Traveling through books: Traveling through time with a golden finger to become a soft rice man

The most important thing left is the banquet. Only when the banquet is ready can this wedding gift be really good. Both families think that they should buy the best banquet. As for the restaurant where the banquet will be held, the two families each have recommendations. Listed here are all the places I like to eat on weekdays.

Yang Huahua watched everyone discuss for a long time with no results, so he simply stood up and recommended his own Baiweilou.

Yang Yuanzu was surprised: "Getting married and eating hot pot?" Here, the wedding banquet is held at the husband's house. When eating hot pot, you have to move the stove, which is very troublesome. Moreover, the hot pot does not have hard dishes and looks like noodles.

"You're not tired of eating hot pot all day! Go, go, listen to me!" Aunt Chen pushed Yang Huahua out of the decision-making circle and said to everyone in the Luo family: "At that time, we will give chicken, duck, goose, fish, pigeon, and pork to every table Come on, as for those restaurants you just mentioned, we’ll order all the signature dishes for them, so there’s no shortage of money!”

Yang Yuanzu approached Yang Huahua and asked, "Do you want to have a hot pot banquet when you get married?"

"I just mentioned it." Yang Huahua shook his head, "It's better to do what mother said, to save face!"

"Oh, I get it. If you want to be grand, let's hang more red flowers and red cloth at the door. Your brother-in-law just happens to have a lot of red cloth."

Lin Ting'an patted Yang Yuanzu and couldn't help but said with a smile: "The red cloths I collected were all from last year. Newbies need new red cloths!"

"What difference does it make if they are all red cloth? Last year's red cloth was still brand new. I don't think there is any difference!" Yang Yuanzu retorted.

Lin Ting'an looked at Yang Yuanzu and sighed feebly, and took Yang Huahua to his bedroom to get the new red cloth he had prepared. In addition to these, he also tried on the newly made wedding dress to see if it was suitable.

Originally, Yang Huahua should make the wedding dress himself, but he doesn't know how to make it. He only knows how to cook delicious food. If he was forced to do it, he could only make a pair of socks at most.

Lin Ting'an, who couldn't cook gourmet food, helped Yang Huahua take on the job of making wedding dresses. He was not good at anything else, but his best thing was cloth and needlework.

The wedding dress was made by Lin Ting'an according to Yang Huahua's aesthetics. It was a twelve-shape Liuxian style with a large hem. It was gorgeous and elegant. In short, it was made in the most wasteful way of fabric.

Yang Huahua liked this wedding dress very much. He had seen other people in the village make wedding dresses to save fabric when they got married. They were very ugly, just like a piece of red cloth wrapped around a person, not elegant and flexible at all.

But everyone was poor in the past. At that time, it was already very good to have a red cloth wedding dress. Yang Huahua also heard that Aunt Chen said that she didn’t even have a red cloth when she got married, but fortunately, Yang’s father borrowed it. It wasn't too embarrassing to have a donkey cart pull her, at least she wasn't walking to her husband's house.

Walking to your husband's house is not only embarrassing, but I heard that you may be disliked in the future, not only by your husband's family but also by your parents' family, because touching your feet on the ground will take away your parents' family's wealth and bring bad luck to your husband's family.

After the two families discussed it, the two elders of the Luo family returned home. Because of the custom that the newlyweds were not allowed to see each other before getting married, Luo Mingshi did not come with him today and stayed at home to see a doctor.

In the evening, when Yang Yuanzu and his wife were resting, Yang Yuanzu naughtily covered Lin Ting'an's head with the red cloth left over from the wedding dress, and shouted with a smile: "Marry the young groom!"

Lin Ting'an blushed and took off the red cloth, saying angrily that Yang Yuanzu was not doing the right thing.

Yang Yuanzu didn't take it seriously. He had seen Lin Ting'an wearing a red hijab today.

After Lin Ting'an washed up as usual, she lay in Yang Yuanzu's arms and waited for him to tell stories to coax him to sleep. As for the Hu baby, Aunt Chen carried her over and looked at her like a baby every day.

Yang Yuanzu's gentle voice to coax him to sleep came: "The poor scholar rushing to take the exam cautiously stepped into the wilderness temple. At this time, a gust of wind blew around him, and a crisp and strange sound of bells came from not far away. The shabby curtains Dancing with the wind, a graceful and graceful woman was gradually revealed inside. The woman's long hair was flying, and when she looked closely, she couldn't even see her face clearly.

The scholar had long heard that this temple was abnormal. At this time, he was so frightened that he did not dare to move. He was afraid of being noticed by the long-haired woman. Suddenly he heard someone calling his name from behind, 'Ning Lang... Ning Lang... …'

Scholars dare not look back. Old people often say that there is a fire on a person's shoulder, and if he turns around, it will be extinguished. The thing that called his name saw that he didn't look back and patted the scholar's shoulder again. The scholar was so frightened that he screamed and ran straight into the temple in a panic. After getting rid of the scream, the scholar raised his head and looked around. Unfortunately, the sky was dark. It was dark, even the moonlight was obscured by dark clouds.

The scholar did not dare to breathe loudly. His lantern was suddenly extinguished just now. At this moment, he could only wait for the moon to emerge from the dark clouds, hoping to use the weak moonlight to see the surrounding scene clearly. It seemed as if a day had passed. The scholar's feet were numb from standing on the moon. It slowly emerged from the dark clouds. The scholar lowered his head and began to observe the surrounding scene. He saw a red light slowly emerging from the surroundings. The scholar raised his head and saw that the moon suddenly turned blood red, and the blood moon appeared overcast. The scholar was so frightened that he recited the scripture silently and slowly and carefully moved outside the temple..."

Lin Ting'an tightly grasped Yang Yuanzu's collar. This was not coaxing him to sleep, it was simply refreshing him!

"If you want to hear what happened next, let's listen to the breakdown tomorrow night!" Lin Ting'an was stunned, and then beat Yang Yuanzu. Yang Yuanzu hid in the quilt and shouted: "You can't hit, you can't hit, hit! No! Hit! !”

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Not only the Luo family has to prepare for the marriage of the two families, but the Yang family also has to prepare.

Aunt Chen prepared the food and clothing expenses for Yang Huahua's future stay at her husband's family. In the past, her family was poor and she was not so particular about getting married. It was Yang Yuanzu who asked Yang Yuanzu about the details of the betrothal gift.

Lin Ting'an gave Baiweilou as a dowry to Yang Huahua. Aunt Chen was very moved when she heard about it. She was not taking advantage for nothing. She immediately pulled Lin Ting'an into her house and gave half of her private money to Lin Ting. install.

Although most of the money was from Lin Ting'an's daily filial piety to her, Aunt Chen couldn't think of any other way to express her gratitude other than giving her the money.

Yang Yuanzu didn't feel much when he heard about this. He was always a person who took advantage of Lin Ting'an and was a soft-boiled person. If he was asked to give a thank-you gift, he was not as rich as Aunt Chen and could afford it.

In addition to money, he knows all kinds of ways to repay gratitude. It depends on whether Lin Ting'an can bear it.

Lin Ting'an feels that Yang Yuanzu is becoming more and more immoral recently. Could it be that people start to like to play hooligans as they get older?

Yang Yuanzu didn't know what Lin Ting'an was thinking. If he knew, he would definitely give a speech. If twenty-something is considered old, then what is thirty or forty?

Die? ? ?