Hard work after winning the lottery

Suddenly, a loud and clear suona horn broke the tranquility of Baixi Village.

"A hundred birds pay homage to the phoenix!"

Immediately following was the stirring sound of gongs and drums, which shook the very core of one's being.

This is not a Western band, but a traditional wedding procession spontaneously organized by Baixi Village.

A dozen or so men, wearing red vests, with their cheeks puffed out, were playing their instruments with great effort.

The sound was full of rustic wildness and the purest passion, instantly igniting the entire village.

This wedding, a blend of Chinese and Western styles, showcased its unique charm at this moment.

There were no roaring luxury cars, only the most down-to-earth sounds of gongs and drums.

As the drumbeats began, the villagers who had been waiting on both sides of the road erupted in cheers.

Almost the entire village mobilized.

The asphalt road from the guesthouse to Huajia was packed with onlookers.

The old man, leaning on his cane, smiled, revealing his missing teeth.

Children, holding red balloons, weaved through the crowd, laughing and playing.

The young wives and young women craned their necks, eager to catch a glimpse of the city's CEO.

Bright red ribbons were hung on every tree along the road.

When the wind blows, the red ribbons flutter in the air, like a red river flowing through the mountains.

Every household had a large red "double happiness" character pasted on their door and red lanterns hung up.

The entire Baixi Village seemed to be completely submerged by this splash of Chinese red.

At the entrance of the Hua family courtyard.

Hua An was dressed in a well-fitting dark blue suit, and his hair was styled meticulously.

He stood at the top of the stairs on the second floor, listening to the increasingly close sound of the suona outside, and his heart began to beat faster involuntarily.

The door opened, and Hua Yun slowly walked out, supported by her bridesmaid.

The moment Hua An saw his sister, his breath caught in his throat.

The morning light shone through the window onto her, and the white veil seemed to be gilded with a holy halo.

It's so beautiful.

Hua An felt as if something was blocking his throat, and his eyes felt hot.

He strode forward, extended his arm, and let Hua Yun take his.

"sister."

His voice was a little hoarse, carrying the stubbornness and attachment unique to a young man.

"I won't carry you today."

According to custom, the bride is carried by her brothers when she leaves the house.

Hua An looked at Hua Yun, his eyes flashing with determination.

"I want to hold your hand and hand you over to that man."

"If you don't want to leave, just turn back and I'll take you home."

Through her veil, Hua Yun looked at her younger brother, who had suddenly grown up, and tears almost welled up in her eyes.

She gripped Hua An's arm tightly, her voice choked with emotion yet resolute.

"it is good."

The sunlight outside the window grew brighter and brighter, golden beams piercing through the clouds and showering down on this joyful land without reservation.

The sound of the suona grew closer, and cheers rose and fell.

On the shore of Baixi Lake, the ceremonial pavilion, built with countless flowers, gleams in the sunlight.

A grand and unique wedding is about to begin.

It was exactly 10:00 AM.

The sun is just right, the breeze is not dry.

The shores of Baixi Lake are now a sea of ​​jubilation.

A viewing platform has been ingeniously built in front of what was once a barren reed marsh.

The backdrop is the clear blue lake, where a gentle breeze stirs the reeds, and distant, rolling green hills appear and disappear in the mist.

This is a landscape painting that is breathtakingly beautiful without any embellishment.

The guests were already seated.

Seated on the left are Zhou's relatives and friends who came from City A, all dressed in suits and adorned with jewels.

Sitting on the right are the honest and simple villagers of Baixi Village, as well as the Hua family's extended family.

Li Guifen specially distributed wedding candies and red handkerchiefs to each villager, and everyone's faces were filled with smiles even more festive than during the Spring Festival.

Two completely different painting styles miraculously coexist harmoniously in this mountain wilderness.

"The auspicious time has arrived!"

With a shout from the emcee, the noisy crowd instantly fell silent.

The music has changed.

Instead of the previous noisy gongs and drums, the melodious sound of violins flowed out slowly.

That was an orchestra that the Zhou family had specially invited.

Immediately afterwards, the clear and melodious sound of a bamboo flute joined in, blending perfectly with Western musical instruments.

The fusion of Chinese and Western elements is just like the union of these two families.

At the end of the red carpet, three small figures appeared first.

All eyes in the room were instantly drawn to it.

"Oh my, look! Those are our village's three lucky babies!"

Someone couldn't help but gasp in surprise.

Leading the way were Si'an and Sile.

Although the two little ones are only 5 years old, they showed an amazing presence today.

They were dressed in black tailcoats, their little leather shoes clicking softly on the red carpet.

The two of them had chubby little faces and serious expressions, as if they were discussing a business deal worth hundreds of millions.

Their little hands held the velvet cushions steadily, on which lay the rings that would witness their parents' vows today.

That was specially designed by Zhou Yanjin; it's one of a kind.

Following closely behind his brothers was Si Tao.

The little guy was clearly a bit nervous, his short legs were moving very fast, and he almost tripped over his own foot with his left.

But he quickly regained his balance.

He was clutching a beautifully crafted certificate that was bigger than his face tightly in his arms.

That was a model of their family's future "household registration book," symbolizing that from now on they would be officially registered and never be separated again.

He puffed out his chest, looking proudly as if he had a heavy responsibility on his shoulders, which amused many guests.

Lin Yi sat in the audience, looking at her three adorable grandsons, and tears welled up in her eyes again.

She held Zhou Ye's hand tightly.

"Look at our grandson, how proud he is!"

Zhou Ye patted his wife's hand, his eyes were a little moist, but he still maintained his calm demeanor.

"That's right, don't you even know whose offspring they are?"

The three children walked smoothly to the pavilion and stood obediently in a row.

Immediately afterwards, Zhou Yanjin, accompanied by her best man, strode over from the other side.

Today, Zhou Yanjin has shed her ruthless decisiveness in the business world, becoming less cold and more warm.

He stood there, his posture upright like a pine tree.

His light gray haute couture suit perfectly accentuated his broad shoulders and narrow waist.

His gaze was fixed intently on the end of the red carpet.

His palms were slightly sweaty, and his Adam's apple bobbed up and down—a sign of extreme tension and anticipation.

Even when he took over the Zhou Group and faced difficulties from the board of directors, he had never felt his heart pounding like this.

at last.

The solemn and sacred classic melody of the Wedding March suddenly rang out.

All eyes were focused in the same direction.

At the other end of the red carpet, in the sunniest spot.

Hua Shu, with his arms bent, stood up straight. This honest man, who usually only knew how to work the land and was not good at talking, was now standing ramrod straight.