Dayang called the whole village over, gathered in the most spacious open space in the village, and started assigning tasks with Lao Yang.
Looking at the way these villagers are dressed, they feel like a group of wealthy COS enthusiasts.
Their clothes are very inconsistent with this simple village. Their clothes, jewelry and makeup are too good and too exquisite.
Men are fine, as long as they don't have particularly slutty personalities, they must dress like princes and playboys, and they can still look good.
The maid is simply an ancient style show, a tourist spot for garden celebrities to check in during the holidays.
All of them are wearing gold and silver, silk skirts and gauze shirts, either small fans or fingernail protectors. It feels harder to expect them to work than to ask the lambs to get up and have breakfast during the New Year days.
Dayang had no choice but to ask Jiu Yuanzi for help, "Boss, these people don't know how to work at first sight. Can this be done?"
"No, their young lady is getting married. If anyone is not honest and obedient, I will go to the young lady to complain and let them disappear." Jiu Yuanzi said nonchalantly.
"Just let them do anything. If the wedding cannot be held, it is their responsibility."
It's not like she's in a hurry to get married. Of course, only those who are in a hurry worry about this kind of thing.
The villagers looked at her, and their favorability towards her dropped again, not much anyway.
The villagers are very cooperative with the wedding. Last time, the villager asked the villagers to donate their meat for cooking, but the villagers just waited for death without saying a word.
It was just that there were not enough people to fill 100 tables, so it failed in the end.
After hearing this, Lao Yang bit the bullet and started assigning tasks.
She found that no matter what these delicate girls were asked to do, although their attitude was not positive, they were willing to do it, and they didn't care if their beautiful nails were broken.
So, I set it up with confidence.
"You three follow the makeup and touch up the bride's makeup at any time."
"Why is a sedan not a wedding sedan? Why did I bring so many red sheets and clothes back? I took them out and sewed them onto the sedan, tied them with a few bows, and this green cloth sedan became a red wedding sedan."
"Is there anyone who can play and sing? Someone should play the suona when welcoming the bride."
"What, not a single one? It doesn't matter, I used my mobile phone to broadcast, and there happened to be a few videos of weddings."
"You two put the plates in place. When the time comes when the bride and groom change their names to each other, step forward and bring the red envelopes in the tray."
When the tasks were almost assigned, the chief steward came over and said, "The groom wants to ride a horse to welcome the bride. We don't even have a donkey in our village. What are you going to do?"
Dayang was stunned, the horse didn't come back from snatching the horse!
She hurriedly looked at Shu Motoko, who was eating melon seeds in the distance, and suddenly saw the fake brother dog next to her, and immediately said: "You can ride a dog, as long as it has four legs on the ground."
The chief steward also looked over, could that dog ride?
"Don't worry, the wedding will definitely be held as scheduled." Dayang encouraged them, telling them not to be afraid.
The villagers were not afraid at all. They didn't want the wedding to be held at all. If it hadn't been ruined, they would have set the sedan on fire.
Jiu Motoko grabbed a handful of pine nuts, stuffed them into her mouth, and then looked up at the sky. It was not dawn yet.
There is no sunrise or sunset in this dojo. The moon rises from the east and sets from the west, and then comes back again immediately without going back and changing into a coat to disguise it from the scorching sun.
"There is no sun, and the time display is broken. I don't know how many hours there are left." She picked up a small stone on the ground, threw it to the tree next to it, and hit the head of the persimmon tree.
"Hey, good hearted man, how long has it been since we came in?"
The gatekeeper squatted on the tree and cursed angrily: "I didn't tell you, I was just waiting to see you die in the village."
Jiu Yuanzi said jokingly: "I said you have been in that tree for a long time, and you have been eating persimmons for a long time. Are you so hungry?"
"I didn't steal the persimmons!" Tutu, the gatekeeper, shouted.
The persimmons he had just picked melted in his hands, dripping down between his fingers and falling to the foot of the tree. No matter how hard he tried, they could not be retained.
However, the ghost bride asked him to pick persimmons. If he couldn't pick them, he couldn't get off the tree. He had to try again and again, but failed again and again.
He cursed and shook his hand, then subconsciously picked the persimmons.
Seeing him like that, Jiu Motoko felt a little regretful and said, "Good hearted man, it seems that you won't be able to enjoy the banquet when the wedding is held."
"Bah! I'm not interested in eating shit that turns into a ghost feast. You can eat enough by yourself." The gatekeeper had an attitude of breaking the jar, and his tone became worse and worse.
Anyone who sits in a tree for hours picking persimmons over and over again will probably not be in a good mood.
Jiu Motoko turned around and waved to a few children playing nearby, "Hey, kid. This little old man said that the food served at your lady's wedding banquet was all made from shit."
"You guys, how dare you scold my lady at her wedding banquet and hit her!" When the child heard this, he immediately became very angry and ran to the tree. Some picked up stones and threw them at him. Some even found a long bamboo pole and came over. Poke his ass.
The gatekeeper Tu Tu was riding on a tree, quarreling with the children below, and shaking off the rotten persimmon juice from his palms to vent his dissatisfaction.
Only then did Jiu Yuanzi sit back on the small bench with satisfaction, took out four more walnuts and put them in Xiao Wanfa's hands and said, "Great, this way he won't feel bored when he works."
Looking at the walnuts in his hand, Xiao Wanfa understood, and then began to pinch the walnuts.
He was waiting for when Jiu Motoko would hand over a drink and ask him to help open the bottle cap.
It took Gong Yangyan's parents more than two hours to finally organize a wedding. After the two checked and found that everything was fine, they came to invite Jiu Yuanzi to take a look.
Dayang first took out a pair of rings, "Boss, this is a wedding ring."
Jiu Motoko nodded, it's okay to have an old marriage and a new one.
Who said it must be in the old form, and a mixture of the two is also possible.
The brazier is ready. After the bride is carried to the gate, she steps over the brazier and lets the groom carry her through the gate.
The wedding sedan is replaced by an ordinary sedan, with a lot of red silk and red gauze temporarily sewn on it. If you are not particular about it, you can make do with it.
Marriage is a ritual.
As long as the process is complete, don't worry too much about anything else.
Finally, Dayang pointed to the fake white dog covered in red silk with a big head dangling around and said: "Boss, this is the dog that welcomes the bride."
"Huh?" Jiu Yuanzi didn't understand. What a wedding dog. Is she scolding herself?
Dayang explained: "Boss, you have to ride a horse to welcome the bride, but there are no animals with four legs on the ground in this village. You can't get out now, so I can only make you feel aggrieved. Treat the dog as a horse and ride the dog to welcome the bride. ”
Jiu Yuanzi said speechlessly: "You are not afraid that the Ghost Bride will get angry and slap us all to death."
"Then what should I do? I can't ride a horse!" Dayang was startled, and then he had a new idea.
As long as you treat the boss like a child and ride on a horse to coax him, that should be fine.
The old sheep is no longer good, and the old man is no longer good.
The strongest among them, the man with the better waist...
She turned her head and looked at Xiao Wanfa.
Xiao Wanfa heard the word "human horse", but what appeared in his mind was the legendary creature of half man and half horse. When he saw this aunt looking at him, he felt a little confused.
"Wait a minute, don't say such weird things." Jiu Yuanzi quickly stopped Dayang. Auntie was fearless.
She patted the fake brother's dog head and said, "Change into a horse."
There is no live horse, but there is no problem with the dead horse.
In an instant, the furry big white dog's entire body was transformed into metal, and it instantly grew taller and turned into a metal horse.
Although living creatures can only turn into big white dogs, as long as they are not alive and have been seen or eaten by Brother Pseudo, it can be transformed.
It's just not similar enough.
This horse is very fat, just like those inflatable ponies in children's playgrounds, except that it is more than two meters tall and is huge and fat.
"Bang bang bang." Jiu Yuanzi patted the fake brother's iron body and said to the butler: "Is this a horse?"
The butler gritted his teeth and said, "What about the banquet?"
"If you are not fully prepared, there is no need to trouble the lady to leave the house."
Jiu Motoko took out the card, a banquet.
Injecting spiritual power into the card, she threw it out, "Come out, the lady and I will have a grand banquet so that everyone can sit down and come to my wedding."
The card turned into golden light and exploded with a bang. Rays of golden light flew around like brilliant fireworks.
The golden light fell to the ground and turned into large tables for ten people, with ten dishes, one soup and a fruit plate, as well as one bottle each of white and red wine, two bottles of beer and 2 liters of Feizhai water and orange juice.
The whole table exudes spiritual energy and a fragrant aroma.
One hundred banquet tables appeared all over the village, arranged like flowing water mats.
The ghost bride in the room raised her head, "Oh?"
Jiu Yuanzi couldn't get out of the village. He didn't know that the golden light was not limited to Huailiu Village. The golden light flew around and dropped tables of banquets in Bicheng and the wild villages.
Even behind Lu Youjun, a giant table dozens of meters wide and matching its height suddenly fell down, filled with the same dishes and drinks.
Facing the banquet falling from the sky, everyone was stunned.
What is this?
Jiu Motoko walked to a table, patted the table and said, "How about it, the wedding can be held now."
"The wedding has begun, everyone is seated and the banquet is about to begin!"
As soon as the words fell, everyone's eyes suddenly blurred, and they suddenly found themselves sitting at the banquet.
Lu Youjun sat at the wine table. He was the only one at the entire table, and there was no one as tall as him at the same table.
The same goes for the players and aborigines in Bicheng. They couldn't help but sit at the wine table. Even the land players did the same and shared the table with everyone.
There were not only players on alert at the wine table, but also bewildered aborigines, as well as land tourists who didn't know anything and were being hunted just now.
Mr. Ning was sitting on the observation deck next to the beheading platform at the Meridian Gate of the Imperial City. Next to him were a bunch of officials who were beheaded, relatives of the emperor.
There was also a banquet table in front of him. At the same table were eight silicone dolls and the emperor's grandson who was to be beheaded next.
Seeing this inexplicable and incredible scene, Mr. Ning tried but couldn't stand up.
After holding his forehead and sighing, he took out his gum and started chewing it. He leaned his head back on the back of the chair and looked at the sky.
It was definitely a good thing that Jiu Motoko did. Apart from her, how could such a weird thing happen.
