"Wow, I seem to be a different person all of a sudden." Wei Jiayi looked at the suddenly changed brother-in-law and exclaimed.

Uncle Fang also took a look, it is different, the whole person's spirit is better.

"Eat breakfast."

After breakfast, we still need to count the team for picking up the bride.

Some of Fang Xiaowu's former classmates, as well as some young men he knew who lived in the family's courtyard, all came together to help.

Fang Jianshe and Fang Jianguo came together.

He also had a chat with Fang Youyou.

"Brother Jianguo, I heard from the third son that you got him into your class?"

Fang Jianguo didn't hide it, "Yes, it's better to keep an eye on it."

Because of Fang Jianguo's college entrance examination last year, he taught several good seedlings to apply for Kyoto University, especially one who was admitted to Tsinghua University, which made Fang Jianguo famous in school.

There are quite a few people who want to join his class on the basis of connections.

"Indeed, I was in Brother Jianguo's class back then, but I quickly got my grades up."

Fang Jianguo laughed dryly. Back then when he taught his little cousin, he was very cautious. He was afraid that his little cousin would not do well in the exam. He would become his father, and he might be beaten by both his grandfather and his father.

Fortunately, fortunately, my younger sister was admitted to the county No. [-] middle school, and that year he ate chicken thighs.

"Brother Jianguo, I remember your writing is good, you can submit it to the publishing house."

When Fang Jianguo saw her mentioning this matter, he suddenly had something to say, "I'm afraid I can't write well."

"No, you can try it out. Many famous authors' books have been made into TV dramas and movies. Every man has a martial arts dream."

Indeed, every man has a martial arts dream in his heart.

"Copyright must be in your own hands."

You can try it out.

When they were going to pick up their relatives, Fang Ertang's sister-in-law arrived late with her two children.

"Dad, I'm going to pick up my aunt too?"

"No, you wait to receive the third son and the others, and don't run around."

The two young ones are still a little afraid of Fang Jianguo.

The welcoming team headed towards the guest house.

It was very lively along the way, and still attracted many people to watch the excitement.

"Who's married?"

"It looks like it came out of the machinery factory compound."

"The people who pick up the bride are all young people."

Yiliuyan is wearing a white shirt, how unattractive.

After arriving at the guest house one after another, the staff of the guest house all came together to watch the excitement, and were given red envelopes.

The crowd flocked down to the bride's room.

Today, Zhao Yunhuan is wearing a red dress, her hair is tied up, with a bride's hairpin on her head, and a pair of red high heels on her feet.

Aunt Zhao was wearing a dark red cheongsam.

The natal family here all got on the bicycles of the welcoming team.

Fang Youyou carried the cousin Gao Xinya.

Xiao Yuer and the three of them were also sitting behind the bicycle.

After setting off the firecrackers, they headed towards the machinery factory compound one after another.

Leng is a big circle around.

Very lively.

Many passers-by on the road stopped to watch this scene.

Here, the welcoming team sometimes stops to take pictures.

On the big day of marriage, of course, some images and photos should be left behind.

This side of the brigade.

The second brother Fang drove the big family in the tractor, and there were also some villagers who were close to the brigade who wanted to have a wedding.

Everyone huddled together, and the rumbling tractor headed for the county machinery factory compound.

Fang Xiaowu got married, and Aunt Fang's family also came early in the morning.

Of course Third Brother Fang and Big Brother Fang also rushed over.

The youngest cousin got married, they couldn't miss it.

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