"call!!"

As the saying goes, a breath of fresh breeze comes to you, and the fragrance of ink is everywhere in the wind.

The matchmaker Baniang closed her eyes slightly, took a deep breath, and felt her spirits relaxed.

That's right, this is the taste of money.

"But, son-in-law, don't be discouraged. This is a good thing. ** is worth a thousand gold at a moment. This big girl from the Chai family is famous and beautiful. This time you have found a big advantage!"

As he said that, the matchmaker Baniang's thin palm stuck out into the sedan chair.

"Oh, that's it!"

Seeing that it was so soft, Ding Xiaoyi's face suddenly turned abrupt. He was not polite and put four pieces of dark money on his hand and stuffed them back to his wallet.

The matchmaker Baniang was stunned: "Son-in-law, you..."

"What, I'll look at my own private money, can't it?"

After talking good things for a long time, this old lady is not willing to eat it, so she should keep the money herself.

"you!!"

The matchmaker Ba Niang suddenly widened her eyes and pointed at Ding Xiaoyi: "You!!! You!!!"

"Why, you still want to be tough? Come in, let's talk carefully."

Ding Xiaoyi curled his lips and hooked his hand to instruct the Italian matchmaker Ba Niang to come in and speak in a good way.

At the same time, I was ready to take her head as long as the old lady stepped in with one foot.

However, what disappointed me was that the matchmaker Baniang gritted her teeth in anger, but always kept her professional ethics in mind.

"shameless!"

The matchmaker Baniang, who was so angry that her nose was about to be crooked, stomped her feet hard, turned around and shouted in anger: "Play music, go to the hall, and send him out of the sedan chair!"

A sound of gongs and drums sounded.

The white flower on his chest swayed, and an invisible force suddenly seemed to wrap around his body, causing his whole body to sit up from the chair.

The two boys in front of the sedan chair, one on the left and one on the right, were holding a lantern in their hands.

I saw the boy gently sticking the lantern on the curtain of the sedan chair.

Only then did I see that there was a special hook on the lantern pole that just pulled the curtain open from the middle.

"The newcomer got out of the sedan chair!"

The matchmaker Baniang shouted in her voice.

Suddenly, Ding Xiaoyi found that he didn't need to move at all. The force dragged him, hanging from the ground one foot high, pulled himself out of the sedan chair and floated forward.

The lights are decorated in front of you, the white lights are hung with red tassels, and the white walls are pasted with black tills.

In front of the square courtyard, there are twelve large tables on the left and right, full of chicken, duck, fish and meat.

But strangely, in this yard, I didn’t see a figure except the old woman in front of me.

In the big house in the main house.

Two white candles shine on the big word "安" hanging on the main table.

This is not a marriage?

Isn't this a burial?

He tried hard to twist his neck, trying to see clearly around him, but the force tightly bound him and made him unable to move.

At this moment, the voice of the matchmaker Baniang next to her suddenly increased.

"The bride is here!!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a fragrant wind blew, and the flowers on his chest tightened, and a black shadow was falling beside him.

A soft and shy voice was heard in his ears: "Chai Rong has met the official!"
Chapter completed!