Ding Lingling.

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

Wang Guohua was his best man, wearing a suit, riding a bicycle, and following behind with several other classmates.

In 1990, the most friendly way to pick up a bride was bicycles.

Of course, cars can also be found in Beijing, but ordinary families do not pursue them in particular. It is great if there is one, but not even if there is one.

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

The wedding model full of age makes people more interesting.

Yang Rui was not fast, he had to accumulate energy.

Wang Guohua and others also rode leisurely, and in front and behind them, the police car responsible for the road and the broken rear had to slow down.

Coupled with the cars taken by relatives and friends, as well as the uninvited cars of various units, the entire convoy still brought a long queue.

"Thanks for your hard work."

"Thank you."

In front of the intersection, Yang Rui and the wedding group thanked the traffic police on duty.

There are not many places to use traffic lights nowadays. Most intersections are like in front of you, and traffic police use gestures to direct traffic.

For wedding convoys with police cars leading the way, it is relatively easy to ensure access.

Yang Ruichun controlled the bicycle with his legs and bowed to the convoys that stopped on both sides. No matter whether they could see it or not, they would have thanked him.

The route is a few kilometers long and will arrive in a moment.

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

The magpie card's firecrackers are picked up with long poles, including red, purple, blue, green, yellow and pink, which makes people feel festive.

The sound of its explosion is not like the "lightning" firecrackers in later generations. Due to the traditional production process, the twists are long and slow, so the sound of the firecrackers is "pa, pa, pa, pa, pa, pa", with a clear sense of rhythm, and one ignited scene after another can appear in people's minds.

The ten thousand firecrackers were set off for a few minutes. It was not until Yang Rui and others entered Jing'an, and the firecrackers inside sounded and the firecrackers outside stopped, but it was a good time.

Amid the congratulations of relatives and friends, Yang Rui ate ten eggs in one breath. According to tradition, this is the groom's food all day long. If he gets married from a long distance, the protein consumed will be replenished.

Jing's mother looked at Yang Rui's voracious look and was happy for no reason. She said, "Eat slowly and eat slowly. It's best to finish it. If you can't finish it, you can take a bite."

Yang Rui laughed twice, and with his years of fighting power of bench presses, he swallowed it up.

Then, I met the bride.

If the shoulders are shaved, the waist will be as simple as possible. The neck will be stretched and the neck will be smooth, and the white texture will be revealed...

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

Nowadays, there is no need to pay attention to the exam for the son-in-law and block the boudoir. All the difficulties are concentrated in the bridal chamber. However, who dares to make trouble for Yang Rui's bridal chamber?

Amid Jing Yulan's low screams, Yang Rui placed her... on the back seat of the bicycle, and then he floated up with his feet.

He quietly sat on the slightly modified rear seat of the bicycle. The wide rear seat was not comfortable or uncomfortable. Jing Yulan couldn't help laughing, gently hugged Yang Rui's waist, leaned on his back halfway, and raised his feet slightly, feeling that the morning wind was good and the pedestrians were also kind.

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

Yang Rui rode his bicycle and hummed a song. The back seat was carrying Jing Yulan. He passed by more than a dozen courtyards where he placed tea, more than a dozen courtyards where he placed red sandalwood, more than a dozen courtyards where he placed yellow flowers, more than a dozen courtyards where he placed calligraphy and paintings, and more than a dozen courtyards where he placed porcelain...

Because these yards are close, they are also the most common ones that Yang Rui comes to. The remaining hundreds of buildings, especially those that are bought later, are not convenient to go to. They often store durable goods, such as ancient books, ancient coins, Hotan seed materials, jadeite raw stones, Shoushan stones, ancient inks and inks, porcelain, pottery, bronze, bronze, silver and other metal antiques...

The wedding was held at the entrance of the alley.

A few tables of relatives, friends, friends and colleagues, set up banquets at the entrance of the alley near their homes, eating meat first, then drinking, and leaving. This is the most distinctive wedding in the late 1980s and early 1990s.

Of course, the most popular thing now is group weddings, but it is not suitable for Professor Yang.

At the entrance of the Yang family's alley, it is surrounded by Shichahai, and the pool of clear water is very beautiful.

Residents nearby were curious and looked out, and most of them went to work on time.

Yang Rui did not choose the weekend specifically, which is why there were very few guests to entertain.

He bought all the courtyard buildings that were closest to the lake, opened them at this time, removed one of the courtyard walls, and held a banquet in the courtyard, which was both quiet and restrained.

Relatives of Jing Yang's family sat scattered inside, waiting for the chefs of the Yu family to serve the dishes.

“Eat and drink well.”

“Not greeting.”

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

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

Jing Yulan accompanied her side, smiling on her face, and whispered: "There are many people on your side that haven't been invited, is it really okay? Some pharmaceutical companies have found my house."

"It's okay, we invite relatives, classmates, current colleagues and neighbors to have small gatherings, and they don't accept gifts. Others are embarrassed to squeeze in for free for free." Yang Rui said, waving to the camera that was just turning over, and then laughed, "Today is our wedding, do whatever you want, and you don't have to worry about what others think."

Jing Yulan smiled with a pursed lips: "It's good that you are not afraid of offending others."

"There is no way to offend people when doing things. Besides, we are also famous for our masters." Yang Rui said as he looked at his watch, and asked the waiters to start serving the dishes.

Sting skin, chicken feet, pineapple eggs, braised beef...

Starting from the cold meal, the banquet is simple and simple.

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

Fortunately, the chefs in the Yu family class have amazing skills and have made twelve efforts to make the ingredients work.

The banquet started at noon and continued until evening.

Those who don’t drink can sit in the next yard to drink tea. Those who like to play fists will make the sky and the earth dark.

"Hey, look next to you."

At some point, someone suddenly discovered that there were TVs around the yard.

The sound of the TV connected to the audio easily overshadows the voice.

"News Broadcast."

"Yeah, it's today."

"It's seven o'clock?"

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

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

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

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

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

"Our station is here to congratulate Mr. Yang Rui and Ms. Jing Yulan on their happy wedding and long-lasting old age..."

“The following is the wedding scene.”

When the studio image switches, the daytime scenes are selected into the news broadcast one by one.

"Oh, this is me."

"There are me, and there are me."

"News Broadcast, are we all on the News Broadcast?"

Whether they were drunk or not, their relatives and friends all squeezed in front of the TV, hoping to call everyone they knew: I'm on TV!

"After the ceremony, there will be videotapes for the entire wedding." The service staff explained to everyone softly according to the training requirements.

Everyone nodded and looked forward to Yang Rui's wedding records.

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

...

Capital Airport.

Xu Anqing and his wife Xiaohui were holding hands and waiting for boarding the plane.

They will set off from the capital and take the opportunity to go on a honeymoon to Paris, France.

Xu Anqing specially chose Yang Rui's marriage to go to the capital, which also means comparatively.

After all, by domestic standards, his wedding was so grand that it would never be surpassed by anyone for at least a few years.

Xu Anqing is very willing to learn about Yang Rui’s wedding process.

"Please amplify the TV's voice." A clear-eyed female voice rang in front of her.

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

Xiaohui asked: "Do you know me?"

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

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

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

Xu Anqing looked up in disbelief and looked at the TV as if he was stupid.

The graceful little white teeth were also focused on watching TV, with a proud smile on their faces, but their eyes were a little blurred.

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

Xiaobaiya dragged her suitcase and walked towards the boarding gate.

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

It seemed to be frozen on Yang Rui's smile.
Chapter completed!