"Dingling, Dingling, Dingling..."

The aunt laughed, the uncle made a fuss, and the girl in the yard covered her face and smiled.

New white clothes, red lanterns, red and white alternately with frost.”

The song was far away in the alley, and it was heard sincerely, and a few dolls were singing happily.

It’s just that the lyrics say that it’s not to be lost, and that it’s not to be lost.

It makes my scalp numb and it is so weird that it can't be said.

With his hand lifted the curtain of the sedan chair and through a small crack, he saw the huge house in front of him standing in an alley.

In front of a mansion with white walls and black tiles.

On the two big red lanterns, a big till was written in white.

Under the lantern, there were only figures shaking, but if you looked at it carefully, you wouldn't be able to see if there was anyone.

However, there are two doormen in front of the door, one man and one woman, who are respectful and happy to meet everyone.

However, the two doormen seemed to have a thick layer of white frost on their faces, and large red spots were painted on their faces.

One layer of paint is painted.

I feel that just by squeezing my fingers, it feels like I can pull a large piece off.

Ding Xiaoyi took a look, then looked at the pastry placed in front of his feet, and instantly felt that this thing looked so fucked.

"It's cold, master, we're snatched away as the husband of the village!"

Wangcai wailed on his thumb in despair.

When Ding Xiaoyi heard this, he immediately cursed: "What are you afraid of? It's not time to end your end!"

Although he was so tough, he still woke up the meat ball quickly and asked him to take out his mysterious bracelet and put it on for himself first.

Perhaps it is because of the connection between the two air, or perhaps it is the material of the Xuantong tortoise shell.

It was not until I put on the Xuantong bracelet that I felt the chill on my body fade a lot.

It's just a trance skill.

When I came to my senses, I realized that I was no longer in the passenger seat, but was sitting in this sedan chair.

There was a piece of silk on my chest, and in the middle of the silk, there was a white flower the size of a basin tied with white paper.

He had thought about rushing out.

However, when I tried to sit up from the chair, I realized that I could not stand up no matter how hard it was, like a force, firmly fixing myself on the chair.

After trying it a few times, I gave up.

It doesn't work at all.

There was a snail that made the meat ball spit out [Acacia snail], and tried to call for help from the old man, but he shouted for a long time without any movement.

In the end, he had no choice but to accept the fact that he was trapped in the sedan chair.

Seeing the house in front of him getting closer, Ding Xiaoyi finally felt a little scared.

"Master, it seems that it is still a big family. Otherwise, you will be a big boss anyway..."

It was time for Wangcai to accept this bad fact helplessly and wondered how to get through the difficulties.

"Get out, believe it or not, I'll throw you into the pit!"

Ding Xiaoyi cursed and took off the [Wu Qian Face] from his face and thought about whether he should burn another dark money by himself.

However, due to the performance of the taxi driver just now, it would be useless to burn two more pictures by himself.

Just as he was thinking about how to get out of here and leave.

The sedan chair was already too much to enter the courtyard of the mansion.

"Bang bang..."

I heard a burst of slamming and laughter around the sedan chair, but when I picked up the curtain and looked out, there was no shadow around the sedan chair.

"Son-in-law, you have already built a sedan chair!"

Outside the sedan chair, a sarcastic voice was sarcastic. When I pulled it gently through the sedan curtain, I saw that the sedan curtain was pulled open.

An old lady who seems to be in her fifties with a headband wrapped around her head (Note 1)

There is a black plum blossom embroidered on it.

A colorful coat, I don’t know what era it was.

With the blush of the gorgeous Dandan on her face, her head leaned into the sedan chair and grinned, not to mention it was so terrifying.

Ding Xiaoyi frowned when he saw it.

"Son-in-law, we're here, it's time for you to get out of the sedan chair."

The old lady glanced at Ding Xiaoyi up and down, and her face became more and more satisfied.

I was so uncomfortable that I was looking up and down by this old guy. If I hadn't been able to use my legs, I would have kicked this face.

He was under the eaves and had to bow his head.

At this time, Ding Xiaoyi took out his wallet from his pocket, took out a dark banknote and shook it twice in front of the old lady.

Golden dark money, 10,000 yuan.

Sure enough, the magic of money is always so irresistible.

The old ladies' eyes suddenly seemed to stick to it, and their eyes were following the dark money on Ding Xiaoyi's hand.

Seeing this, Ding Xiaoyi asked with a smile: "What do you call the old man?"

"What an old man? Are you not making fun of me? Just call me a matchmaker Ba Niang. What does your son-in-law have to give me some instructions? You say that Ba Niang will definitely be a good person for you!"

Ba Niang??

I always feel like I am taking advantage of myself.

But at this time, he endured it and continued to keep a professional smile and asked, "Haha, have you always made a mistake? I am just a passing son-in-law, it has nothing to do with me. Otherwise, you can help me with it, and I will be grateful!"

After hearing Ding Xiaoyi's words, the matchmaker Ba Niang's face suddenly changed slightly, she shook her head and said, "Son-in-law, why is this kind of thing wrong? You are going to get married. Are you going to escape from marriage at this time?"

Seeing that the matchmaker Ba Niang said at the end, her eyes became cold and unkind.

Ding Xiaoyi quickly pulled out another dark money from his wallet.

The two dark money fell together, and instantly, the matchmaker Baniang's face suddenly became kind again.

This speed of face change is as natural as a textbook.

Ding Xiaoyi thought about it, his smile became brighter and his tone became kinder.

"But this is too sudden. I have never seen anyone the bride is, and I have not prepared for it.

Otherwise, you can say it first and ask me to go home and prepare for two days."

At the moment, I can only find a way to drag it out and ask about the situation from the matchmaker Baniang. It would be better if I could directly bribe the matchmaker Baniang.

"Hey, what are you thinking about doing? Listen to me sing for you~~"

As the matchmaker Ba Niang said, she actually started singing, but the tune was so strange that she had never heard of it.

It’s a bit like the so-called opera lyrics that the old man took himself to the Alliance Folk Art Museum when he was a child.

"Your face is rich and powerful.

In the future, just enjoy the glory and won't suffer poverty~~

You can’t finish the delicious food of the Chai family, and you can’t wear silk and silk, so you can’t help you in the second half of your life~~ah~~ah~~”

"No~No~No~No~No, aunt, stop singing. If you sing again, I'm afraid I'll be dead. I'll ask you something, can you let me go!"

Ding Xiaoyi couldn't stand this strange tone, so he quickly took out another dark note in his hand.

The matchmaker Baniang felt that she was about to sing into the high school, but she was suddenly interrupted by Ding Xiaoyi. She felt so uncomfortable that she couldn't speak.

However, three golden secret notes were shaking in Ding Xiaoyi's hand.

Those shiny lusters are like invisible magic, which can always soothe any dissatisfaction in your heart.

His expression calmed down and he said earnestly: "Son-in-law, just accept your fate. This radius of three hundred miles is all the land of the Chai family, which means you didn't catch up with the good times. If it were hundreds of years earlier, you would be considered a son-in-law now. Oh, how fateful!"

After saying that, seeing Ding Xiaoyi's face was confused, the matchmaker Ba Niang's heart moved and said, "But it..."

"But what!"

Ding Xiaoyi's eyes flashed and he hurriedly asked.

"But..." The matchmaker Ba Niang repeated these three words, still making the back pronunciation very long, but she never continued to talk about it.

How could I not understand what others mean by this expression?

He took out the last dark note in his wallet and put it in his hand, and suddenly four golden dark note shining with oil were in his hand.

As his fingers swayed, the firm texture of the four Mingchao was like a fan, suffocating a cool breeze on the face of the matchmaker Baniang.
To be continued...