In the sunny spring of 1980, Mopanshan held another wedding banquet, and the Tang family came forward to organize a grand banquet for guests.

The Crazy Master meant to invite the whole village to have a meal, but although Mopanshan Village is not big or small, there are 300 or 400 people in the village, and there are still about 40 tables. He can afford the money, but there are not such a large venue in the village and there are not so many guys.

Tang Baishan came up with an idea. Each family offered two people to have a drink and it would be enough to set up a table of about twenty.

Crazy Master naturally had no objection, and he also asked not to accept gifts.

"It's not easy for everyone to live, so I won't accept the gifts. I'll treat everyone to a good meal."

Tang Baishan was secretly surprised. He could get hundreds of dollars for about twenty tables of wine, and he could get the money back. Comrade Ye was really rich and mighty. He was afraid that the hairs were thicker than his waist.

"Comrade Ye, you have the final say. Since you don't receive the gift, you can save cigarettes and candies. You can't buy so much for a while."

"Then make more meat and vegetables, you don't have to save money for me."

The Crazy Master took out a thick stack of great unity and stuffed it to Tang Baishan, "This is a thousand yuan, I'll make up for it if it's not enough. Thank you for your hard work."

Tang Baishan was startled and his eyes were straightened. He lived in his sixties and had never seen so much money.

"It won't be used so much. Five hundred yuan is enough. It will definitely be a good deal for you."

Tang Baishan counted five hundred yuan, and the rest was returned to the crazy man. Even if it was five hundred yuan, it was the highest-standard banquet in Mopanshan.

The Crazy Master was not polite and said again: "The firecrackers must be the loudest, put a few more letters, and it will be lively."

"Don't worry, it will definitely be lively."

Tang Baishan patted his chest and promised that it was easy to do things with money. He happily went to hold the banquet with the money.

"Haichao, why don't you accept gifts when you hold a wine in Songcheng?" Su's mother asked tentatively.

After all, it is not cheap to hold a wine at Jinjiang Hotel, but my daughter is a second marriage after all. She had already received gifts when she married Huo Xiu. Now she will be receivable after the second marriage. If relatives and friends don’t tell each other in person, they will definitely say behind her back that her family wants money.

The madman said respectfully: "I will not accept gifts when I hold a wine this time, as is the case in Yangcheng."

He is the eldest brother after all, so he looks like he can receive some wine and gold.

Su Mu breathed a sigh of relief and was even more happy to see the Crazy Master. She felt that he was more generous than Huo Xiu's move, and was particularly respectful to her and the old man, which showed that the Crazy Master really liked his daughter, and respecting them was also for the sake of his daughter.

She couldn't help but think of her ex-son-in-law Huo Xiu. By comparing the two, she could see the difference between the two sons-in-laws.

Huo Xiu was polite and alienated to her and the old man, and did not interact much in normal times. However, he still gave gifts on holidays every year, just like a company giving gifts, he never missed them at all. However, he rarely sat down and talked like this. It was rare to have a meal together, and he didn't say much, and left after a few bites.

The Crazy Master is different. He is not only respectful, but also very intimate. He will ask her and the old man for advice in big and small matters, which makes people feel very comfortable.

Su Mu sighed in her heart that this is probably the difference between love or not.

If a man loves a woman, he will tolerate her parents and family. If he doesn't love her, he will naturally lose the patience.
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