Zhong Mingwei felt that he had changed, and had become a completely different person. This was something he had never dared to think about before. He even sneered at it, but now he was happy with it. He loved this life full of fireworks so much. He was also so relieved that he could meet the little girl who changed him...
"Zhong Mingwei! Pang Yi is coming in!" At this moment, the little girl who changed him was running into the crescent-shaped door. Her cheeks were red with excitement. She patted Zhong Mingwei hard and ran towards Xiao An's room like a fly. "I have to help Sister An block the door! I can't let him marry Sister An so easily!"
"Yes, we can't let him get away with it so easily," Zhong Mingwei looked at the little girl who jumped into the pomegranate bushes. The corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise. "Girl, slow down."
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Pang Yi had never been so embarrassed before. He just stuttered and recited the Hundred Family Names in front of everyone. Now he ran around the yard with a pomegranate on his head. Now he finally finished running. He thought he could finally see the bride, but then an embroidery needle and a thread were handed out from the crack of the door.
Pang Yi looked at the embroidery needle. He was immediately confused: "Miss Fang, you, you, you...what are you trying to do?"
Pang Yi got married. Fang Zuotang was too busy to come. Kong Wenjie would have been enough to come with the gift Fang Zuotang prepared, but Fang Chengyin followed Kong Wenjie with great interest after hearing the news. Then Pang Yi's journey to meet his bride became extremely difficult and tortuous...
"Thread the embroidery needles!" Fang Chengyin shouted outside, her tone full of undisguised excitement, "Brother Pang Da, I heard that your kung fu is first-rate, and shooting an arrow through a target from a hundred paces away is a piece of cake. Naturally, Brother Pang Da's eyesight is also first-rate, so, it's just threading the needle, Brother Pang Da, you can just be Zhang Fei eating bean sprouts!"
Pang Yi looked at the embroidery needle and the thin silk thread in his hand and felt like crying, but he still used his big calloused hands to clumsily start threading the needle. However...
This is not like Zhang Fei eating bean sprouts, this is simply forcing Zhang Fei to embroider!
Pang Yi was soaked all over, and he had just finished guiding two embroidery needles.
A cup of tea had passed, and there was still no movement outside. Xiao An was getting anxious, but she was the bride, so she had to be reserved. But after a while, she couldn't help it anymore, and leaned close to Mei Ya's ear, whispering to Mei Ya to go and have a look. Mei Ya leaned close to the door and looked at Pang Yi squatting on the ground outside, pulling the strings, and then looked at Fang Chengyin who was jumping for joy. She looked as if she wanted to say something but stopped herself, but she couldn't help but speak: "Miss Fang, how many embroidery needles did you give him?"
"Not many, not many, only ninety-nine in total," Fang Chengyin said calmly, turning back to smile at Meiya and Xiao An, "Ninety-nine is the best number, it means longevity!"
Meiya: "...Only ninety-nine?"
Xiao An: "..."
Zhang Fei, who was about to cry because of the ninety-nine embroidery needles outside, said: "...Miss inside, can we have a discussion?"
"Okay, it depends on your sincerity!" Fang Chengyin became more excited when she heard Pang Yi's words, "How many needles have you inserted now?"
"Four!" Pang Yi said hurriedly, while raising the needle and thread in his hand, "If you don't believe me, look!"
"Now that the needle is ready, you can embroider a poem on your wedding dress," Fang Chengyin said to the outside word by word, "Even if the mountains are gone and the sky and the earth are united, I will never break up with Sister An!"
Xiao An was busy lifting her veil, blushing and whispering to Fang Chengyin, "Miss Fang, please stop making things difficult for him. How can a grown man like him know how to embroider?"
Pang Yi had been bullied for such a long time. Xiao An didn't say anything on her face, but she was really heartbroken. She had been enduring it for a long time, but she didn't expect Fang Chengyin to come up with such a weird idea. Xiao An finally couldn't bear it anymore.
"Sister An, you have to make things difficult for him! You have to make him remember how difficult it was to marry you, so that he will cherish you more in the future!" Fang Chengyin turned around and smiled at Xiao An.
Xiao An was stunned for a moment, then she smiled. She felt warm in her heart, nodded at Fang Chengyin, and then shyly covered her veil again.
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