People are in a weird world, you call this a game of cultivation

Chapter 81 Presiding over the overall situation
"Not enough?"

Menggeren was stupid, she just stuffed twenty red envelopes without saying anything.

Sister Wang, the matchmaker, looked a little ugly, with several black centipede-like veins popping out of her face.

"Girl, let's get married for the first time. What is the point? Twenty is not enough. When I got married, I prepared five hundred." A man in the corridor yelled loudly.

"Finally it's your women's turn to experience what it's like to be blocked, hahaha."

"Festival is not vulgar, and red envelopes are soft. You are obviously not sincere enough. Besides, it is good to only let you stuff red envelopes. Back then, I had to answer questions."

All of a sudden, those men who watched the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal shouted, feeling as if they had finally taken revenge, remembering how they were blocked by the woman's family to make things difficult for them, compared with them, they were simply little witches See the big witch.

The matchmaker, who was about to explode, had to put on an ugly smile on her face. She took out three stacks of red envelopes from the cloth bag and handed them to Mengge, and said with a forced smile, "Keep stuffing!"

As a matchmaker, how could she not understand the rules of blocking doors? Not enough anymore.

How could Mengge understand these rules? Standing at the door was very embarrassing, so she had to bite the bullet and continue stuffing red envelopes into the crack of the door.

Seeing that the red envelopes in her hand were getting less and less, she became more and more anxious.

"Why don't you open the door?" Mengge knocked on the door and shouted.

At this time, a childish voice came from inside the door: "Excuse me, what is the most attractive thing about the groom?"

Mengge froze for a moment, then turned to look at Sister Wang whose face was extremely dark.

"Answer whatever you want," Sister Wang said.

Mengge nodded, stood by the door seriously and replied, "It's sincerity, it's his sincerity that moved me."

"Correct answer," shouted the child inside the room.

"Then can I go in?" Mengge asked, she knew very well that the child inside should be Lu Zhaohui's family, after all, the family would definitely come back for such a big event as marriage.

"Excuse me, peanut oil, olive oil, which oil does the groom like to eat?" The child in the house asked another question.

Mengge was dumbfounded on the spot, how did she know that she and Lu Zhaohui hadn't been together for a few days.

"This boy was deliberately invited by his family to make things difficult for us. I think he can just hit the door and go in." said the uncle next to Mengge.

When Sister Wang heard this, she hurriedly waved her hands and said, "No way, there are his family members in the house, and there are neighbors in this corridor. If this is going to spread, where should we put our face?"

The crowd in the corridor became restless, and it was the man who was the first to shout out again: "You don't know this? I love tiger oil."

When Mengge heard it, her face blushed suddenly, and then she whispered to the room: "I love tiger oil."

"Can't hear you." The child in the house yelled.

Meng Ge's face turned even redder, and then she shouted loudly: "I love tiger oil!"

"You can open the door now." Mengge knocked on the door and asked, and then stuffed the last few red envelopes in her hand.

the other side of the door.

When Li Ziyang saw the red envelopes, his face couldn't contain the joy, and his arms were full of red envelopes.

"Father, shall I open the door?" Li Ziyang asked.

Outside the door, Mengge's uncle completely lost his patience, and knocked on the door loudly: "Open the door, if you don't open the door, I will lead someone to break the door open."

(There are no more than three things. Block the door but not the heart.)
A line of notices appeared on the door frame.

In fact, Li Ran would let the door open without prompting, after all, this was only the first pass.

He is in charge of Lu Zhaohui's marriage here today, and he will never let Mengge's family pick him up so hastily.

"Son, open the door." Li Ran said.

After Li Ziyang opened the door, a group of people rushed in from outside.

"Where are the people, and where is the groom?"

After entering the door, Uncle Mengge was looking for the groom in the house.

In the room, Li Ran, Su Bingyao, and Zhao Yingzhi were all sitting on the sofa, not paying attention to the people entering the room.

Sister Wang walked up with Mengge, looked around, and finally locked her eyes on the bedroom.

"He's in the back room." Sister Wang shouted.

As soon as Uncle Mengge heard this, he brought someone to knock on the door.

At this time, Su Bingyao stepped forward and stood in front of everyone: "Marriage is not a joke, please sit down and discuss."

"Who are you?" Uncle Mengge shouted.

"What do you think?" Su Bingyao stood there, and the aura of the head of the family unfolded.

"It's Zhaohui's brother and sister-in-law." Mengge said, she had heard Lu Zhaohui talk about a man named Ran before, and it was obviously the man sitting on the sofa drinking tea in front of her.

The man drank his tea with a straight face and ignored him, giving people a feeling that he was not easy to get in touch with.

When Uncle Mengge heard that he was a relative of Lu Zhaohui, he didn't dare to be presumptuous anymore, so he pushed the matchmaker to give her advice.

"So it's my in-laws, then... then sit down."

The matchmaker had no other choice, so she asked Mengge and uncle to sit down.

Those neighbors watching the excitement were all blocked by the door, poking their heads to squeeze in, not knowing what was going on inside.

The matchmaker has eyesight. Although there are no other elders in this family, he understands that the man in front of him is in charge of the overall situation in this family.

"My dear, look, today is such a happy day, what can't be said until tomorrow." The matchmaker said with a smile on her face.

"My brother said that this marriage can't be hasty." Zhao Yingzhi said, speaking for Li Ran.

"Isn't this what was agreed yesterday? That kid will marry him. Today we come to pick up the bride. After the man picks up the marriage, the marriage will be done. Isn't this the end? What are you making so complicated for?" Uncle Mengge shouted. Hurray said.

"Complicated?" Li Ran put down his teacup, his eyes flashed, and he stared closely at Mengge's uncle: "Then I have to talk to you, what is complicated."

The three of them suddenly felt bad, and Uncle Mengge regretted being mean.

"It's not easy for our family to raise Zhaohui's child so big. We must know that a married son is a broken incense stick. Since we are married, some etiquette should be discussed. After all, this is a major event in life, so we can't just ignore it." Su Bingyao Said.

"As the saying goes, we would rather demolish ten temples than ruin a marriage, and we don't mean to embarrass you. Of course, our family is not unreasonable." Li Ran glanced at the three people opposite and said, like a family It's like the elders in the family are examining the younger generation at home.

The matchmaker and the uncle obviously knew that they were wrong, and their aura was obviously lost a lot, and the two of them dared not say anything.

However, Meng Ge said weakly: "How should we talk about this?"

As soon as this remark came out, the matchmaker and the uncle wanted to slap their ears. If this remark was made out, it would be necessary to talk about it.

Li Ran smiled slightly, and asked Zhao Yingzhi at the side to bring a roll of red paper: "Make a list."

(End of this chapter)