People are in a weird world, you call this a nurturing game

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"Strange, I have eight carries and big sedan chairs, why don't there be three books and six rituals, ten miles of red makeup, phoenix crown and red robe?" said a gentle middle-aged man.

"You really thought you got married in ancient times. How could people be so particular now?"

At this time, a woman wearing a suit and a tie walked down from the sedan chair. The woman held a bouquet of flowers in her hands, which was beautiful and cool, giving people a feeling of hardness and softness.

"Why did a woman come out? By the way, isn't this a bride-taking team?"

Everyone around him stared out his eyes and looked at the woman getting off the sedan chair incredibly.

It is said that the groom took the bride and took the bride and the bride team to the woman's house and set up a stairs to pick up the bride and went upstairs to pick up the bride.

The scene in front of me happened to be the opposite.

"The bride picks up the groom?"

"Can anyone explain what's going on?"

Everyone's ears were up and they started discussing each other in a verbal way.

Although everyone lives in the same community, they rarely visit each other on weekdays, and are not familiar with neighbors and outside. They rarely see ancient weddings, and they have never seen a wedding in which the woman picks up her bride.

In the puzzled eyes of the onlookers, the bride in a suit was surrounded by a stairs.

"Let's go up and take a look."

"Walk."

The people who were curious and hung up also followed the bride-taking team to go upstairs.

"Girl, don't be nervous. When he opens the door later, everyone will push in and tie the groom downstairs." Matchmaker Sister Wang reminded Meng Ge and also reminded the bride-take-up team behind her.

"Tie downstairs, isn't that good?" Meng Ge looked embarrassed.

This time she took the bride was not her intention, but she must not violate it by her parents' orders and matchmaker's words.

"Girl, men are all rebellious. At this time, you have to strike while the iron is hot so that he has no chance to regret it. Once he regrets it, it will be difficult for you to marry into him again." said the matchmaker.

"But he said he wanted to marry into the family." Meng Ge said.

"Marriage is not a joke, it also involves the relationship between the two families. It is not a relationship between you and me. Even if he is willing to marry into a family, what about his family? Will his family agree?"

Meng Ge was speechless, it seemed that this was the reason.

When Lu Zhaohui said that he wanted to marry into a wife, it was already beyond her expectations.

Moreover, she did not intend to marry him into the family.

However, after Lu Chaohui suddenly proposed it, her mother couldn't wait to get the marriage done, as if she was afraid that Lu Chaohui would regret it.

This caught her off guard and was not prepared at all, but she could not go against her mother's wishes.

"Now, we have to take care of your marriage while there is no one in his family. Once the raw rice is cooked, his family can only eat coptis chinensis and cannot say what they have to do." Sister Wang said.

The elevator arrives at the eleventh floor.

Wang Po led the mighty bride-receiving team to the door of the apartment with Meng Ge.

"Go, go up and knock on the door." Sister Wang pushed Meng Ge forward.

Meng Ge walked forward with a bouquet of flowers in his heart uneasy.

Mengge knocked on the door at the bride picking team and the matchmaker.

"Knock and knock~"

"Knock and knock~"

"Knock and knock~"

I knocked three times in a row, but the door didn't open.

Meng Ge couldn't help but frown slightly, and turned to ask the matchmaker: "Didn't you open the door?"

"Knock again!" said the matchmaker.

When Meng Ge was about to knock again, a red copybook was stuffed under the crack of the door, and two big characters were written on the copybook - a red envelope.

"What does this mean, Sister Wang?" Meng Ge picked up the red post on the ground and handed it to Sister Wang.

Sister Wang's face suddenly became ugly and she whispered: "Oh no, his family is back."

"Ah? Then...what should I do? What does this red envelope mean?" Meng Ge asked.

At this time, the residents who were watching the fun also came up, squeezing the floor into three floors inside and three floors outside.

A man shouted, "I don't know this. If you don't have red envelopes, you won't even know this rule."

"This is a test of your determination to pick up your bride. Wouldn't you be able to pass this first door, right?"

The matchmaker snorted and took out a red envelope from the cloth bag she carried with her: "Good boy, I actually came with me for this set. Fortunately, I was prepared."

She originally wanted to put the red envelope in her pocket, but the man had no parents to take charge of the overall situation, so he tied the groom and married it back. This was the end.

"Stop!" Sister Wang instructed.

Meng Ge had no choice but to do it and stuff the stack of red envelopes into the crack of the door one by one.

Even after a few blocks, the door was not opened, so I had no choice but to continue to block.

Soon, the stack of red envelopes in her hand was stuffed, and she knocked on the door again.

Another red post was stuffed into the crack of the door with a line of words on it:

"If you want to hold your husband back, you must give it a pile of red envelopes."

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ps:

This year is coming to an end. Thank you for your long-term neglect of me. I like my book circle very much. Everyone posted their own posts and sweared their own. No one paid attention to me, and everyone was in harmony.

It’s the end of the year, and I used to touch my pockets. One side is empty and the other side is empty. I think I probably don’t have money to celebrate the New Year. I didn’t last year and this year.

After washing my face, I looked up at myself in the mirror, and I was even more swallowed. I, have I been through another year?

Thank you for your support and love during this period, this is what I deserve.

Remember, don't read this chapter at 23:59 tonight, otherwise you will not finish it next year.

Well, in fact, after saying so much, I just want to wish everyone a salted fish turn over next year, rather than sticking to the pot.

Of course, I also ask for the first monthly ticket for the New Year in your hands.

Finally, I wish you all, make a fortune in the new year! Be loved! Good luck always exists!