103: Chapter 103 A Luxurious Wedding Banquet in a Rural Town: Initial Conflicts Emerge

When Zhu Xiumei and Tang Hai returned, it was already ten o'clock at night.

The couple specifically asked Tang Luochuan if he wanted to go along to welcome the bride the next day.

But he refused. It wasn't his grandfather's family affair; it was the second great-uncle's family welcoming a bride, so there was no need for him to join in the excitement.

It was better to just cuddle with the two young ladies in bed and sleep in.

"Mom, I'll just head straight to the restaurant after ten o'clock. You guys go ahead." In the courtyard, Tang Luochuan had just finished rinsing his feet with cold water.

Zhu Xiumei seemed to have something unspoken on her mind; she was different from the father-son duo, Tang Hai and Tang Luochuan.

After all, that was her own family.

"Xiaochuan, um... did Meng Fanyi buy a Hermès?" Zhu Xiumei asked in a lowered voice.

Tang Luochuan paused for two seconds: "You already know?"

"Well, this evening, Cousin Jianhua was sulking by himself. I saw he was about to get married, so I went over to ask. The child is close to me, so he told me! He said he gave Fanyi 40,000 yuan to buy gold, but the girl bought a bag instead."

Zhu Xiumei glanced at Tang Luochuan's bedroom door and continued in a low voice: "Is it because she saw Wantang and Jinyue wearing designer brands, and she was envious?"

"Mom, envy is normal! But having a clear sense of self-awareness is very important. She doesn't have the means, yet she can't control herself! Who is to blame for that?"

"That's why I'm worried that those two children will have conflicts in the future."

"If she keeps playing like this, there will be plenty of conflicts! Cousin Jianhua is an honest man, but a bit cowardly! Won't Meng Fanyi just walk all over him?"

Tang Luochuan spoke very casually, but Zhu Xiumei felt uncomfortable.

She was still soft-hearted, perhaps even too kind.

She always wanted the family to be harmonious and happy.

"If you are taking Jinyue and Wantang tomorrow, I'll increase our gift money! We were originally going to give 2,000, but I plan to give 5,000. I just discussed it with your dad. Do you think that's okay?"

"No problem! Just don't give more than his own aunt."

"I know that."

As a cousin-aunt, giving 2,000 would normally be sufficient for Zhu Xiumei.

However, since Tang Luochuan had to bring two young ladies along, making it five people from their family, 2,000 was a bit on the low side.

...

The night passed without incident. The next morning, the one hundred million arrived on time.

Over at Zhu Jianhua's side, the bride had already been welcomed, while Tang Luochuan had just woken up.

The three of them were in the courtyard, holding their newly purchased toiletries and brushing their teeth.

They spat the mouthwash directly into the concrete-lined ditch nearby.

This was not in line with the daily lives of Jiang Jinyue and Su Wantang, but the girls had suddenly started to like it.

They had fallen in love with this quiet little village.

"Are we going straight to eat in a bit?" Su Wantang turned on the water tap and filled another cup of water.

"Yes! After eating, we'll go straight to the city to buy some things, and then set off for Shen Muyan's home the day after tomorrow!" Tang Luochuan replied.

"I wonder how things are with Senior Shen Muyan." Jiang Jinyue said with a hint of worry. She had messaged her after nine o'clock last night, but the other party had only replied with a few simple words.

She didn't seem to be in very high spirits; she probably didn't have a 'tasty' dinner.

Tang Luochuan wiped his mouth and checked the time; it was almost ten o'clock. He then said, "I'll contact Shen Muyan. You don't need to worry; there won't be any problems. Even if there are, I'll solve them. Hehe, there's nothing money can't solve."

At eleven o'clock, at the Supreme Hotel!

This was the best hotel in town, and 1,400 per table was considered top-tier.

Tang Luochuan led the two young ladies into the banquet hall, and some familiar elders immediately cast their gazes over.

"Oh my, Luochuan! You brought your girlfriend here."

"Xiaochuan, we're just waiting for you to get married; don't forget to let me know when that happens."

"These two girls are really pretty."

Perhaps it was the unique enthusiasm of rural people, or perhaps it was the gossip of these aunts, but seeing Tang Luochuan bring his girlfriends along, they kept crowding around.

In the eyes of these people, getting married and having children was a major life event that could not be taken lightly.

Nowadays, many young people in rural areas cannot find a partner, and older bachelors and spinsters are common.

Just in their Tang Family Village, there were two or three people over 35 who hadn't married yet.

If you ask them, they say, "Being single is happy."

But whether they are truly happy or not, no one knows; at least in the eyes of outsiders, they are somewhat pitiful.

Tang Luochuan smiled and dealt with them one by one, then scanned the room, not knowing where his mother had gone.

He found a random round table, sat down with the two young ladies, and started cracking melon seeds.

Of course, only he had the leisure to do so; Jiang Jinyue and Su Wantang were truly nervous, as there were too many people here.

Most of them also knew Tang Luochuan, and meeting the parents meant meeting the roots of the family; all sorts of aunts and relatives had come.

After sitting down, the two young ladies were at a loss. They had been to wedding scenes before, but this was their first time at a hotel in such a township.

How to describe this feeling? It was decorated luxuriously, yet it carried a rustic air from over a decade ago.

...

Inside the backstage dressing room of the Supreme Hotel, Meng Fanyi was applying makeup in front of the mirror, with her new Hermès bag placed to the side.

Zhu Jianhua stood at the door, his face ashen; he hadn't slept well all night because of this matter.

"Fanyi, explain this to me clearly," his voice was very low, "You spent those 40,000 yuan just to buy this bag?"

Meng Fanyi's movements paused.

She put down the mirror and turned around, her face already wearing that familiar expression—part aggrieved, part righteous: "Jianhua, today is our wedding day. Are you going to let me carry a bag that costs a few hundred yuan to see people?"

"Then what about the gold? My mom specifically instructed to buy the 'Three Golds'!"

"The 'Three Golds'? Gold has peaked and is starting to fall! When my close friends got married, which one of them didn't have a designer bag paired with haute couture? I haven't even asked you to host the wedding banquet at a big hotel in the city, so be content."

As she spoke, her gaze fell on the orange Hermès: "This is just a basic model, only 39,000. Look at what Su Wantang carries! A bag worth 70,000 or 80,000! And that Jiang Jinyue yesterday, hers costs over 100,000 each... I've been very frugal, okay?"

"Su Wantang?" Zhu Jianhua was startled. He wasn't very familiar with brands.

He had only heard of Chanel and Hermès, but even if you shoved the logos in his face, he wouldn't recognize them.

"Can we compare ourselves to them? Their families are rich."

"Then you should have found a rich wife. I only bought this one, it's 39,000 yuan; isn't that just two months of your salary? It's not like I buy them every day."

Meng Fanyi spoke righteously. She continued: "If I really wanted to, the 'Three Golds' couldn't be skipped either! I'm the one who compromised by not asking for gold and buying the bag instead! What's wrong with that!"

"But..." Zhu Jianhua had bitter words he couldn't express. The rest of the words were pressed to his lips; if he said them, it would mean tearing off the mask.

That would be, 'Why don't you spend your own damn money?'

He absolutely could not say this, otherwise, there would be no way to end the situation.

But his heart felt blocked. He had originally thought he had married a beautiful wife and would have a big, healthy baby boy in the future.

That life would be happy and fulfilling.

A dozen years later, save some money, get some help from the family, and scrape together a down payment in the Demon Capital.

Own his own house in his 30s.

That would definitely surpass 90% of people!!

But now he felt the situation was not that optimistic.