Every day I am afraid that the president will find out that I am an undercover agent

All the way to the wedding scene, they were too silent.

In the middle of the walk, the priest received a call asking him to introduce an unoccupied master of ceremonies nearby.

Priest: "..."

Mu Ling: "What's the matter?"

The two of them even exploded their clothes. The rare thing is that the mobile phone has not been lost, but the battery has already run out after the operation last night. Since they are rushing to get married, there is no time to charge it. They have no idea what the chaos of the wedding scene has become.

But if you think about it, you can guess that the ceremony will start in less than two hours, and the two married people haven't arrived yet, so Pei Hang and the others are probably in a hurry.

Lian Rong was about to ask the priest to give him the phone and explain what happened by himself.I don't know what was said there, the priest's expression became strange.

Lian Rong suddenly felt bad.

"The wedding..." said the priest, "it has been changed to a Chinese style."

When Pei Ruoyao was helped to the temporary high hall, she looked confused.

"Why change the ceremony temporarily?" She grabbed Pei Hang and said, "Son, even if you don't want to intervene in your wedding for your mother, you can't keep it secret until it's about to start. This is a Chinese wedding, right?"

Pei Hang said, "Stop asking, just sit down."

This was Fang Lichuan's bad idea for them: "If you really can't get in touch with the two of them, why don't you go to the church and get married first, anyway, no one knows who's underneath when the hijab is wrapped."

Pei Hang said: "First, this is a Western-style wedding, there is no hijab. Second, I am married to Xie Yiyun, do you want my brother to tear down Tianhua or do you want Mu Ling to kill my brother?"

Fang Lichuan said: "Either you delay the wedding, or cancel it directly, otherwise how can you explain to so many guests?"

For Pei Hang, it doesn't matter if it's canceled or postponed, but Xie Yiyun and Lian Rong are both famous figures, and Mu Ling is a big boss. If the wedding goes wrong, it really won't end well.

But he absolutely cannot accept this way of cross-marriage: "I don't agree—"

Fang Lichuan asked, "Do you want to wear a groom's outfit or a hijab?"

Pei Hang: "Groom outfit."

On the main seat, although Pei Ruoyao didn't know anything about it, she insisted on one thing: "My parrot, my macaw, my macaw that can say wedding vows, even if it's a Chinese wedding, I must let it Show up at the wedding scene."

Pei Hang said that there was no room for the parrot.

His mother said: "Then I will hold it."

Pei Hang: "All right, all right, here you go."

There was a big red flower tied around the macaw, and Pei Ruoyao, who was wearing a cheongsam, was holding it and sitting on a high seat, as if holding an old hen.

The guests who came earlier thought that they were not coming to attend the wedding, but to some exorcism scene.

at noon

wedding starts on time

Pei Hang was wearing a photo studio-style red groom's outfit borrowed temporarily, and Xie Yiyun next to him was wearing the same outfit, but with a thick red hijab on his head, supported by Xiao Shanshan, and the two walked onto the red carpet step by step.

A guest who has no problem with aesthetics said, "What is the style of this wedding?"

Someone else asked: "It's not two couples getting married, why is there only one couple?"

Pei Hang pretended not to hear.

They stood still facing Pei Ruoyao who was hugged by the hen.

The plastic Northeast dialect of the macaw began to speak the oath.

The parrot said: "In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit, bless this pair of men and women who have entered the hall of holy marriage..."

Pei Hang heard some noisy voices outside, but now he must focus all his attention on controlling himself and not laughing in public.

"Would you like him to be your husband and marry him? In sickness or health, or for any other reason, love him, take care of him, respect him, accept him, and be faithful to him forever till the end of your life...  "

The noisy voices became louder and louder, and some people began to look outside, attracting their attention.

Pei Hangxin said it was very good, no matter what happened outside, it made the storm more violent, this wedding is destined to become my dark history, no one should remember it.

The parrot's attention seemed to be attracted by the movement behind it, and it stopped halfway through the speech, spread its wings, and wanted to fly.

Pei Ruoyao pinched its paw, and the parrot let out an "ow" before continuing.

Just when it said "When the marriage contract is about to be concluded, if there are any facts that hinder their union, please raise it immediately, or keep silent forever", the crowd erupted in exclamation.

Now Pei Hang couldn't care about anything else, even Xie Yiyun lifted his hijab and looked back.

Mu Ling and Lian Rong wore the same shirt with the bar's logo printed on it, and walked onto the red carpet with indifference, followed by the priest with a gloomy expression.

Wherever he went, like Moses parting the sea, the crowd made way for him.

Mu Ling stood in front of the parrot and said, "I am against this wedding."

Pei Hang: "..."

They temporarily found a master of ceremonies who could officiate a Chinese-style wedding. They didn't recognize Mu Ling. Seeing the unfriendly appearance of these two big men, they thought they were going to rob the marriage, and asked tremblingly, "Which one are you trying to rob?"

Mu Ling held Pei Hang's hand, and the latter walked peacefully with a peaceful expression on his face.

Lian Rong took a step forward, and the master of ceremonies said, "What do you do?"

Lian Rong said: "It's not a coincidence, I also came to snatch the marriage." After saying that, he pulled Xie Yiyun away.

master of ceremonies:"…………"

guests:"…………"

Pei Ruoyao was still sitting on the high seat and asked: "Is this wedding still going on?"

Pei Hang gritted his teeth and said, "Continue."

Mu Ling asked: "Which step have we reached? Let's continue directly."

Pei Hang said: "Don't ask me, I just kept laughing."

Pei Ruoyao said: "Don't ask me, I didn't read the oath."

So everyone looked at the parrot.

Under their gaze, the parrot tremblingly finished the last sentence.

"We've seen you swear your love to each other, now you can exchange rings and kiss each other."

Mu Ling said, "Where's the ring?"

Pei Hang also said, "Where's the ring?"

Mu Ling: "..."

Pei Hang: "..."

Pei Ruoyao said weakly: "Why don't you go to the church first."

Fang Lichuan whispered in the corner: "Here comes the ring——"

Pei Hang felt very bad, but since the style of the wedding was completely irreparable, he turned around resignedly to welcome the ring that was sent over.

But no one sent the ring.

It's not quite accurate to say that, because the one who gave the ring was a little golden retriever.

The golden retriever wagged its tail, biting a flower basket in its mouth, and its eyes were shining.

A familiar tortoise is lying on the flower basket, and the small box containing the ring is placed on the tortoise shell.

Pei Hang: "..."

Pei Hang: "Within 3 minutes, I want this golden retriever to be the youngest in our family."

Mu Ling said, "It's your dog now, please focus on getting married now."

Time flies likeabiu, and in the blink of an eye it is their five-year wedding anniversary.

According to Mu Ling's plan, when he gets married, he will retire and leave Tianhua to Xie Yiyun completely. He and Pei Hang will go to Sichuan to settle down.

Pei Hang protested.

It wasn't that he was dissatisfied with Mu Ling's retirement life, but he had some doubts about his way of traveling.

There are many mountainous roads in Sichuan. Although the city they settled in does not have such a magical drop, the roads are not very smooth.Mu Ling was too tired from cycling, so he simply bought a heavy motorcycle, and drove away every day amidst the roar that could blow over the roof.

Then Pei Hang couldn't fall asleep.

He had a video with Zhou Yan.

Now the two of them have jointly opened a studio, cutting and editing films, retouching pictures, and taking jobs as they please.

Zhou Yan said: "You persuade uncle, riding a small electric donkey can knock on the curb, it is too dangerous to drive like this."

Pei Hang said: "Do you think I never persuaded you? Your uncle has listened to it, and has taken some protective measures."

Zhou Yan said: "What measure? Is it armed to the teeth or mastered low-altitude flying skills?"

Pei Hang said: "He installed a stereo in the car to amplify the sad mantra, and let the Buddha bless him to drive safely."

Zhou Yan: "..."

Pei Hang: "It's still the DJ version of the Great Compassion Mantra, the kind that the Buddha would shake his head when he heard it."

Zhou Yan felt that this was too coquettish, did his uncle carry all of Pinru's wardrobes?

Zhou Yan said: "It shouldn't be, at uncle's age, it should be the time when he hears the most dazzling national style and can't help but sway along with him."

Pei Hang said coldly: "I think he is full of competitive spirit from head to toe now, he is short of having the Olympic rings tattooed on his back."

Pei Hang was so worried that his head was about to fall out, the years make people old and make people's hair thinner.

Zhou Yan heard the sound of heavy locomotives roaring back from far and near, rumbling, urging people to pee.He decisively hung up the call.

After a while, Mu Ling opened the door with his helmet in his arms. When he came in, he asked, "What's for lunch?"

Pei Hang was taking a liver picture in front of the computer, with dark circles under his eyes, he said, "I made the buns yesterday."

Mu Ling hesitated for a moment: "Didn't you make dumplings yesterday?"

Pei Hang said: "You made steamed stuffed buns, and I'll shut you up one by one before cooking."

Mu Ling also brought a friend back, who was also a fellow car driver.

A big golden retriever came out and sniffed them from head to toe, but it wasn't enough, so it licked Mu Ling again.Then he returned to the sofa, lay down on Pei Hang's feet, and continued to sleep.

The car friend said: "Why is your golden retriever so listless? Is it sick?"

Pei Hang clattered on the keyboard without looking up: "No, it's just so lazy, it sleeps every day."

The car friend said: "Isn't the golden retriever very lively, how did you raise it?"

Pei Hang said: "My husband took it out for a three-kilometer run at six o'clock in the morning, I took it to buy vegetables at eight o'clock, it fought with the cat in the afternoon, and we went for a walk in the evening and took it out for an hour - not much exercise , I am exhausted into this virtue."

The rider calculated the mileage and said goodbye slowly.

Mu Ling went to feed the snake and the turtle—he thought they were both reptiles at first, and planned to keep them together, but Pei Hang stopped him in time:

"Mixed breeding of snakes and turtles, are you planning to raise a Xuanwu?"

In short, it is still divided into two places. Their house is quite big, and it will take a little time to walk around.

Mu Ling came back after a while and said, "The snake is gone."

Pei Hang was immersed in retouching the picture, and absent-mindedly replied: "I guess I hid somewhere and went to sleep."

At this moment, another video call came in. Pei Hang had no time to answer it, so he threw it to Mu Ling.

Xiao Shanshan said, "How are you guys?"

After graduating, she didn't engage in professional work. She followed Pei Hang's mother to go to the battlefield to collect materials, and later traveled all over the world, sharing some knowledge and food from time to time. Now she is doing well.

As soon as Mu Ling was about to say hello, she saw Ulan Barthurun ​​next to her. The two of them each had a braised pig's trotter, and their mouths were full of oil.

"What are you doing?"

Xiao Shanshan: "I'm eating meat."

"Nonsense, of course I know you are eating meat."

Xiao Shanshan added: "Eat meat at the airport."

She came to visit them last month, and Pei Hang took her to eat the famous local stewed pork hot pot. Xiao Shanshan was astonished. Before leaving, she packed a big bag of braised pig's trotters, and prepared to eat slowly when she traveled abroad next time.

As a result, after passing the domestic security check, the bag of meat got stuck in the customs of the other country.

Between throwing it away and paying the fine, Xiao Shanshan chose the third option—eating a whole bag of braised pig’s trotters at the airport.

Ulan Barthurun ​​went abroad with her this time. After calculating the calories and weight of the food, he generously invited the passing foreign friends to eat meat.

After hearing the English of pig's trotters and understanding the raw materials, foreign friends declined his kindness one after another.

Ulan Barth Shulun sighed, capitalism is indeed a paper tiger.

Mu Ling signaled Pei Hang to stop what he was doing, and watch with him the two live-streamed eating meat in a foreign country.

Before Pei Hang could move his body, the ground suddenly moved. He lost his balance and slid directly to Mu Ling's side, hitting his arm.

Pei Hang: "???"

Mu Ling also tilted and looked over inexplicably.

The shock was still going on, the two looked at each other, suddenly the golden retriever who was sleeping on the ground jumped up, rushed to the side of the water tank, grabbed the edge and held the turtle in his mouth.

The parrot on the shelf also screamed and flew up, and the cat jumped on the sofa and bit its toy mouse.

This series of actions happened within a few seconds, and then the golden retriever held the turtle in its mouth, the parrot flew ahead to lead the way, and the cat followed closely behind. A group of animals opened the door by themselves and ran out.

Mu Ling stared blankly at the wide open door, not noticing that the video was disconnected.

Pei Hang finally realized something, and slapped the sofa: "Damn, it's an earthquake."

Both of them have lived in the plains for many years, and they didn't react at all. Pei Hang pulled Mu Ling up, followed the pace of the pets, and rushed downstairs.

When Ulan Barthurun ​​contacted them again, he heard an extremely noisy background voice: "Are you two okay, I just heard that there was an earthquake somewhere, and it's quite close to your place."

Mu Ling said it was all right.

Ulan Balsi Shulun said: "Fortunately, it was a small earthquake. I asked a friend from Sichuan that he felt such a small earthquake that he didn't even have to run for a local... Where is Pei Hang?"

Mu Ling: "I'm scolding my sons."

He turned his phone around and let Ulan Barthurun ​​watch Pei Hang with his arms akimbo, mingling among a group of citizens and yelling at pets.

—The cat has already laid down to play with the mouse, the bird has gone flying somewhere, and the turtle has already put its head in its shell.

Only the golden retriever is being scolded obediently.

Ulan Barth Shulun: "..."

After a while, the alarm is lifted, everyone should do what they want to do, but they can't go back home for a while.

Everyone didn't care too much. Some citizens around Mu Ling had already set up a table and started playing mahjong.

Other condolence calls also came.

Xie Yiyun sat in the car and made a video call with them, saying, "I was still on the plane with Lian Rong when the earthquake happened, and we almost returned."

Pei Hang was still scolding the pet, and it took a while before he came back to his senses: "Where are you flying to?"

Xie Yiyun said: "Of course I came to see you. I finally came to see you guys for a hot pot meal."

Pei Hang said yes, you will be almost there after I finish teaching this bunch of brats.

Lian Rong took the mobile phone: "Then you have to hurry up, we have two more turns to arrive, and we can already hear the sound of mahjong from your side."

——End of full text——

The author has something to say: After three months, this troubled article finally ends with my troubled July

There is no extra episode, the story that should be told has already been told, and there will be a small summary later

In addition, the small electric donkey is really dangerous. I was really thrown on the curb last week, and I can’t walk until now.

This is the third time I've been in the hospital this year

————The following are broken thoughts, you don’t need to read———

There is nothing special to say in this article, it is just a sand sculpture, sweet and cute, and there is no content worthy of in-depth analysis

But the opportunity to write it is very special. I was afraid of affecting everyone’s mood when reading the article. Now I can finally say it. This article is written by me to fight against some bad emotions.

If there are friends who have been reading my articles or followed me on the old Ford, they should be a little impressed.

At the beginning of March, my emotions started to go wrong and I was always out of breath, but there was no physical problem, it was purely psychological.In April, bad things happened at home again, which made it impossible to continue many things, including the fantasies I was writing at the time.

At the end of April, I stopped other updates and opened this Sand Glyph

It only took three days from the idea to the conception to the publication of the article. There is no advance receipt and no manuscript deposit. It can be said that it is very casual

My original intention is to write a fun story, a story that makes me feel happy when I write it

——Of course, at that time, I didn’t consider the issue of whether others were happy or not, so each chapter only has more than 2000 words, and the setting is not perfect.

There was a period of time in May and June to recuperate at home, and there was nothing to do except code words.Although it is a sand sculpture text, it is inevitable to substitute a little bit of my own emotions in the text, and sometimes there will be content that is incompatible with the style of the entire text

By July, the effect of writing essays to ease emotions became more and more limited. I woke up every day feeling stuffy in my heart, and wanted to quit every day. I was very angry and wanted to drop my phone from time to time.

This state is very bad, the last few chapters dragged on for a long time

I recently found something to divert my attention, and it's over in the tail of July

In fact, I want to say more, but I really don't have the desire to express it.In short, this article is also very special to me. It should be difficult to write such pure sand glyphs in the future. The fate of many people and me ends here. Thank you for your company these few months

The next article will not start until I adjust it again, maybe I will write a short article in the middle to make a transition