CHAPTER 735: CHAPTER 774: SENDING OFF A DAUGHTER LIKE THIS

After tidying up, Emily Berns hadn’t come out yet, so John Brown had to go back inside. He saw Emily Berns putting clothes on their daughter. Little Violet was still half-asleep, pouting and closing her eyes, completely uncooperative, making it difficult for Emily Berns to get her dressed.

"Hurry and give me a hand," Emily Berns hurriedly called John Brown.

John Brown agreed, and the two of them coaxed Little Violet while helping her get dressed. Finally, they managed to get her dressed, but Little Violet was still drowsy. John Brown had to hold her and let her rest her head on his shoulder to continue sleeping.

At five o’clock, their convoy set off on time. John Brown’s car led the way; David Johnson, the groom, sat in the front passenger seat, while Emily Berns held Little Violet in the back. Once the bride was picked up, Emily Berns couldn’t sit in this car anymore.

"Bro, this car is very comfortable!" David Johnson said, full of excitement.

John Brown joked with a smile, "Today you’re picking up the bride, and you still have the mind to focus on the car."

"Hehe, I’m interested too. It’s a Mercedes-Benz. This is my first time riding in one." David Johnson wiggled his seat and turned to Emily Berns with a grin, "Sister-in-law, my mom told me last night that my brother arranged for me to work at his company. Is this true?"

Emily Berns smiled faintly and said, "Of course it’s true. We’re all family, so it’s natural to help out with such matters."

David Johnson chuckled and said, "Then, won’t I become a white-collar worker in the future?"

Emily Berns said, "Your brother says you’re pretty articulate. You might develop even more in the future and become not just a white-collar worker, but a gold-collar worker."

"Bro, is that true?" David Johnson’s eyes shone like light bulbs.

John Brown glanced at David Johnson and said, "You brat, weren’t you asking your sister-in-law? Why confirm it with me?"

Emily Berns couldn’t help but laugh and said, "You’re something. Your brother asks me or you, and it’s the same thing. Do you feel embarrassed?"

David Johnson chuckled awkwardly, "Exactly, exactly. It’s all one family. Besides, I feel like my sister-in-law wouldn’t lie to me."

John Brown widened his eyes and said, "You brat, now that you have a sister-in-law, you don’t even acknowledge your brother."

David Johnson laughed awkwardly. It wasn’t that he had any particular thoughts about Emily Berns, but as a big celebrity, he naturally admired her and wanted to chat with her more. It was only natural.

Although David Johnson’s wife’s family was located not far from their village, only over ten kilometers, weddings were about putting on a show. So, they intentionally drove through two more villages, making a detour of over ten kilometers before arriving at the bride’s house.

As the firecrackers went off, Little Violet woke up and, seeing the crowd gathered outside, perked up. She slid off Emily Berns’ lap and leaned against the car window to look outside.

The approaching group got out of the car. Emily Berns and Little Violet, as part of the wedding party, also exited, while John Brown, serving as the driver, didn’t count but could still watch the excitement.

To pick up the bride, the first obstacle was the front door, blocked by children inside demanding red envelopes. David Johnson gave out five red envelopes before the first door was opened.

Once the front door was open, it was on to the house’s outer door, guarded by the bride’s uncle. It took giving out six more red envelopes before the wedding party was allowed inside.

Emily Berns found the whole scene extremely amusing, and Little Violet watched with great interest.

The final obstacle was the bride’s door, creating even more trouble. Inside were the bride’s classmates and friends, who intentionally made it difficult for the groom. David Johnson talked his way through, scattering red envelopes, before finally entering the bride’s room.

Under the host’s guidance, the wedding proceeded with a series of activities that lasted over half an hour until nearly completed.

Things were going smoothly, and it seemed time to take the bride away. But just then, when David Johnson was about to thank the bride’s parents for raising their daughter, trouble arose.

After bowing to the father and mother-in-law, they remained sternly silent. They were supposed to stand up and send off their daughter, but when they stayed put, it left David Johnson in a bind.

At this moment, the bride’s uncle sternly said, "David, my parents raised their daughter for so long, and now they’re handing her over to you. Aren’t you going to give them a red envelope?"

"Of course, of course," David Johnson smiled accommodatingly, quickly pulling out two red envelopes. Luckily, they had prepared extra last night, anticipating potential unexpected needs.

But the father-in-law and mother-in-law didn’t accept it, and the elder brother-in-law looked even worse, saying, "Little Charlie, what you’re doing isn’t right. Are my parents outsiders? You’re trying to brush people off with these two small red envelopes?"

David Johnson was dumbfounded, and the people who came to pick up the bride also frowned. The bride’s family deliberately made things difficult at that moment, which was really unbearable.

Uncle John quickly walked over with a smile and said, "In-laws, this is our poor preparation. If you have any more conditions, we’ll owe you for now and make it up later."

The bride’s father, however, had a stern face and said, "What a joke, is this something that can be made up later? After you take my daughter away, will you still think of us?"

Uncle John hurriedly said, "In-laws, a daughter will always be yours, and Little Charlie is your son-in-law. When would he not think of you?"

"No, not possible. This is a major life event; it’s about seeing your sincerity. If you don’t even have this bit of sincerity, how can you be allowed to take my daughter away?"

The people who came to welcome the bride were getting frustrated. A wedding is supposed to be a joyful event, and everything should have been discussed in advance. But the bride’s family, however, raised conditions at the last moment on the wedding day; this was really too much.

Uncle John suppressed his anger and said, "In-laws, what do you think the red envelope should be?"

"Twenty Thousand Dollars, ten thousand for each of us." The bride’s father answered very decisively, "If you don’t pay Twenty Thousand Dollars, we won’t let you take my daughter away."

"Dad! How can you do this?" The bride shouted in anger at this time.

The bride’s father glared and said, "Just as expected, a daughter married is like a splashed-out water; you’re not siding with me now. If I don’t ask for this money, wouldn’t I be at a greater loss? Pay today, and you can take her away; if not, you might as well go back."

Go back... How could that be possible? The wedding was already set up over there, and all the relatives and friends had come. If the bride wasn’t picked up, it would become a big joke, and the Brownie Family would never lift their heads again.

At this moment, David Johnson didn’t know what to do and looked to Uncle John for help. Uncle John gritted his teeth and said, "In-laws, look, Little Charlie spent a lot of money for this wedding and really can’t come up with so much for now. Can’t you ask for a little less?"

"No way, not a penny less, it must be Twenty Thousand." The bride’s father was very resolute at this moment.

Uncle John was almost exploding with anger, so he had to call David Johnson’s father from outside to discuss the matter. Even though it was infuriating, ultimately, the Brownie Family had no choice; they couldn’t forcibly take the bride, nor could they not bring her back, so they had to swallow their anger and agree. Fortunately, Emily Berns brought Twenty Thousand Dollars yesterday and quickly had it sent over.

Ten minutes later, the money was finally brought, and the bride was escorted into the car.

John Brown watched all of this but said nothing.

As soon as they got into the car, the bride choked with tears and said, "Little Charlie, how could my dad be like this? How will I ever hold my head high in your family?"

David Johnson was also upset but could only comfort her, saying, "It’s not your fault; my parents understand."

John Brown heard the bride speak reasonably; it was somewhat comforting. If the bride were like her father, Little Charlie would face tough days ahead.

"Alright, alright, don’t cry, today is our big day, crying is inauspicious." David Johnson then consoled his wife, adding, "Come, let me introduce you. This is my eldest cousin from Aunt’s family. He’s already promised us that after our wedding, we can work at his company."

"Oh... Cousin!" The bride was a little embarrassed when she heard the driver was her eldest cousin, and when she heard about the job, she was suddenly pleasantly surprised, "Really?"

"Of course it’s true, my cousin is amazing, he’s a big manager in the company. Otherwise, how could he say he’ll arrange where I’ll work, and then just arrange it? We’ll earn money together, move to the city, and once we’ve saved enough, we’ll buy a house in the city."

The vision for the future finally improved the bride’s mood somewhat, and when they arrived at the Brownie Family’s place, she was able to smile. However, when she got off the car, and the mother-in-law came to take the basin, the smile was quite awkward.

Aunt didn’t make things difficult for the daughter-in-law, not to mention that everyone was watching. Even if she was angry, she couldn’t show it then, or it would be a joke for the entire village, so she smiled and greeted the daughter-in-law off the car.

The subsequent wedding was lively. The earlier scenario at picking up the bride was an embarrassment, but the attendees were close relatives of the Brownie Family, so no one would spread such an embarrassing story. They only occasionally discussed it among themselves, expressing their frustration.

Little Violet was attending someone else’s wedding for the first time, watching with enthusiasm from John Brown’s shoulders. Meanwhile, Emily Berns stood next to John Brown, wearing large sunglasses, so no one noticed her. She held John Brown’s arm, envious of the bride and groom’s happiness, deeply admiring the sense of being a family of three, which she found enchanting and addictive, though she also felt a bit lost inside, realizing she couldn’t have a memorable wedding with John Brown like the couple on stage.