Pang Yi looked at the men behind him who were watching the excitement with their arms around their shoulders, and he wanted to cry without tears: "Which brother can make embroidery needles, do me a favor today. The great kindness will never be forgotten in my life!"
Chen Qingxuan looked at Pang Yi sympathetically: "Why don't you continue threading, just... ninety-nine threads, maybe you can finish threading before dark. Cough cough."
Pang Yi: "..."
"Master! You have to help me!" Pang Yi was so broken that he trotted to the front of the crowd, bowing and cupping his hands. "And guard Kong. Do you have any good ideas?"
Kong Wenmin touched his nose and said nothing, but Kong Wenjie said awkwardly: "I... I'm not married yet, how do I know this?"
For a moment, everyone's eyes were on the only married person present...
Pang Yi seemed to have grasped at straws. He was so busy that he took Zhong Mingwei's hand: "Master! You have experience! Help me quickly!"
Zhong Mingwei looked at Pang Yi with sympathy: "You know, when I got married, I didn't have your pomp and circumstance at all. Where is someone blocking the door? It's just deserted. No one cares about me when I go in and out. How can I be like you? Such a big and lively scene? Tsk tsk tsk, it makes me jealous."
The corner of Pang Yi's mouth twitched: "...Master. Shut up."
Zhong Mingwei looked at Gu Changlin silently: "Mr. Gu, you are well-informed. Come and help Pang Yi!"
"Boy, if you had eaten all the walnuts I opened for you back then. How wonderful it would be!" Gu Changlin put down the flagon in his hand and looked at Pang Yi sympathetically. "Tsk tsk tsk, why don't you have a brain at all when you grow up so big?"
Pang Yi held back his anger. Looking at Gu Changlin with an aggrieved face: "Mr. Gu, can you embroider flowers? Can you help me embroider those boring poems?"
"Bah! What are you doing with that old man?" Gu Changlin spat at Pang Yi fiercely, then rolled up his sleeves and looked at Pang Yi leisurely, "Boy, if I help you marry a wife today, What's the benefit?"
"One hundred catties of pear blossoms are white!" In the next second, Pang Yi was so busy that he dropped the embroidery needle in his hand, and bowed to Gu Changlin excitedly, "No, no, Mr. Gu, I just need you to open it for me today." Folding door, I, Pang Yi, have all the wine in your life!"
"Success, that's it!" Gu Changlin made a final decision, and then cheerfully pointed to the tightly closed carved door, "What are you waiting for? Go up and tear down the door!"
Zhong Mingwei with black lines on his face: "... Let me see who dares to knock down the door of my house!"
"Master, I'm sorry! I'll tear down your door today, and I'll install it for you tomorrow!" Pang Yi was so enlightened, with a look of surprise and joy, he was so busy that he raised his arms at Kong Wenjie and the others. , "Brothers, come on! After the meeting, everyone will burn knives on the altar as a thank-you gift!"
Kong Wenmin and Kong Wenjie looked at Zhong Mingwei uneasily, then silently rolled up their sleeves and walked over. Chen Qingxuan also stood up silently and followed.
Zhong Mingwei was about to explode with rage: "...Chen Qingxuan, are you also greedy for alcohol?"
Chen Qingxuan turned around and smiled at him: "I'm not greedy."
"Then you rush to help him open the door?" Zhong Mingwei's voice changed.
"I heard that wedding wine is auspicious and good intentions. I'm going to take the country test. I'll bring some with me, and I'll drink it once in a while." Chen Qingxuan's smile deepened, "Master, why don't you come and earn a jar of wedding wine too? "
Zhong Mingwei: "...Okay."
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A group of men were busy chatting outside in full swing, the one holding the hammer took the hammer, the one handing the ax the axe, amidst the noisy voices, mixed with the screams of the women in the room, Fang Chengyin, who was still extremely arrogant, turned to the door The carved door was shaking more and more, and the eyeballs almost popped out: "He, why are they like this? Where can there be such a wedding?"
Meiya jumped even more angrily: "Zhong Mingwei, you are going to rebel! Bring someone to demolish the house! And Pang Yi, if you dare to tear down the door, let's see how I deal with you!"
"Ma'am, you are so kind and virtuous. Let me marry you today. Tomorrow, I will open any door you want!" Pang Yi hurriedly said, passing through the hole in the door, Chong Meiya smiled and bowed to Meiya, while he was busy looking at the bed, and when he saw the quiet bride sitting on the edge of the bed, he smirked again, "Lady, wait for me to take you home what!"