Because he bought a helicopter for his daughter and son-in-law, He Jiawen's father-in-law built a helicopter pad in his old house. The helicopters hovering in the sky landed one after another and were pushed to the threshing ground next to them.
Twelve of them were lined up in two rows on the threshing floor, and their imposing presence overshadowed the Rolls-Royces next to them.
"Crash~~"
All the hatches were opened one by one, and Xia Yu walked down with his suona in hand. The professional folk music band hired by the He family followed him down. As soon as Xia Yu started walking, the music for welcoming the bride started playing.
Brothers, charge!
No matter where you go to pick up the bride, it will not be easy for you. There are countless hardships waiting for you to overcome.
He Jiawen was not afraid. With the support of his brothers, he used red envelopes to clear the way and stuffed them until the relatives blocking the door were so exhausted that their hands became weak. He then walked straight into the main door and the room.
By the time we got to the stairs, the red envelopes were no longer effective because the people blocking the way were all Zhang Wen's classmates and friends.
We are all young people and our family conditions are not bad. We can’t be satisfied with money. We have to accept the challenge.
There is a cup of wine for every step, only by drinking it can you live long and healthy.
After hearing this nonsense, the men looked at each other with a look of "I believed you", but it was not right to drink the wine, and it was not right not to drink it.
These tricks mainly depend on the man's attitude. It's not He Jiawen who is in trouble, but the groomsmen who come to pick up the bride.
Xia Yu suddenly laughed. Playing games with cheaters, these people are still too young.
The three groomsmen He Jiawen invited this time are all able to drink. Lu Zhou is a businessman who hangs out at various restaurants and has an extraordinary alcohol tolerance. His cousin is young and can handle it, but Xia Yu is really unmatched. He has never seen Xia Yu drunk in all the time he has known him.
Xia Yu has a good alcohol tolerance, especially since he has a buff that allows him to drink a thousand cups without getting drunk. However, the buff is immune to alcohol, not to the ingredients added to the wine!
These girls all look pretty and cute, but they all have vicious hearts. The smell of these wines is disguised as white vinegar, and some are added with salt, MSG, etc.
Damn, there are twenty-two steps and fourteen glasses of wine extending to the door of Zhang Wen's room. A total of twelve glasses have been tampered with. It's too deceptive. The probability is one in three.
Or to put it another way, one-half. Under the effect of the "Thousand Cups Without Getting Drunk" buff, Xia Yu's nose is similar to a dog's, and he can smell something even from a distance.
This is what it means: I would rather die than let my fellow Taoist die. Lu Zhou and my cousin He Jiawen, please take care of yourselves!
He Jiawen was the groom, so he had to be the first to go up and drink three cups in one breath. The remaining thirty-three cups had to be given to his three good brothers.
"I'll go first!"
Xia Yu stood up with great righteousness, drank five cups without stopping, and then became impotent.
"No, Lao Lu, you guys go first. I drank too quickly just now and I'm a little drunk now. Let me take it easy."
Lu Zhou and the other man took over the baton without any suspicion, but they almost spit it out after taking the first bite.
"This isn't wine, it's vinegar."
"Don't talk nonsense. Uncle Zhang has hidden this for a long time and usually doesn't want to take it out."
A girl wearing glasses was talking nonsense seriously.
Sure enough, the eyes of the mother are all very bad-hearted.
Seeing this, He Jiawen's cousin stepped forward.
"Hiss~~This is salt water."
The young man was choked and his facial features were almost twisted together.
There are not eighty-one difficulties, but thirty-six difficulties are not far behind.
Alas, from now on he will either not get married or have a Western-style wedding, as the Chinese style is too tiring.
Maybe by then no one would dare to harm Xia Yu given his status, but that would be boring, so it would be better to just do it the Western way.
It's a pity that Xishi can't play the suona. He played music to liven up the atmosphere at his friends' weddings, but couldn't play a song at his own wedding.
It’s okay to play a song, the piano is more suitable for that kind of atmosphere, after all, he is a versatile rich man.
They drank and fought their way through, Xia Yu drank the most and Lu Zhou and the others suffered the most, and finally they arrived at the door of the bride's boudoir.
"Wenwen, open the door, I'm here to pick you up!"
As soon as He Jiawen finished speaking, the door opened and Zhang Wen, dressed in a bright red wedding dress, appeared in front of everyone.
With sincerity, even metal and stone can be moved. His sincerity touched the bride, and she did not set any obstacles at the last level and let him in directly.
He Jiawen successfully found the bride's shoes in the corner of the bedroom, put them on Zhang Wen personally, and then carried her downstairs.
Xia Yu picked up the suona and played a piece of "Pigsy Carrying His Wife on His Back". He felt that the song was suitable for the occasion.
Getting married is a happy thing, but the father-in-law is a little reluctant to let go. After all, the cabbage he has raised for many years is going to be taken away by someone else today. How can he not be sad?
After offering tea and leaving, helicopters took off one by one and flew towards the east.
In addition to the band and the groomsmen and bridesmaids, the remaining space in the helicopter took away some of the bride's more important guests. The rest of the people, led by the father-in-law, set off for the high-speed rail station and took the high-speed rail to Shanghai.
The high-speed rail from Luzhou to Shanghai takes only two hours, which is comparable to the time taken by helicopter. The only problem is that it is more troublesome to get there and enter the station, unlike a helicopter, which can take off as soon as the engine is turned and the propeller starts spinning.
Xia Yu was not on the lead plane. Because they were in a hurry, he and a bridesmaid were rushed to the next plane. To be honest, the bridesmaid was quite pretty. She looked a bit like Zhang Wen, but even better.
In order not to steal the bride's limelight, she only put on light makeup and simply applied some lipstick. She was still very beautiful, but she looked a little young and not yet an adult.
"Sister, how old are you this year?"
"I'm fifteen!"
Shit, she's only in the first year of high school, and she's been asked to be a bridesmaid at such a young age. Only relatives would help with this.
"Are you Zhang Wen's cousin?"
"Yeah, brother, you looked so handsome when you played the suona just now!"
The girl spoke honestly, but Xia Yu was shy and felt embarrassed when being praised.
"I'm just an amateur, I can't compare to the professionals."
"Brother, you're too modest. I also studied folk music, and I know it takes several years to practice to your level."
After hearing what Xia Yu said, the girl looked as if I had seen through her.
It won't take several years, and all the scattered efforts together will take less than a month. After all, the buff has a tenfold increase, plus his own talent, twice is not too much, which means the efficiency is twenty times.
Xia Yu chatted with the girl on the radio, asking questions one by one. He felt that it was quite interesting to be a best man, especially for those who wanted to find a partner. Maybe there would be a suitable one among the bridesmaids.
Of course, a fifteen-year-old is definitely not suitable, but chatting is still good, after all, this girl knows what she is talking about.
Wait for two or three years, maybe she will be a good junior schoolmate.
At this time, Jiang Baiying, who was far away on the other side of the earth, turned over with difficulty, her forehead covered with sweat, as if she was having a nightmare.
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