yournovel Chapter 142 The Little Lazybones
Chapter 142 The Little Lazybones
Chapter 142 The Little Lazybones
At 11:30 a.m., after the lively and grand wedding procession, the bride and groom arrived at the hotel hand in hand. Led by Lao Tan, they stood at the entrance to greet and thank the guests.
The four little boys who were serving as groomsmen and bridesmaids had been standing in a row in front of the hotel for a while, but when their familiar playmates arrived, they ran off and disappeared while playing around.
Behind the door, there was a rectangular table, which served as a ceremonial table.
Behind the table.
Yu Huan and Tan Xi sat side by side.
All he had to do was write in the gift book, recording the name and gift amount of each guest vertically. The gift amount had to be written in Chinese characters in capital letters. After each page was completed, he also had to tally up the amount on that page.
In addition to collecting monetary gifts, Tan Xi was also responsible for distributing a box of Furongwang cigarettes and a bag of wedding candy to the guests who brought gifts, and also for accurately informing Yu Huan of the names of the people she knew so as to avoid any mistakes.
As time slowly passed, guests arrived one after another like a tide, and the entire wedding venue was bustling with activity, with everything proceeding in a chaotic yet orderly manner.
At the gift table, guests gathered in a bustling crowd, their laughter and chatter filling the air.
When dining at a banquet, there aren't many rules or regulations about queuing; instead, there's a more casual and relaxed atmosphere.
After the gift book was read, it was still early for the banquet to begin, so many people stood aside and exchanged pleasantries.
Yu Huan felt a constant buzzing in her ears, almost causing tinnitus.
He was a stranger to most of the guests, but with his young and handsome face and tall stature, he attracted a lot of attention and inevitably received some greetings and inquiries.
Some people who were familiar with Tan Xi even joked about the two of them with a laugh.
He maintained a smile throughout, offering a few polite and simple responses, while his pen flowed smoothly across the gift book.
Neat lines of handwriting leap vividly from the paper.
Of course, many guests recognized him and gathered around the gift table, praising him one after another.
"Teacher Yu's son writes even better handwriting than him!"
"Like father, like son, and besides, his ancestors for two generations were all teachers, so Xiao Yu must be an educated person too!"
"The student surpasses the master, and I'm not talking about writing! Xiao Yu is much more handsome than his father."
Yu Huan looked up from her busy work, caught these words, and joked with them, "It's mainly because my wife at home has nurtured me so well!"
He knew there was a hint of flattery and a joke in their words.
Old Yu is nearly fifty years old. He has been writing all his life and has written more characters than he has walked roads. However, in terms of the skill and mastery of pen calligraphy, he is far inferior to him.
Moreover, after leaving school, he rarely wrote by hand anymore.
However, it's more than enough to write a gift book.
Teacher Yu, who was sitting at a distance observing from the sidelines, couldn't help but smile as she watched Yu Huan act so confidently under everyone's gaze, even chatting with people from time to time.
Grandpa Yu chuckled, his eyes full of satisfaction, and exclaimed, "Huanhuan has really changed a lot since she came back this time. I feel like she's a completely different person."
"He seems much more capable than before." Teacher Wu nodded in agreement, saying, "Writing a gift register requires not only good handwriting, but also quick wit. I was a little worried before that he wouldn't be able to handle such a situation, but now it seems that was all unnecessary worry."
Not long after.
Old Tan began to greet the guests in the lobby and have them take their seats one after another.
Yu Huan picked up his pen and wrote down the gift list for the last few guests who were going to give gifts. After putting down his pen, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
A sense of accomplishment welled up inside me.
After all, it was his first time writing a gift register, and he wasn't as skilled as he appeared on the surface.
However, the matter is not yet over, and more guests will arrive sporadically, so we cannot leave the table now.
Old Tan walked from the hotel entrance to the table with his hands behind his back and joked, "Xiao Yu, you and my niece really look like a perfect match sitting together."
Upon hearing this, Yu Huan simply smiled.
Tan Xi rolled her eyes at Old Tan, but a smile played on her lips: "Uncle, please don't joke like that! Xiao Yu already has a girlfriend."
The groom, Tan Zhiyuan, and the bride, amidst their busy schedules, also took a moment to gather around the table.
Dressed in a formal suit, he said curiously, "Xiao Yu, my dad said last night that you called out my name immediately, and that's why you agreed to write in the wedding register—"
Tan Zhiyuan was more than five years older than him, and it was hard to say that they met at school.
Do good deeds without leaving a name.
It's even more difficult to speak up and directly reveal the history between them.
They were supposed to be facing sudden bad news after the New Year and die suddenly, but he was actually some kind of savior, right?
Saying these things on someone's joyous occasion would surely land you in the White Pagoda Mental Hospital!
then.
Yu Huan's mind raced, and he smoothly continued, "Brother Tan, when I was studying in town, some of my classmates were from your village. I used to visit them often, and that's how I met you. I was still young then, so it's normal that you don't remember me." His explanation was reasonable and convincing.
"Oh." Tan Zhiyuan nodded, as if he had just expected it.
Yu Huan gave Old Tan a sincere smile and said humbly, "This is also my first time writing in the gift register. I am honored to share in Uncle Tan's joy today."
"Little Yu, just because you're so good with words, I can't give you a small red envelope." Old Tan looked at Yu Huan with appreciation, then winked at Tan Zhiyuan.
Tan Zhiyuan immediately understood. He unbuttoned one button on his suit jacket, revealing an inner pocket filled with a thick stack of red envelopes of various sizes.
The red envelopes in front were smaller, while those behind gradually became larger, and his trouser pockets were bulging, vaguely revealing that they were filled with small red envelopes for you.
There are many different opinions on choosing the right red envelope based on the relationship and level of intimacy.
Tan Zhiyuan pulled out a large red envelope from the back and quickly buttoned it up. He went around to the side of the table, stuffed the red envelope into Yu Huan's hand, and said warmly, "Thank you so much, Xiao Yu! Your handwriting is so beautiful, you must accept this red envelope."
Looking at Tan Zhiyuan's enthusiastic face, Yu Huan knew it was his big day, so she didn't stand on ceremony and declined any further.
He accepted the red envelope with both hands, smiled and said, "Brother Tan, then I'll accept it without hesitation."
Seeing this, Tan Xi also shouted, "Brother Yuan! Where's my red envelope?!"
Tan Zhiyuan laughed heartily, casually reached into his clothes, pulled out a red envelope, and handed it to her: "This is your second red envelope. If you ask me for it again, I definitely won't give it to you!"
"Thank you, Brother Yuan!" Tan Xi accepted the red envelope with a smile.
A family of three walked in through the hotel entrance. Tan Zhiyuan quickly took the bride's hand and went to greet them: "Auntie! You've arrived! Please come in!"
Seeing this, Lao Tan quickly stepped forward to exchange pleasantries, and he and Tan Zhiyuan's uncle put their arms around each other's shoulders, making the scene quite lively.
Yu Huan casually placed the red envelope on the table in front of her. Tan Xi tilted her head and looked it over, saying, "Your red envelope should be three hundred, mine is one hundred."
"Oh? How do you know?"
Tan Xi blinked without hesitation: "What do you think? Because the bride and I both made these red envelopes! Of course I know how much money is in them!"
Before Yu Huan could respond.
In a flash.
Yu Huan's phone, which was in his pocket, vibrated, signaling a video call.
In 2012, WeChat was still in the process of becoming popular, and for most people, video calling was a new and unfamiliar feature.
So, who else could make a video call to him?
He glanced at Tan Xi beside him subconsciously and found that she was also looking at him with a curious gaze.
The two sat on a bench, and Yu Huan inexplicably felt like she was being checked up on.
However, as the person in charge of the gift ledger, he cannot leave the gift table at will until the banquet begins, since he has accepted people's red envelopes.
But when the warrior of pure love made a video call, he had no choice but to answer.
Yu Huan immediately shifted her body slightly to the side without making a sound, almost falling off the stool, and then looked down to take out her phone from her pocket.
Hold your phone under the edge of the table and answer the video call.
Lin Yourong's sleepy face appeared on the screen, her expression still somewhat dazed.
She had obviously made a video call to him as soon as she woke up.
The front-facing camera was so close to her face that her cheeks appeared somewhat distorted in the shot.
She was bare-faced and without makeup, and all of this combined made her look completely different from the glamorous image she projected on stage.
This way, people feel much closer to me.
Yu Huan quickly adjusted the phone screen, shrinking it to a small window, and then calmly placed the phone on the table, facing her face.
They weren't afraid of being recognized for spying on the screen.
The image was shaky, but after some adjustments, it finally stabilized and clearly showed Yu Huan's face.
On the other end of the screen, Lin Yourong's eyes looked a little dazed, and she yawned repeatedly, but she still couldn't hide her curiosity: "What are you doing? Swaying left and right like that!"
"I'm helping with the guestbook at the wedding; there are so many people here," Yu Huan reminded her casually, a smile playing on her lips, her voice unconsciously softening. "Little sleepyhead, why are you only getting up now?"
Sitting to the side, Tan Xi listened to Yu Huan's intimate tone and immediately realized who he was talking to on video.
Some relatives and elders teased him about being a "golden couple," but it was all just a joke; he already has a partner!
A sense of curiosity arose within me.
What does a woman look like who can be so doted on by such a handsome man? She must be very beautiful!
Tan Xi glanced furtively at Yu Huan's phone screen without showing any emotion, but the image in the small window was too blurry for her to see the other person's face clearly.
Upon hearing Yu Huan's previous words, Lin Yourong, understanding immediately, turned the camera towards the ceiling.
A lazy voice drifted over: "I was busy until after 11 pm yesterday. I ate something, and by the time I got back to the hotel to remove my makeup and wash up, it was already past 2 am~"
(End of this chapter)