Marriage and couples.

This concept has been passively accepted from the time people are born.

This influence comes first from parents, secondly from surrounding environment and education, and also includes various movies, television, books and other literary works.

A person's concept of marriage often comes from the sum of influences he has received since childhood.

Ding Zeyu didn't know what he thought about this matter, he just thought it was troublesome to get up at six o'clock.

Even during school hours, I can sleep until at least half past six before getting up in a hurry to catch up with class.

Fortunately, the groom actually had nothing to do in the morning.

After getting up in the morning of May 21, after having breakfast, he got his mobile phone.

He felt particularly happy when he thought that his classmates were still struggling to study in the morning, or secretly copying homework to make progress.

At half past six, the groom's stylist arrived and went into his uncle's room to start changing his look.

When he walked out of the room at around seven o'clock, my uncle was already wearing a porcelain white dragon-collared Han robe, holding a folding fan, and his face was as calm as water, just like an ancient prince walking out.

His voice system is relatively lacking, and I can only say that he is quite handsome.

And it's not the kind of modern cool handsomeness, but a very elegant and cool handsomeness.

Especially when wearing a matching porcelain white dragon wide-brimmed hat, the overall temperament is revealed instantly.

The groom's best man had also arrived before. He had just changed into dark blue best man clothes and followed behind. They were all familiar faces to Ding Zeyu.

Including Hoe He, who can be seen occasionally on recent weekends, and the more famous Dao Daozi, Si Jiaoji and Fifty Yuan Yijin, who came all the way to participate in the wedding.

Ding Zeyu is thinking about how many signatures he will get when the time comes. Can he earn some pocket money after returning to class?

Chen Wen, who had just come out over there, was surrounded by Chen Shu and Xu Xuejing, looking back and forth, feeling very satisfied.

"What will you do when you get stopped later?"

At this time, the four groomsmen behind were discussing.

"Master Dao is a professional when it comes to embarrassing things." Si Jiaoji said with a cheeky smile, "Leave it to me to make jokes and be lazy."

"Then I will give you some advice." Fifty yuan a pound said.

Wu Jianwen looked around: "Uh...then I'll cheer for you?"

"Add some oil, your biggest task is to deal with Mengmeng, you know." Si Jiaoji laughed and patted his shoulder, "The biggest trump card today is you, take care of Mengmeng, Taoist deal with Momo, Gemini

Just leave it to us."

Ding Zeyu was eavesdropping on their strategy and found it boring, so he slipped away again.

After they had changed their clothes, before it was time to set off, the photographers from Hoe He's studio arrived and started taking photos and videos of them.

At eight o'clock in the morning, we set off on time.

More than a dozen black wedding cars lined up in a long queue. Ding Zeyu followed his uncle and got into the front car of the wedding car line, while the others boarded the cars behind them.

The photographer first gave the wedding car a special start, and then got into the second wedding car specially used to follow the wedding, and set off on time at 8:10.

"Are you nervous, uncle?" Ding Zeyu sat in the passenger seat, Chen Wen sat in the back seat, and the seat next to him was reserved for the bride later.

"You won't be nervous if you don't talk too much."

"No." Ding Zeyu put on his seat belt and turned his head from the passenger seat to look back and looked at Chen Wen's face, "You are about to marry a beauty like your aunt home. Aren't you excited?"

"You know it well?"

"I still know that my aunt is pretty, but she doesn't have a very good personality."

"I suggest you say this in person."

"Ahem..." Ding Zeyu shook his head repeatedly to stop being so stupid, "So what do you think, uncle?"

"I have no idea, we are an old married couple."

"Aren't you going to be a little more sensational? I heard that you have to give some speeches at the wedding."

"We don't have this link," Chen Wen said.

He just doesn't like to talk too much in such a big wedding scene, so he prefers to have a private wedding.

Although it is quite troublesome to follow Jiang Qiuyi to prepare something very polite, but it is still better than going on stage to say a lot of "touching" words.

After all, relatives and friends are only here to witness the wedding. No matter how much you talk, most people only care about when the food will be served.

So just keep yourself happy.

"Can I grab the red envelope then?" Ding Zeyu asked hehely, "I see you have prepared a big bag of red envelopes."

"Most of them are small red envelopes worth five or ten yuan. They are just meaningless." Chen Wen glanced at him and said, "How can any of my own family members snatch the red envelopes from their own people?"

"The money is not too little." Ding Zeyu muttered, and then said, "I will pick you up when the time comes and you can just pick out a quilt or something, right?"

"Well, her mother will tell you when she gets there."

"What about you? Playing that door-blocking game?"

"It's almost the same. Mainly it's Master Dao and the others who help."

"Hehe, my uncle is quite famous. He invited so many uppants to be the best man."

Chen Wen raised his hand and rubbed the corners of his eyebrows: "Can you say a few words less?"

"Okay." Seeing how pitiful his uncle was, Ding Zeyu turned back and continued playing with his mobile phone.

At around 8:30, the wedding car team arrived at Jiang Qiuyi's home.

After Chen Wen and the four groomsmen got out of the car, they walked on the red carpet into the door of the bride's house, and the salute rang out outside.

After meeting Aunt Lu and Uncle Jiang, Chen Wen was greeted to the second floor and soon saw the familiar bedroom door from last night, but it was closed tightly at the moment.

Only Momo, wearing a red Hanfu and a white undershirt, stood at the door, looking at the five of them with a smile.

At this time, Ding Zeyu was already being pulled by Lu Fangmei to see his mission today.

By the time he finished looking at the quilt, pillow and urinal carried on the pole, and went to the second floor to watch the excitement, Momo was already asking questions with a card in hand.

Momo: "When did the groom and the bride meet?"

"September 1st."

We met at the beginning of the first grade of elementary school. I still remember this Chen Wen.

"Where's the year?"

Chen Wen: "..."

He counted the year with his fingers, and Momo at the door had already said with a smile: "It's timed out, bring me the red envelope."

After failing to answer the question, Gemini and Lin Meng inside the door started to make noises.

"Hurry up and give out red envelopes. If you don't give them, we won't open the door."

"Next question, next question, continue quickly." Master Dao and Si Jiaoji took the red envelope and stuffed it into the crack of the door.

Momo at the door continued to ask: "What is the first gift the bride gives to the groom?"

Chen Wen: "Uh..."

How old is this kind of thing?

"It seems to be a CD. Who transferred the album?"

"Chen Wen said it was an album, is it right to ask the bride?" Momo shouted inside.

"Yes, yes!" Jiang Qiuyi's voice came from the door.
Chapter completed!