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Sambo's worries are not in vain, other people get married with joy and joy.When they arrived at Fang's house, the door was deserted, and they changed into two white cloth lanterns, and they could hold a funeral with a banner.The newcomer came from a long way to rest before they got off the sedan chair and let the brazier bow to the high hall. Sanbao helped his younger sister to marry Fu Erye all the way into the flower hall, and saw a graceful and luxurious lady sitting on the main seat, who said her surname was Wang .

The identity of this Mrs. Wang is somewhat subtle. She is neither Fang Zesheng's mother, nor the wife of Fang Changru, the old head of the Fang family, but a distant relative of the Fang family. After Fang Changru's death, all the accounts of the Fang family were handled by her, and she was the real head of the family.

"Young Master Fu came from afar, so the hospitality is not good enough." Wang Xiuhe said with a smile: "It stands to reason that I am not qualified to sit in this position to help witness the marriage, but Zesheng's parents are not here, and I have taken care of him for many years. I can be regarded as half a mother. Just be cheeky and help him bear witness.”

"Where is Mrs. Wang? If you are not qualified, who else is qualified?" I curled my lips, and suddenly heard the sound of "creaking" wooden wheels, and saw a man in a black coat sitting in a wheelchair, and I didn't need to guess who it was.

"Fang Da is really handsome as a parent..." Sanbao muttered to himself, but he didn't expect Fu Jingxuan to reply in a low voice: "Yes." There was a trace of pride hidden in his tone: "I'm afraid It looks better than when I was a child."

"Eh?"

"how?"

"What does he seem to be looking for?" Sanbao kept watching Fang Zesheng, seeing him go from anticipation to loneliness, and then from loneliness to calm.

Before Fu Jingxuan had time to ask clearly, he heard a loud shout in his ear: "The good day has come! The newcomer will perform the marriage ceremony and pay homage to heaven and earth!"

"Boom, boom, boom" knocked his head three times, Second Master Fu was pushed into the bridal chamber without even asking what the person next to him looked like.

Everything in the wedding was simple, there were no invitations to relatives and friends, no banquets for guests from all over the world, not even the sound of a firecracker, let alone a meal, not even a steamed bun.Fu Jingxuan waited in the room for five hours, from sunset to west mountain to starry sky, until he was so hungry that his chest was stuck to his back, then he lifted his hijab, and said angrily: "I wanted to scare you, but I didn't even enter the house ?”

As he spoke, he glanced at the lotus seeds and peanuts on the table, then opened the door and walked to the flower hall, saw a plate of familiar dumplings, Fu Erye was amused, and picked up one to play with: "You still like to eat this kind of thing?" He took another bite to taste the taste, grinning his teeth and quickly took a sip of tea: "Did you kill the sugar seller?" His mouth was filled with distaste, so he ate two of them with the tea. He remembered that Fang Zesheng liked sweets. Always enduring the sweet and greasy taste to eat these things with him.

The lights outside the house flickered, and there was a faint cool breeze. Hoarse voices came from the yard, as if urging the master to go back to the house to rest. Sit down under the osmanthus tree and look at the gate of the courtyard.He couldn't wait for the man to turn around, so he called out briskly, "Fang Zesheng."

This sound was clear and sweet, and the person sitting on the wooden chair didn't move for a long time, and turned his head suddenly after a while.

"How are you... here?"

Fu Erye chewed the sweet and greasy glutinous rice dumplings without changing his face, and said with a smile: "You don't want to see me, I have to find a way to meet you.