The two of them chatted without saying a word, the sound of rain drizzled and the coldness. Banjuegongbu suddenly said: "By the way, our marriage customs are here, and the man's family should invite a person with status to serve as a wedding envoy. Their family didn't know why they thought of you, so let me ask you what you mean."

Fu Yanghe was stunned for a moment and asked, "How could he think of me?"

"I wonder, but your identity is enough. Ajiala also agrees. She has told my mother and the others in advance, and they are all very satisfied."

If the famous Fu Yanghe was a wedding envoy, it would be a very good thing for the Banjue family. If the Banjue family was satisfied, Pingcuo would naturally be more satisfied. These were originally done for the in-laws to see.

"I'm just afraid I can't do it well."

"It's not difficult. If you really want to invite you, they will tell you what you need to do in advance, and someone will also give me some advice. Think about it again, if you think it's feasible, I'll tell them there. Someone will come to their family to invite you over."

Banjue Gongbu actually wanted Fu Yanghe to agree. One, his mother and the others were really satisfied with Fu Yanghe's choice. Two, Yangjin nodded even though they knew their relationship, and it was considered disguised to agree with their affairs. Three, from the perspective of his younger brother, he also hoped that when his elder sister got married, the wedding receptionist would be valuable and give her a face to her. Fu Yanghe's appearance and qualifications are enough, and it must be a good story, and it is not a cliché, and it is special. Yangjin chose Pingcuo, which had a poor family background when he retired from the Tseren family. There were still some rumors outside. Having an unprecedented high-standard wedding would also be of great help to Yangjin's reputation.

Fu Yanghe thought about it, thinking that he would help Monk's family and make a favor, and he might be able to say something about Monk in the future, and it was related to Yangjin's marriage, so he agreed.

Pingcuo came to pick him up to his house the day before the wedding.

This is the first time Fu Yanghe went to Pingcuo and his family. The house was magnificent. Although it was not as magnificent as the Gong Manor at Work, it could be seen that it was a wealthy family. The house was a four-story building with lightweight buildings and heavy stone walls, which was as big as a dozen houses. Perhaps for the sake of the happy event, it could be seen that the house was re-wrought, especially the colorful eaves of the trapezoidal window holes. Although there are only a few main colors of red, white and black, the appearance was extremely gorgeous. Fu Yanghe also heard of such building houses. The bottom floor is generally used to raise livestock, and people will live on the second floor. The kitchen and bedroom are all on the top, and the upper floor is generally a sutra room for gods and worship Buddhas, because people cannot be above the gods. The building house is not rare in Kangba, but it is rarely such a large scale. The most important thing is that their house has a building courtyard.

The tower houses are common, but the tower houses are not common. The Pingcuo family has two more courtyards than the ordinary tower houses, one with the outer courtyard and the other with the inner courtyard. The tower houses were only found by nobles in the past. It seems that the Pingcuo family has a good background.

When the car entered the door, Fu Yanghe saw some people decorating the door with colorful cloth. The decoration was festive and complicated, and it looked very festive. In the courtyard, a shed was set up early, with tables and chairs underneath, and a few large stoves were set up next to it, and baskets of vegetables and meat were placed on the shelf. Just by looking at the posture, you know that the wedding must be extremely grand.

Fu Yanghe went to see Pingcuo's parents first. At first sight, he knew why their family responded so much to Munch's coming out. Pingcuo's parents were all authentic Tibetans, especially Pingcuo's father, who was not fluent in Chinese. He was dressed in Tibetan and had a hidden knife on his body. His skin was dark and his eyebrows were majestic. Their mother knew nothing about Chinese at all. Although she was dressed in gold and silver, she looked like an extremely docile woman.

Pingcuo's family treated him as the most honorable guest. The meal was just to entertain guests, and did not talk much about the wedding. After dinner, Pingcuo was going to Banjue's house to send wedding clothes and jewelry. Fu Yanghe felt it was fresh, so he watched them count rows of gold and silver jewelry and wedding clothes, wrap them in satin, put them in a mahogany cabinet, and carry them away. These clothes and jewelry were all worn by Yangjin tomorrow. Fu Yanghe thought in his heart that wearing this outfit would be tiring enough even if he didn't walk.

After Pingcuo left, he went to see Munch. Munch lived on the third floor. When he saw him, he asked, "Is Teacher Zhang here?"

"I don't know either, he didn't tell me." He asked Xiao Tang to inquire, but Xiao Tang didn't find out anything either.

Monk looked a little lonely and said, "He probably won't come to our house even if he comes back."

Fu Yanghe accompanied Monk to chat for a while before he realized that Pingcuo and Yangjin's marriage was really a big deal and he wanted to make a fuss.

The Eighteenth Say was originally just a Tibetan rap art, but because it was mostly used for weddings, there were a series of rules and pomp. According to legend, Songtsen Gampo married Princess Wencheng, and the wedding banquet lasted for 18 days, and there were also eighteen congratulations from ministers. Later, this congratulations were circulated and evolved, and the eighteen congratulations were formed.

"So, your wedding banquet will be held for 18 days?"

Monk smiled and shook his head, looking a little haggard, and said, "It's not that long, my dad and the others said they'll do it for three days."

Three days have been a long time, no wonder there is such a big formation outside.

But the content of these 18 is complicated. Some people will ask people who are good at this, and some relatives and guests who must participate. For example, the 18th 18th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19th 19

"I don't do this," said Banjuegongbu. "You don't know me yet, and you are the most unspeakable."

"But I heard from Monk that this wedding will be held for eighteen. If you don't say it, will you ask someone else to tell me?"

Banjue Gongbu nodded and said, "Most of them said it was my mother and the others who replied, and they also invited several family elders to come over. I am only responsible for sending the marriage."

Fu Yanghe smiled and said, "I originally wanted to see what your rap looks like."

"You still have the intention to laugh at me, but do you remember the words yourself?"

Fu Yanghe was stunned and asked, "Me?"

Banjuegongbu laughed at the other end of the phone and said, "Hurry up and ask Pingcuo, you have a lot of words as a wedding envoy. Their family finally invited you, and they will definitely not let you go easily."

Fu Yanghe hung up the phone and immediately went to ask Pingcuo. Sure enough, Pingcuo said to him: "Not much, just one horse says, and another one says the wedding banquet, just say a few words."

Fu Yanghe thought he had just led the team to welcome the bride, but he didn't expect to do this: "You'd better give me a sample and I'll see, otherwise I don't know what to say." He asked again, "Just just talk, I won't ask me to sing it out, right?"

Pingcuo smiled and shook his head, saying, "No, you don't have to be nervous. Just say a few words at that time. We have asked those who understand this. After you finish speaking, they will ramble for you."

Fu Yanghe breathed a sigh of relief and asked again: "Can you speak Tibetan or Chinese?"

Pingcuo said: "It would be the best if you can, but most of the guests also understand Chinese, so you can follow it when the time comes."

Their family is not as good as Ban Jue's family, and there are only a limited number of well-known people who can invite. Fu Yanghe is both age and identity, so he is very grateful to him. Moreover, Yangjin likes it and proposes to him personally. For Pingcuo, there is nothing more important than Yangjin's joy. What they want is the glory brought to them by Fu Yanghe's identity. It is not very important to what Fu Yanghe does. Moreover, although his wedding with Yangjin is conservative, the guests are all modern people. Everyone's requirements for the wedding are mainly good-looking and happy, and the rules are not that important.

Just when talking about language, Fu Yanghe remembered a puzzled thought and asked: "I think Lingtang doesn't seem to speak Chinese, so can she understand Chinese?"

Pingcuo nodded: "My mother doesn't know anything at all, but she is afraid of not saying it well, so she dares not say it in front of you. Although she is not good at speaking, she can understand it."

Fu Yanghe nodded and asked again: "How are Monk going home these two days? Your family..."

Pingcuo was a little strange on the surface and said, "It's all good, I'm worried about it."

Fu Yanghe was still afraid that Munch would be wronged, so he had to have dinner with Munch. Fu Yanghe was a distinguished guest, so he naturally did not ask the guest to go to the room to eat with Munch. Pingcuo called Munch out, but the atmosphere of the meal was a bit weird. It can be seen that Munch's family could not accept the fact that his son was homosexual.

Fu Yanghe felt a little sad. There are some things in this world, no matter how reasonable it makes sense, people who cannot understand it can't understand it, and it's useless to force it. Monk's journey to come out is arduous and has a long way to go. Now, Monk should indeed be independent from this family as soon as possible, otherwise they will suffer from each other and no one can convince anyone. Monk cannot be a straight man, and his family cannot figure out why he likes men.

Fu Yanghe felt a little regretful and felt that it would be better to let Monk have a meal by himself. The whole family had a meal together, but he suffered. Fortunately, he couldn't stay at home for a few days, and after two or three days, he took Monk back after the wedding.

After dinner, he took Munch back to his room. Hepingcuo agreed to come here early tomorrow morning and people would go back first. When he returned, it was already dark, but the yard was brightly lit. There was a table of young men drinking in the yard. The door was newly decorated, and the night could not hide the joy of the house. When the car drove out of the yard, Fu Yanghe looked back and saw that the room in Munch was on with lights on. Munch stood in front of the window and waved at him. The eaves of the window were hung with fragrant cloth, swaying slightly with the night breeze.
Chapter completed!