As time passed by, Ye Liangliang felt unspeakably nervous in the wedding room.
"Brother Fan, please help me see if my clothes are wrinkled!"
"without."
"Brother Fan, please help me see if my hair is messed up!"
"without.."
"Brother Fan, please help me see if there is any oil on my face!"
"without!!!"
"Brother Fan, please help me see if my butt is too high!"
"You're actually tilting your pelvis forward! Lift your balls up!"
"Brother Fan! What should I do if I'm super nervous now!!!"
"Duoduo! Taotao! White Wolf!"
"exist!"
"what!"
"Woof!"
"Hit this kid and make him calm down!"
Ten minutes later, Ye Liangliang limped on the sofa, covering her butt:
"Don't tell me, it hurts just because I'm patronizing it, but I'm really not nervous at all!"
Liu Pengyuan laughed loudly:
"I said you are pretty, but you are also a bitch. If you don't get a beating, you won't feel comfortable, right?"
Ye Liangliang took a boiled egg and kept rubbing it on her face:
"Brother Yuan, don't stand and talk without your back hurting. When you get married, you may be even more nervous than me!"
Liu Pengyuan snarled:
"I won't be nervous. I'm not you, trying to get married in a flash. Yuyu and I have known each other for so long, how could I be nervous? No, absolutely not!
If I get nervous that night, just hit me like Duoduo and the others hit you, I said! No one will come after you!"
Liu Bufan said while petting the dog:
"Ayuan, you kid, don't talk so much. When the time comes, don't say that my brother didn't remind you."
Liu Pengyuan patted his chest confidently:
"Impossible, absolutely impossible! I have tied up with Yuyu several times in my dreams, there is no way I am nervous!"
"Good guy! Brother Yuan, you really want to get married. You really just want to get married in a dream, right?"
Liu Pengyuan chuckled:
"Who told your second sister-in-law to be Yuyu?"
Ye Liangliang twitched the corner of her mouth:
"I can see it, you are really brothers, the tone of your speech is all carved out of the same mold.
Hey, Brother Fan, can you help me see if my hat is crooked?"
Liu Bufan kicked his ass:
"Okay, you are so stupid, just be honest for a while, it's time to pick up the bride in a few hours, are you ready with the red envelopes and everything?"
Ye Liangliang was stunned:
"Red envelope? What red envelope?"
"You've never eaten pork, but you've always seen pigs running away, right? The bride's relatives, best friends, and friends will block the door and ask for red envelopes."
"Is there such a thing? I thought I could collect some money first!"
"You are so stupid, you just fell into the eyes of money. Grab two handfuls of gold dust and cash from this pile of money, find a few red envelopes, stuff them in first, I really admire you!
Che'er, Xi'er, stop tearing down the windows over there and come over to help! You two brats really think your wedding candy is free!"
At this time, Bai Taotao also came over, with a smile on his face, which made Liu Bufan's heart tremble:
"What are you trying to do again? I advise you to be honest, otherwise I will drag you down! You understand."
Bai Taotao said while stuffing money into the red envelope:
"Hehe, according to the tradition here, shouldn't someone be able to hold a big cock? I haven't played with this yet, and I want to hold it too."
When Old Liu heard this, he understood. Holding a big rooster is a custom in many places in the north. It means that the golden rooster will announce the dawn and bring many children and good fortune, which is a good fortune.
"Beautiful boy, have you found a child to hold the cock?"
"I don't know!"
"you do not know?"
"Yes, this was all arranged by my grandfather and your great-grandfather. Didn't I say that I was just a tool, just making up the numbers at the wedding."
"Hey, that's easy. Taotao, you go find my great-grandfather. He doesn't like you anyway, so just act coquettishly."
"Dad, is it fun to hold a big cock?"
"Those who like chickens think it's fun, those who don't think it's not fun, but regardless of whether it's fun or not, they will give 50 yuan to the child holding the chicken."
"Brother, how old have you been? It has now reached 200."
"What the hell? 200? Damn, the price increase is really ridiculous."
Several elders were helping Ye Liangliang make red envelopes. Jiang Wan'er, Zhang Yuyu and Ye Liangliang's cousins were chatting about tomorrow's wedding process and gossiping about daily life.
"Sister Wan'er, how do you and Brother Fan know each other?"
The person who asked was Ye Liangliang’s cousin and one of Liu Bufan’s biggest fans.
"Shouldn't you care about your brother?"
"Oh~ Sister Wan'er, what is there to care about my brother? He has always looked like that since he was a child. Why should you care about him?"
This sentence won the approval of all the female relatives in the room, and they all nodded, indicating that what they said was correct, and that Ye Liangliang was the one with the same attitude.
Seeing this scene, Jiang Wan'er had nothing to complain about. Even her own female relatives had this attitude towards Lao Ye. No wonder the elders of the Ye family were worried that this boy would not be able to get married.
"Then which one do you want to hear for the rest of your life?"
Now it was the little girl's turn to wonder:
"Sister Wan'er, what kind of life is this life?"
"In this life, to put it simply, he was being dragged by human traffickers to be sold into the ravines, but my car suddenly broke down and hit the van carrying him. The traffickers burped on the spot, you guys?
I saved Brother Fan, and he stayed in the hospital for a whole year, and then we got together."
Listening to this magical start, a bunch of little girls didn’t know what to say, but it was Ye Liangliang’s cousin who asked:
"Sister Wan'er, did you hit Brother Lafan's car intentionally or accidentally?"
"Accident! It's a complete accident! Okay, next question!"
At this time, I saw Ye Xiaoxiao walking over with hot milk tea:
"Sisters, drink something warm first to warm yourself up in the cold weather.
Sister Wan'er, I have a question. We have heard that Brother Fan is powerful and a martial arts genius since we were young, but when he was a teenager, he made his own medicine and killed himself. I want to know, what is the formula of this medicine?
Isn’t such an awesome medicine very effective when used against those martial arts masters?”
Jiang Wan'er's mouth twitched when she heard Old Liu's glorious deeds. How could this bitch be so capable?
"I don't know. I suggest you ask your brother Fan personally. After all, he was chosen by a blind idiot. Okay, next one!"
"I'll come, I'll come!"
I saw a young girl who looked younger than Ye Xiaoxiao:
"Sister Wan'er, I'm just curious. I've always heard that Brother Fan has a nickname called Brother Niu Zi. Is he, is he, hehe..."
Seeing the shy expression on the little girl's face, Jiang Wan'er thought to herself: Why do little girls these days mature so early? This is something you should be concerned about at your age!