Lan Shao's cute and playful wife

Chapter 393 An Cen's Male God (1)
He nodded, automatically ignoring Matchmaker Xia's blessing, and looked at Jiujiu with a half-smile, "Jiujiu, this tree is called Wannianqing, which means ten thousand years of love."

Even though Matchmaker Xia was eloquent, she had a wink after all. Seeing Lan Zhongwen talking to a girl with a clear appearance, this girl was probably his fiancée.

She looked around gossipingly, but didn't go up to bother her. The matchmaker was also very tactful. Seeing the young couple chatting sweetly, she beckoned the soldiers to move the Wannianqing to the Lanci Temple to plant it.

It's done this year.

"Is this also a custom in your family? Did you cut it down yourself?" Jiujiu looked at Matchmaker Xia who was going away, with a hint of a smile in his eyes.

This matchmaker is so funny.

He hummed lightly, "This one needs to be planted on the side of the Lanci Temple. Every generation of descendants needs to plant it before they get married."

"So that's how it is." Jiujiu sighed, it turned out that not only was she so busy today, Lan Zhongwen was also so tired that he even went to cut trees himself, it seems that this custom is also a bit burdensome.

"Although we are getting married, we still have to abide by the rules passed down from our ancestors. In Guangzhou, we just listen to our parents. When we return to Hong Kong, we will make our own decisions." In fact, Lan Zhongwen doesn't know much about these wedding etiquettes Well, Lan Rui told him to get up at six in the morning last night, and he got up.

I don't know if it's to cut down trees, but when we reach the mountain, Matchmaker Xia speaks auspicious words all the way, and when she finishes speaking, she asks him to cut down trees.

As calm as Lan Zhongwen was, he was also stunned.

After all, it was his first marriage, Lan Zhongwen had no experience, and the woman he married was still his favorite, so for a good omen, just cut it off.

So he rolled up his sleeves, swiped his big axe, and chopped Wannianqing down.

For the first marriage in their lives, Lan Zhongwen and Jiujiu were ignorant, and under the guidance of Lan's family, they half pushed and half completed it.

At night, Jiujiu was lying on the bed, so tired that she couldn't even stand up straight. Today, she greeted relatives all day, and was so busy that she didn't even have time to drink saliva.

After planting evergreens in the evening, under the guidance of the matchmaker, she served a round of tea to relatives. She was so tired before she got married.

Jiujiu's hands were sore, he let out a breath, and lay motionless on the bed as if falling apart.

A pair of big hands were placed on her shoulders with gentle movements, and they squeezed her shoulders with moderate strength.

Jiujiu knew who it was without looking up, she closed her eyes and smiled, "Have all the relatives left?"

"Well, I'm going back after eating." Lan Zhongwen responded softly, "Are you tired?"

"I must be tired. I haven't sat down all day. My feet are sore."

As soon as the words were finished, a comfortable massage came from her calf, and Lan Zhongwen's hand landed on her calf, kneading gently.

"Are you comfortable?" He asked softly, his brows and eyes shining brightly under the warm yellow light.

Jiu Jiu snorted comfortably, "Lan Hua'er, what's going on today? Why didn't you tell me first?"

She was not prepared at all, and she fell into the etiquette that was too busy.

"This is actually the etiquette of marriage. I told my dad last night that we will get married in Hong Kong. Dad is afraid that the relatives in Guangzhou are too old to travel to Hong Kong, so I will go through the etiquette today. Hong Kong holds weddings according to international etiquette, and the wedding invitations are sent out as usual, of course it is good if you can come, if you can't come, today is the first day of the ceremony."

"So that's the case." No wonder they invited a person who cultivated fate to let them measure the date today. It turns out that this is a wedding ceremony. Ceremony, are we short of getting married and sent to the bridal chamber?"

"It's not in ancient times, what kind of church do you worship?" Lan Zhongwen smiled slightly, "The wedding ceremony here is also the same as the Chinese ceremony in Hong Kong. Just wear a red wedding dress and serve tea to parents."

"Then why are we following the Western ritual?"

"It's simple, stupid Jiujiu. When we get married, we must hold a banquet. It's not simple to entertain all the famous people in Hong Kong. Do you want to exhaust yourself to death?"

"It makes sense." If it was handled in Hong Kong according to the customs here, half of his life would have to die. With Lan Zhongwen's status in Hong Kong, at least hundreds of people would have to be entertained. If you want to toast one by one, it means that even a best man is not enough to stop the wine, so it's strange if you don't die of drunkenness.

"So, in Hong Kong, we'll take care of it simply, and then we'll escape in the middle of the banquet and go on our honeymoon, what do you think?" He tilted his head, his lips flushed, flirtatiously thrilling.

Jiujiu stared blankly, for a long time, she said longingly: "That's good, I'm going to Japan to see cherry blossoms."

"That's right."

"I'm going to the Sea of ​​Love."

"That's right."

"I'm going to K2 Peak."

"Also."

In Hong Kong, Christmas is as grand as Chinese New Year.

This year, Tian Kun will hold a Christmas Eve, inviting Mr. Gang and Mrs. Gang and other important people. At that time, Lan Zhongwen will give a speech on stage, and he must rush back to Hong Kong before Christmas.

On the eve of Christmas Eve, Lan Zhongwen and Jiu Jiu took the red booklet given by Lan's mother and got into a black Rolls-Royce. Gu Rong went to Guangzhou to pick them up.

Nian Nian insisted on coming to Hong Kong to play for a few days. At the age of 15, he was curious about everything. Lan Zhongwen was so entangled that he couldn't help it, so he took Nian Nian along with him.

On the way, Gu Rong had been reporting on work, Lan Zhongwen focused his eyes, his noble jaw line was tense.

Jiujiu and Niannian sat in the back eating ginseng cream, she had a premonition that Lan Zhongwen would be very busy for a long time.

And the red book, Lan's mother said that Jiujiu couldn't read it, Jiujiu was so curious, scratching his head with curiosity, he wanted to pick it up to find out.

The date of their marriage is on the red book. According to the customs of the Lan family, the woman is not allowed to see the date. She is afraid that the woman will be anxious and depressed. She only knows that she is going to get married, but she does not know the exact date. It is twelve days before the marriage , will let her know the specific date of marriage.

Mama Lan didn't let her watch it, that is to say, the wedding date was still some distance away from their marriage.

(End of this chapter)