Early in the morning, Su Yang was busy with preparations, and Zhao Xuefen's second uncle was busy as well.
Last night, Zhao Xuefen had arranged thirty-five rooms at the city hospital guesthouse, but those were for her relatives on her mother's side.
As for Zhao Xuefen's own relatives, the rooms they had originally booked were all cancelled by the hotel, and there were no rooms available in any hotel throughout the city.
Zhao Xuefen's aunts, uncles, second aunts, and the like, ended up with nowhere to stay and had to stay at Zhao Xuefen's second uncle's house.
Zhao Xuefen's second uncle was a middle-class family, with three houses under his name; it was just about manageable to accommodate so many people.
Early in the morning, they rushed to Zhao Xuefen's second uncle's house to help.
But when they got there, they realized that not a single wedding car had arrived.
