Those who didn't know thought he was the groom. Mo Yan followed him and gave Lin Weimin a blessing calmly.

There were few guests at this time, and Lin Weimin still had time to chat with the two of them, "Why did you two come so early?"

Mo Yan's little eyes seemed to have never woken up, and he said helplessly: "He woke up too early. He was in a hurry and kept urging me."

"Why are you not active at all about Mr. Lin's life-long event?"

"Teacher Lin's lifelong event is not your lifelong event. What can you be positive about?"

Ignoring the quarrel between the two primary school students, they were kicked into the courtyard.

Not long after Yu Hua and Mo Yan entered the hospital, the gang from Haima Studio arrived.

Then there are colleagues from the Chinese Literature Society.

Lin Weimin's wedding was unique. There was no ceremony. There was no worship in the high hall or the bridal chamber. Lin Weimin and Tao Huimin stood at the door to greet the guests. After everyone entered, they first wanted to write the etiquette account but couldn't find the place. After explanation, they found out that

Dare to host a banquet at your lover's house without charging any member's money.

"Oh, Weimin, how embarrassing are you for us!" Meng Weizai and Lin Weimin led a few retired old men into the yard with no sincerity.

Today, all the main rooms in the courtyard have been cleared to entertain guests. Unfortunately, there are too many people here, and there is simply not enough room to sit there. Some highly respected seniors have been let into the room.

A group of middle-aged and young people were chatting in the courtyard in groups of three or five. They watched Lin Weimin and his wife greet guests at the entrance of the courtyard and guessed the identity of the visitors.

Feng Xiaogang is standing under the eaves of the east wing, beside him are Zhao Baogang and Li Chengru. Li Chengru heard that Lin Weimin was holding a wedding today and came here to join in the fun.

"In the past, I only heard that Mr. Wan was Teacher Lin's teacher, but today I saw it." Li Chengru said, looking towards the main room.

Zhao Baogang said: "Have you seen those old men?"

"Um?"

"There are several 9th ​​and 10th level cadres inside!"

"How do you know?"

"I just heard someone saying hello to them. They were all presidents, editors-in-chief, and quite a few officials."

While a few people were chatting, guests were still coming in.

Lin Weimin was a little surprised by the arrival of the border agency. He didn't expect the old man to come.

"Old comrade, I'm here to join in the fun and serve the people. Congratulations!"

As soon as the border officer entered the hospital, Teng Jinxian led a middle-aged man to the entrance of the hospital.

"Tengju! This..."

"Xiao Han, Han Shanping."

Lin Weimin looked apologetic, "I'm really sorry, there are so many people here right now, I can hardly remember who is who."

"Today is your special day and you must be busy. I wish you and your wife a happy marriage and a happy marriage for a hundred years!" Han Shanping said.

"Thank you, thank you, please come in!"

When Zheng Guo's family came, there was an old man behind them. Lin Weimin was surprised and said: "Uncle, why are you here?"

"How can I, as your uncle, not come to attend your happy event?" Father Zheng said with a smile.

The Zheng family's father and son usually behave in a low-key manner. The fact that Zheng's father came to attend Lin Weimin's wedding represents an attitude and proves that the two families are well connected.

"Come in quickly! Come in quickly!" Lin Weimin let the Zheng family into the yard.

As more and more guests came, the atmosphere in the courtyard became more and more lively. Everyone automatically divided into several small groups. This year's guests can be roughly divided into several categories.

The first category is Lin Weimin's teachers and classmates, headed by Mr. Wan, plus a group of people from the Institute of Literature, about twenty people.

Then there are the colleagues from the Chinese Literature Society, not only from the editorial department of "Contemporary", but also from other editorial offices in the society, including retired old comrades. There are more than ten people in the editorial department of "Contemporary" alone, plus the editorial staff of the Chinese Press

There are forty or fifty acquaintances here.

Then there are the authors who Lin Weimin was responsible for, including Yu Hua, Mo Yan, Yue Yuehe, etc. There are more than ten people in total.

Finally, there is Lin Weimin's relationship in society. This group of guests is the most mixed.

There are talented people, so this time I brought six or seven people, all of whom were relatively familiar with Lin Weimin.

There is Haima Studio, headed by Wang Shuo and Zheng Xiaolong, Ma Dudu, Feng Xiaogang, Zhao Baogang, Hai Yan, Ge You, Liu Heng... a group of about 20 people.

The remaining people are scattered, such as Shi Tiesheng's family, reporter Li Xiangyang of "Yanjing Youth Daily", retired Border Agency, Teng Jinxian, Chen Xiaoer of the Film Bureau, Zhou Yiying and his wife, Liu Shuhua brothers, Wang Feng of CCTV,

Ren Hao, Wu Tianming, Zhang Yimou, Gong Li from Xiying Studio...

Although the guests who came today are in their own small groups, many of them know each other.

For example, most of the authors Lin Weimin is responsible for are familiar with the editorial department. Many editors from the Chinese Literature Society also know Lin Weimin’s classmates. Mo Yan, Tong Zhonggui and others also know most of the people from Haima Studio. Zheng

Xiaolong has business dealings with CCTV again...

While the guests were chatting with each other, the cooks and waiters Lin Weimin hired from Huifeng Hall were busy working.

We have been working at Huifengtang for almost half our lives, and have done all the work of taking care of weddings and weddings in private, but this is the first time that the entire hotel has come to a guest's home to help.

There is no way, who can ask others to give more money?

In early spring in Yanjing, there are two different temperatures during the day and at night. The temperature at night is usually a few degrees, sometimes even below zero, but during the day it is often more than ten or twenty degrees above zero.

Guests numbered 140 or 50 came today and sat at nearly 20 tables, all of which were placed in the second entrance hall.

It was sunny and sunny outside, and half of the tables were placed in the yard. Considering that some old comrades were in poor health, the other half of the tables were placed in the main room and the side room.

The chef over there had prepared the dishes and they were ready to be served at any time. The manager of Huifengtang came over to ask Lin Weimin for instructions.

“No need to wait, food will be served directly!”

The waiters have neat figures and brisk steps. They carry plates in their hands and arms and serve the dishes quickly.

Lin Weimin stood in the middle of the courtyard and said loudly: "Today is a happy day for Huimin and I. I would like to thank all my relatives and friends for coming to my humble home. I didn't plan to hold this wedding originally, but there were so many people asking about it later that I thought about it.

Let’s do it.
To be continued...