The guests were whispering among themselves.
All the children and grandchildren of the old Yang family were panic-stricken, especially when they saw the old man returning to the main room with his hands and feet free and his mouth not covered. Yang Huaming's ten fingers subconsciously curled up, ready to rush forward and cover the old man's mouth at any time. .
The old man was pushed to the main seat by Yang Ruoqing. He coughed hard a few times and patted the table. The surroundings suddenly became quiet, and countless pairs of eyes fell on him.
Lao Yang picked up a cup of wine next to him and poured it into his throat. When he put down the cup, he smiled brightly at everyone.
"Dear old and new relatives, fellow villagers, today is a good day for the fourth brother of our old Yang family to marry his daughter. Thank you very much for coming to our old Yang family to congratulate me. I can't speak, old man. All my thanks go to that cup just now. It’s in the wine!”
He picked up the wine cup and revealed the empty bottom.
Someone among the guests immediately applauded and praised Old Yangtou for his heroic spirit.
Yang Huazhong and the others were among the crowd. Although they were smiling, their calves were trembling.
On the host's side, Old Yangtou said a few more words about the scene, not to mention that the old man's more than seventy years in this area have been in vain, so he just opened his mouth.
At any other time, he would have been eloquent, but today he was pretending to be worried and didn't want to write too much, so he changed the subject and started announcing things.
Needless to say, the first thing is that the third girl comes out of the cabinet.
Old Yangtou called Liu Xueyun to him and told him in front of everyone: "Li Xueyun..."
The groom Liu Xueyun, who was wearing the groom's wedding attire and a big red flower on his chest, was stunned.
Yang Ruoqing coughed lightly: "Master, this is Liu Xueyun."
"Ah? Oh! What, Liu Xueyun, the third girl is the daughter of our old Yang family. She is also the baby bump that I held in the palm of my hand and grew up. It was raised carefully by our old Yang family for sixteen years..."
Yang Ruoqing coughed lightly for the second time and raised her hand to cover her mouth: "Master, the third girl is eighteen this year."
"Yes, the third girl is eighteen years old, Liu Xueyun. The flowers that our old Yang family has carefully cultivated for eighteen years have been taken away by your boy with the flowers and pots. We can't let it go, but there is nothing we can do if we can't. It's time for a married girl to get married! You have to be kind to the third girl. If you dare to take a concubine or bully her, don't say that our old Yang family won't agree. I won't spare you for the first time, old man!"
Liu Xueyun looked respectful, folded his hands and listened to the instructions, and said solemnly: "Please rest assured, Master, and everyone in the old Yang family, please rest assured. I, Liu Xueyun, will definitely protect Xiangxiang with all my strength!"
Lao Yang nodded and then waved his hand to ask Liu Xueyun to step aside. This first matter was over.
The guests present nodded.
Yang Huazhong, Yang Huaming and the others also looked at each other in shock. Yang Huazhong whispered: "From the current point of view, the old man seems to be normal again."
Yang Huaming didn't know whether to laugh or what to do, "This old man really came out with such beautiful words. Even I, my biological father, dare not say that I raised the third girl in my hands. He has never even hugged one." You dare to say that, okay, I believe it!"
Yang Yongqing shrugged his shoulders and said happily, "The ages of the three girls are all wrong, and my brother-in-law also changed his name, hahaha..."
"Stop laughing, I might have to say something scary later!" Yang Huazhou patted Yang Yongqing and warned in a deep voice.
Yang Yongqing quickly stopped laughing and raised his ears to pay attention to the old Yang head over there.
In the west room of the backyard, the crying marriage was in full swing.
Crying to get married is a very important part of the marriage process for girls here.
The men were drinking together in the front yard, the women were crying and stuffing makeup items in the bride's room, and mother and daughter, aunts and nephews, and sisters were once again saying their final goodbyes and instructions.
Mrs. Tan is the grandmother, so she is the first to go up according to the seniority.
When those granddaughters got married before, Mrs. Tan didn't shed a drop of tears. But when she came to the third girl, Mrs. Tan was older and her relationship with the third girl was different. No, she came over to accompany the third girl after half the banquet, accompanied by Yang Huamei. Girl.
She didn't cry at the top of her lungs, she just held the third girl's hand, looked at it, and nodded repeatedly.
"Yes, it's festive and beautiful, just as beautiful as when your aunt got married."
The third girl looked at Yang Huamei with a blank look on her face. She was only one year old when Yang Huamei got married and didn't remember anything at all, so she pictured Yang Huamei's appearance in her mind.
Next to her, Yang Huamei's head was covered with black lines.
"Mom, how can I talk to the third girl together? The third girl is much prettier than me..."
"Haha, I can't say whether it looks good or not, but Sanya only weighs ninety pounds. Mei'er must weigh more than one hundred and fifty pounds when she gets married, right? Just the weight alone is different!"
Who else can say such derogatory words to his face? Of course it's Liu.
Not only the Liu family came, but almost all the Sun family members, Bao Suyun and the other female family members came.
Mrs. Tan immediately lowered her face and retorted at Mrs. Liu: "You're just talking nonsense, what's wrong with Mei'er weighing 150 pounds? I don't know how pretty she is when she's so fat!"
Mrs. Liu smiled and said, "I didn't say that Mei'er is not good-looking. I was correcting your previous sentence. You said that they both look the same, which is a bit outrageous."
Yang Huamei was a little embarrassed.
Both Sun and Bao Suyun were tugging at Liu's sleeves quietly, "You are here to cry for marriage, not to argue, so please stop saying a few words!"
The third girl also cast a pleading look at Ms. Liu.
Looking at Ms. Tan's open posture, it seemed that she would not give up until she was satisfied with her sex. Ms. Liu also realized that she had spoken too quickly before, so she quickly changed into a pair of bright little ones. He moved his face towards Mrs. Tan.
"Oh mother, I don't mean anything else. I just want to say that the third girl is too thin. She is too thin to look good. Meier was very lucky when she got married, but unfortunately she has lost weight now, even thinner than me!"
Yang Huamei also smiled: "I wish I could lose weight. If I lose weight, I can wear whatever clothes I want. I really don't want the blessing of being fat."
Mrs. Tan turned around and reprimanded Yang Huamei: "You are all blind. Women who are fat are blessed and beautiful. You don't understand now. You are blind and thin. When you get older, you will naturally understand the disadvantages of being weak!"
Mrs. Sun also came to Mrs. Tan to help smooth things over, and people around her urged her to get married, but this didn't work. Mrs. Tan was like an old bastard who had eaten a weight, and she had to deal with Mrs. Liu's reasoning. If you want to be smooth, you have to fight for the upper hand.
Fortunately, a quick-talking woman came in from outside at this time and brought back what Old Yangtou had said before.
Now, things were going crazy in the west room.
Mrs. Liu covered her mouth and laughed till her branches trembled: "Oh my God, this old man is not afraid of being blown away? He can't even figure out how old my third girl is, and he dares to say that it hurts when he holds it in the palm of his hand. Hahaha, it’s so funny!”
Mrs. Tan also had a strange look on her face, and she wanted to spit out of habit. She lowered her head and saw that the room was full of red and green clothes, and there was a large bamboo sieve in the middle of the place where the bride was staying. The old man swallowed it silently.
The portion was too big, the throat was too thin, and I swallowed it too quickly. I choked and burped.
