Especially the old Luo family.

One hundred and twenty coins, this is not a light gift!

Mrs. Tan curled her lips: "Girls are losers to begin with, so if you drag them up, you can make some money back from the wedding."

"When Lan Yatou and Fat Ya get married, we won't get anything!" she said.

The smile on Old Yangtou's face changed.

"If you are good, once you say it from your mouth, it will change your taste."

"It seems like the daughter of our old Yang family is being sold for money!"

Old Yangtou ignored Tan and continued to look back.

Suddenly, when he saw a name, Old Yang was startled.

"Ah? Why are Wang Hong's family here to congratulate you too?" he asked.

Tan's hand paused.

"What? Their family also brought gifts? However, the people in front of us who were having the banquet didn't see their family members!" Mrs. Tan said.

Old Yang thought for a moment and suddenly slapped his thigh.

"It was the Fourth Brother who urged people to have a banquet. Damn it, it must have been the Fourth Brother who missed Wang Hongquan!" he said.

Mrs. Tan was a little annoyed: "This bastard, I'm going to call her over and ask her what's going on!"

With that said, he stood up and kicked out of the door with his little feet, and ran straight to the west room opposite.

…

In the west room, there is a soybean oil lamp on the table.

The two older girls fell asleep in a small shop nearby.

The third girl lay in the cradle, biting her fingers and fell asleep.

Mrs. Liu stuck her butt out and was making bed with that person.

While making the shop, he complained: "I haven't been back for a few days, and your sister has taken over our room!"

"The person who died was a dog, not a human being. Why are you so afraid of it?"

"She doesn't dare to go back to that room to sleep. At least she has to move her things out. We're not afraid. Let's go to sleep!"

"One person occupies two rooms, and five of us squeeze into one room. It's so annoying..."

Mrs. Liu kept talking for a while, but she didn't hear a word from her man.

She glanced this way.

I saw Yang Huaming clawing at the wall like a gecko.

He turned his face sideways and put his ears to the wall, as if listening to what was going on in Lao Wu's house next door.

While listening, the man's mouth would grin from time to time, with a lewd smile on his face.

Mrs. Liu curled her lips: "What's so good about that corner? Look at how hopeless you are!"

Yang Huaming chuckled: "That Bao family is so fresh and fair, my fifth brother will enjoy a blessing tonight..."

Mrs. Liu glanced at the rough and dark yellow back of her hand.

He snorted.

"Tsk, blow out the lamp and crawl under the dark quilt, isn't that the same thing?" she said.

Yang Huaming was too lazy to talk to Liu and continued to listen.

"Are you still asleep?" Ms. Liu asked.

Yang Huaming made a silencing gesture towards her.

Mr. Liu was angry.

I remember Yang Huaming swallowing saliva at Bao Suyun today.

The woman picked up a pillow under her hand and threw it towards Yang Huaming.

There was a hole in the pillow and it hit Yang Huaming, and all the chicken feathers stuffed inside flew out.

It fell to Yang Huaming.

Yang Huaming was annoyed and jumped up: "You crazy bitch, why did you hit me?"

"You're the one who got hit!"

Mrs. Liu put her hands on her hips and said angrily.

"It is your fifth brother who is the groom's official, not you. Look at you, you are not serious!"

Yang Huaming became angry and raised his hand to slap Mr. Liu.

Tan suddenly slapped the window hard outside.

"Fourth, come here, your father has something to ask you!"

After saying these words, the footsteps quickly returned to the east room.

In the room, Yang Huaming pointed at Mrs. Liu and said, "I'll settle the score with you when I come back!"

Ms. Liu raised her neck and said, "Who is afraid of whom?"

Yang Huaming slammed the door and left.

In the east room.

"Snapped!"

Lao Yang slapped his head hard on the table.

The bowl of tea on the table jumped up and fell back down.

Yang Huaming stood aside with his head lowered, too scared to move.

"Dad, I made a mistake while busy. I don't know how I missed Lao Wang's family..."

Yang Huaming looked regretful and said cautiously.

Old Yang was so angry that his eyebrows and beard were trembling.

He picked up the dry tobacco pole in his hand and pointed it at Yang Huaming.

"You don't forget to eat, drink, and take care of yourself. If I ask you to do something, you will forget about it!"

"It doesn't matter if you missed someone else."

"Wang Hong's family, the turmoil with our family hasn't passed yet!"

"They came over to congratulate me, which gave us a lot of face."

"But you even left them out for the banquet. What will they think?"

"If this news reaches the ears of the villagers, what will they think of me? Should we still be human beings?"

Old Yangtou asked repeatedly.

Yang Huaming's head almost dropped to his crotch.

Mrs. Tan looked on and scolded Yang Huaming.

"Things have happened. Even if you kill this bastard, it won't make any difference!"

After all, she felt sorry for her son, so Tan finally reconciled the situation.

With a dark face, Old Yang told Mrs. Tan: "I will prepare gifts tomorrow, and I will go to Old Wang's house in person to apologize."

"The female relatives from Baojia Village will come to visit the next day, and then we will invite Wang Hongquan and his wife over for a banquet!"

Mrs. Tan nodded.

Old Yangtou glared at Yang Huaming again: "Those who fail to succeed but fail to succeed, get out!"

Yang Huaming felt as if he had been granted amnesty, so he quickly put his tail between his legs and rolled away.

Mrs. Tan closed the door, turned around, and asked Old Yang head suspiciously.

"You said, what does this old Wang family mean by sending us a gift?"

Old Yang glanced at Mr. Tan.

"According to the friendship between the villagers, twenty or forty coins would be enough."

He pondered.

"But he gave 60 yuan as a gift, which is as much as the old Mu family."

"Could it be that Lao Wang's family is the standard for departing relatives?" he asked.

Tan frowned.

"Relative standards? Don't scare me!" she said.

"Wang Shuanzi used to be thin, but he has good features."

"Now that he has lost his appearance, how can such a person be worthy of our Mei'er?" said Tan.

Lao Yangtou said nothing, with a look of embarrassment on his face.

…

On such a festive night, Lao Yangtou was not the only one who was in trouble.

Yang Huazhou, the groom's official in the west room opposite, was also in trouble at this time.

…

Westinghouse.

I couldn't light a red candle, so I left two soybean oil lamps on the table.

Bao Suyun squatted on the ground, lowered his head and helped Yang Huazhou wash his feet.

The room was very quiet, and the newlyweds were a little nervous and embarrassed.

After finally washing Yang Huazhou's feet, Bao Suyun took a basin of water and went around to the back of the bed to wash it himself.

Here, Yang Huazhou took off his clothes three times.

He just wore a pair of big calf-nosed pants and got into bed.

The man put his thick hands behind his head and looked at the tent ceiling with his big eyes.

Anticipation, excitement, nervousness, and uncontrollable excitement!

After dinner, the fourth brother pulled him aside.

Taught him some bridal chamber skills.

After living for twenty-five or six years, the man realized that the couple was sleeping together.

It’s not like simply pulling up the quilt and closing your eyes to sleep.

But do something else...

Those things are not only about being close to Suyun and embracing Suyun, but also...

The man was embarrassed to think about it. He lay there with his chest feeling a little tight.

Behind the bed, the sound of water running from a woman's shower could be heard.

It reached his ears and tickled every nerve in him.

It's so slow. Why is it so slow?
Chapter completed!