In preparation for Yao Er's wedding, all the shops on Xiaocheng's main road were closed in the afternoon. Despite the drizzle, both sides of the road were filled with onlookers. Everyone was asked to hold flowers in their hands to welcome the arrival of the flower car convoy.
Yao Er's motorcade was two miles long, and all of them were convertible cars, decorated with tulle and flowers.
The bride was in a European-style carriage that was wrapped tightly with curtains, so no one knew what the bride looked like.
It was Yao Er, on the other hand, riding on a tall horse, wearing a European monarch-style military uniform, waving to the crowd from time to time. In front of him was a Western orchestra. It looked quite lively and grand, comparable to the wedding of a British monarch. However, in the autumn wind and rain, the crowd just numbly and mechanically held up bouquets and cheered according to the requirements of the gendarmerie. Few people were really happy, making this pale and miserable motorcade, which imitated the Western style, look more like a funeral than a wedding.
Yao Er's wedding can only be described as a waste of money and time. In addition to not allowing people to do business, the people along the street were forced to come out to watch, and a wedding tax was collected. As a result, the people on both sides just watched coldly.
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