Jia Dongsheng parked the car aside and said to Nan Yi and Zhao Sumian who were walking over with a smile, "I wish you two a happy wedding, a happy marriage, and a son soon!"
As he spoke, he took out a red envelope and handed it over.
Nan Yile's mouth was already crooked with joy after hearing the auspicious words, but when he saw another red envelope, he became even happier and kept saying, "Brother Dong, thank you, thank you."
"Brother Dong, thank you for your congratulations." Zhao Sumian also responded with a smile.
Even though these two people had only known each other for a few days, or in other words, less than a month, they were both very happy on their wedding day.
It’s not like in later generations, where people rarely show cold attitudes on wedding days. It really is like there are all kinds of birds in the forest.
"Who's here in our courtyard?"
Jia Dongsheng asked to see if there were any acquaintances. There was still some time before the banquet started, and he couldn't just sit there doing nothing. It would be nice to have someone to chat with and pass the time!
"The first uncle, the second uncle, the third uncle in our courtyard, Sha Zhu and his father, Uncle He, Damao, Jie Cheng, and finally the few people in our kitchen who have a good relationship with me, as well as Hong Chang's mother and my master's wife."
"oh oh."
Jia Dongsheng nodded, indicating that he understood.
"Brother Dong, I'll ask someone to take you in. We can't accompany you yet. We have to wait here for a while to welcome people. There are quite a few people here today."
"Okay, no problem."
Then, Nan Yi hurriedly shouted inside: "Someone come here."
"Brother, what's the matter?"
Yang Men jumped out of the store.
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