Zhuang Zhimeng, An Qingbai, and An Qinglin all cooked several dishes.

The food area is now basically filled with all kinds of delicious dishes.

The auspicious hour had arrived, and Zhuang Bingqian, as the patriarch, stood up to preside over the wedding.

In the presence of relatives and friends, the two newlywed couples served tea to their elders, a ritual known as "changing the address" in Chinese.

The elders gave out red envelopes one by one.

"I hereby announce that the wedding banquets of Zhuang Zhijun and Zeng Mengdie, and Hao Jiuhe and Hong Ziyi, have officially begun."

As you can see, the table over there is laden with dishes and drinks.

You must be wondering what I mean.

Why is it placed there instead of on the table in front of you?

This time, let's try something new.

Each person has a unique plate in front of them, and everyone can help themselves to all the dishes.

But one thing, don't just take the whole plate away.

If you like something, just tell us privately, and we'll get you a fresh one to take away.

The old man amused all his relatives and friends.

"Don't worry, sir, we know what we're doing."

"Haha, alright, let's begin the feast."

Everyone proceeded to collect their meals in an orderly fashion.

That's when I realized how plentiful the dishes were, including seafood.

Everyone was very satisfied with their meal.

Zhuang Zhimeng and An Qingbai sat in their chairs, not wanting to get up, and were enjoying their meal with the children.

"Sister, it's time to offer a toast."

"Go ahead and offer a toast, no need to invite us."

"Sister, I feel at ease when you're here."

"Okay, okay, you're still acting like a child."

The couple said something to their children and then stood up.

The toasting team was unprecedentedly large, with more than a dozen people toasting together.

It took a long time to complete the round.

After toasting, the bride went back to her room to change her clothes.

Zhuang Zhijun and Hao Jiuhe quickly sat down and ate a couple of bites of food to tide them over.

“You guys still can’t hold your liquor. Your brother-in-law’s liquor has a low alcohol content.”

"Dad, I don't drink much. I don't drink much at home either."

"Uncle, I drink even less."

"I reckon there'll be plenty today. Look at you guys, all of you are itching to get your hands on some drinks."

Zhuang Zhijun and Hao Jiuhe looked back and saw that all the brothers were ready for battle.

The two quickly ate a few more bites of food to calm their nerves.

Zhuang Zhimeng couldn't stop laughing as she watched.

Suddenly, a peeled shrimp appeared in the bowl.

Zhuang Zhimeng sweetly ate it.

An Qingbai looked at his wife with doting smile.

He suddenly noticed something was going on in Qinglin's direction and quietly gestured for his wife to look over.

An Qinglin was picking out food with a plate when a girl was also about to make her own selection.

The two bumped into each other for some reason.

They both bowed their heads in apology and touched each other's foreheads.

An Qinglin took a step back first.

You choose first.

Hong Ziran's silvery laughter rang out.

"Hehe, okay."

At this moment, An Qinglin thought the girl's voice was very pleasant.

They couldn't help but stand still and wait.

The couple whispered to each other.

"Honey, isn't that girl Hong Ziyi's sister?"

"Yes, that's right, she's Ziyi's sister."

Look at Qinglin, he doesn't want to leave that place anymore. Could it be that he's fallen for someone?

“It’s possible. Qinglin’s eyes started to light up; it’s rare to see him like this.”

Before the couple could say much, someone came over to inquire about drinks.

It's quite remarkable that several deals were closed at the wedding banquet.

After they finished their work, both couples came over.

"Sister, brother-in-law."

"Cousin, cousin-in-law."

"Good grief, so you guys came here specifically to ask us for red envelopes, huh?"

All four of them laughed.

"Yes, all that's missing is your big boss's red envelope."

"I feel a little thirsty."

Zeng Mengdie and Hong Ziyi smiled and served Zhuang Zhimeng and An Qingbai a cup of tea.

"Sister, brother-in-law, have some tea."

"Cousin, brother-in-law, have some tea."

"Haha, our seniority has suddenly increased. Here, this is a red envelope from your sister."

"I have a copy too, you can keep it."

"Thank you, sister (cousin) and brother-in-law (cousin's husband)."

"You guys sit down and eat quickly, you've been working hard all day."

The four of them had just sat down.

The brothers came over with their wine glasses.

Zhuang Zhijun and Hao Jiuhe immediately begged to be let go.

The brothers disagreed and insisted on playing rock-paper-scissors.

Zhuang Zhimeng and the others ate and watched, laughing heartily. In the end, both brides joined the audience in watching the show.

Zhuang Zhimeng reminded her.

"You two are pretty carefree. You're going to have a hard time tonight."

Hong Ziyi and Zeng Mengdie exchanged a glance, only then realizing that something was wrong.

She quickly helped her husband up and made an excuse to leave the table.

Hao Chengtiao clinked glasses with his in-laws.

"Their alcohol tolerance is really low. We used to drink it bowl by bowl."

"Haha, Lao Hao, how dare you bring that up?"

"You got drunk and insisted on dancing after the wedding banquet, have you forgotten?"

"Really? Lao Zhuang, you must be mistaken."

Pierre became interested.

"Hao, tell me quickly, what exactly happened?"

“Pierre, what are you doing here? I already told you, it’s not true.”

Zhuang Bingqian burst into laughter.

"Come on, let's drink, let's drink. Old Hao is being a bit shy."

The three of them clinked glasses together.

Pierre's Chinese is getting better and better; he can now understand everything and even have simple conversations in Chinese.

Pierre took a sip of spirits and immediately decided to buy a batch.

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