Traveling Through the Grave Robbers' Chronicles: Starting from Meeting You

When Zhang Qiling arrived at Wushanju, Wu Xie was already waiting for him in the shop. When Wu Xie saw him walk into the shop, he hurriedly got up and poured him a cup of warm tea.

"Brother, why are you looking for me so early in the morning? What's the matter?"

Before Zhang Qiling entered the store, Wu Xie thought that something had happened to Zhang Hanyan again, but when he saw Zhang Qiling, he immediately dismissed this absurd idea.

Different from his previous eagerness, this time, Zhang Qiling's face was filled with a faint smile, and it was obvious that something good had happened to make him happy.

"Brother, what good thing happened to you? You look so happy. Tell me about it so I can hear it, ok? Brother?"

Wu Xie kept asking. Zhang Qiling pondered for a moment, pursed his lips, raised his head and looked at Wu Xie steadily with a firm look in his eyes, as if he had made up his mind.

"Wu Xie, I have something I want you to help me with."

"What is it? Tell me, I'm listening. I promise to get it done for you."

Zhang Qiling took out a red invitation from his pocket and handed it to Wu Xie. Wu Xie opened it and saw that the invitation was blank with nothing written on it.

"Brother, what does this mean? Han Yan isn't asking you to help Xiao Bai get married, is she?"

Zhang Qiling shook his head. "No, this invitation is not good looking. I want you to make me a good looking one."

"I'll make you a nice invitation. What's wrong?"

Wu Xie hadn't finished speaking when he suddenly realized what Zhang Qiling meant. He looked fiercely at Zhang Qiling, who had an extremely serious expression, his eyes full of shock.

"You asked me to design an invitation for you. Are you... planning to marry Han Yan?"

Zhang Qiling nodded silently, confirming Wu Xie's question.

"Don't tell Han Yan about this for now."

"I know, I understand. It's a surprise. If you tell me in advance, it won't be a surprise anymore. By the way, it's not just the invitations. Have you decided on a wedding date? Have you seen the wedding dresses? Do you prefer Chinese or Western style?

Where is the wedding venue? How do you plan to decorate it? Who do you want to send invitations to? There are many things to do during a wedding, so you need to prepare early. "

Wu Xie's series of questions made Zhang Qiling confused. He had only seen Wu Xie's grandparents and the marriage of Wu Sanxing and Chen Wenjin.

He didn't know anything about the preparations and specific procedures before the wedding, so he came to Wu Xie to discuss it.

"None of them. I don't understand those things. Take me there."

Wu Xie was stunned for a moment, thinking about Zhang Qiling's previous experiences and behaviors, he really was not the kind of person who would understand these things.

"Okay then, let's set a date for the wedding first. Write down your birthday and Hanyan's birthday, and I'll calculate an auspicious date."

After he finished speaking, he watched Zhang Qiling pick up the pen on the table and solemnly write down his and Zhang Hanyan's respective dates of birth on a blank piece of paper.

Wu Xie stared at the year and month written on the paper. He knew that Zhang Hanyan and Zhang Qiling were quite old, but he didn't expect that they were this old!

"Oh my god, you are a centenarian! Brother, you have been with Han Yan for such a long time, but you can wait until now to marry her. I admire you too."

He folded the paper and put it in his pocket, thinking about calculating the best day for them when he got back.

"Okay, now let's talk about the invitation. What kind of invitation do you want to make? Describe it for me and I'll draw it for you first."

Picking up a pen and paper, he drew a big red invitation based on Zhang Qiling's concise description. On the cover of the invitation, a golden butterfly was flapping its wings, ready to fly.

"Young man, take a look and see if you want this kind. If you are not satisfied, I will modify it. If it is confirmed, I will let Pan Zi take it for custom-made."

Zhang Qiling carefully checked every detail of the invitation and nodded only after making sure there were no omissions.

"That's it. Yanyan likes butterflies the most."

"Okay, Wang Meng, give this thing to Pan Zi and tell him to make a few first. If there are no problems with the quality, make a few hundred first."

"Not that much, just invite some friends you know."

Zhang Qiling stretched out his hand to stop him, but Wu Xie waved him away. As soon as the invitation template was handed to Wang Meng, Wang Meng ran out in a hurry.

"Don't worry about it. You and Han Yan finally got married, so you have to celebrate it in a grand manner. Let's not talk about us for now. There are so many people in your Zhang family, they must all come to see the wedding of their own family head and the saint, right?

Now, let’s talk about wedding dresses. Hanyan likes red and definitely won’t like Western-style white wedding dresses.

"Brother, when are we going to look at wedding dresses? It's a bit strange for two grown men like us to go and see them. We don't know what girls like. How about we call Xiaobai and Aning?"

Zhang Qiling thought about Wu Xie's proposal. He thought about it over and over again in his mind, but he couldn't think of what kind of wedding dress Zhang Hanyan would like.

"Okay, but I'm not going today. I have to go back to have dinner with Yanyan. I'll let you know when I go. I'm leaving now."

He stood up and strode out of Wushanju. He looked up at the sun, packed up Zhang Hanyan's favorite food when passing by a restaurant, and quickly hurried home.

After he left Wushanju, Wu Xie immediately shared the news that Zhang Qiling was going to marry Zhang Hanyan with Fatty, Xiaobai, Aning, Xiuxiu, Jie Yuchen, Hei Xiazi and others.

His cell phone never left his ear throughout the afternoon and the call was always in progress.

"Wu Xie, are you sure? You are not lying to me, are you? Is that mute really planning to marry my sister?"

"Xiaohua, do you think it's necessary for me to lie to you? Oh, I won't talk to you for now. You should discuss with Hei Ye what gift to give. Remember to notify Xiuxiu. Bye."

Xie Yuchen looked at the hung up phone, thought of the wedding gift Wu Xie mentioned, and fell into confusion for a moment.

He turned on the speakerphone when answering the phone, and every word Wu Xie said was heard by Hei Xia Zi.

"Master Huaer, you are from a wealthy family, what gift are you going to give?"

"I don't know. I haven't thought about it yet. What about you?"

"I haven't thought about it yet. Hanyan has everything she needs. The most rare and precious things in the world are in her hands. I really can't think of what to give them."

After Xie Yuchen informed Huo Xiuxiu, Xiliu, Zhang Mo and others, they went around searching for good things to prepare gifts, and the number of people who were there to prepare gifts increased from just him and Hei Xiazi to five.

Aning, Bai Haotian and people from the Wu family in Hangzhou also received the news one after another and joined the army looking for gifts.

Liu Sang had just found the fat man far away in Banai when he learned the news. Before he could even sit down, he hurried back to Beijing with his suitcase.

Yuncai and Fatty were also scratching their heads, wondering what to give.

Except for Zhang Hanyan who was kept in the dark and the Zhang family members who were far away overseas, almost everyone already knew that Zhang Qiling was going to marry her.

Everyone is busy, wanting to bring out the best in order to welcome the arrival of that grandest day.