People are in a weird world, you call this a nurturing game

"Isn't it enough?"

Menggeren was dumbfounded. She just stuffed in twenty red envelopes without even saying a word.

Matchmaker Sister Wang's face looked a little ugly, with a few black centipede-like veins popping out on her face.

"Girl, it's your first time to get married. Where are you now? Twenty is not enough. When I got married, I prepared five hundred." A man in the corridor shouted loudly.

"It's finally your turn for women to experience the feeling of being blocked, hahaha."

"It's festive but not vulgar. You are soft on red envelopes. You are obviously not sincere enough. Besides, I only asked you to stuff red envelopes. I thought back then, I had to answer questions."

For a moment, the men who were watching the excitement and not taking it too seriously shouted, feeling as if they had finally taken revenge. Remembering how they were blocked by the woman's family and making things difficult for them, compared with them, they were like little witches.

Meet the great witch.

The matchmaker, who was almost about to explode, had to put on a smile that even she thought was ugly. She took out three red envelopes from the bag again and handed them to Meng Ge, forcing a smile and saying: "Keep stuffing!"

As a matchmaker, how could she not understand the rules of blocking doors? She just wanted to pick up leaks and earn some extra money. Fortunately, the man's family was back now, let alone extra money. The 20,000 yuan that Mengge's mother prepared for her was probably far away.

Not enough anymore.

How could Mengge understand these rules? She was very embarrassed standing at the door, so she had to bite the bullet and continue stuffing red envelopes into the cracks in the door.

Seeing that the red envelopes in her hands were getting less and less, she became more and more anxious.

"Why don't you open the door yet?" Mengge knocked on the door and shouted.

At this time, a child's childish voice came from the door: "Excuse me, what is the most attractive thing about the groom?"

Mengge was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Sister Wang, whose face was extremely dark.

"Just answer whatever you want." Sister Wang said.

Mengge nodded, stood by the door seriously and replied: "It's sincerity. It was his sincerity that moved me."

"Correct answer." The child in the room shouted.

"Then can I go in?" Meng Ge asked. She knew very well that the child inside should be Lu Zhaohui's family. After all, for such a big event as a wedding, his family would definitely come back.

"Excuse me, peanut oil, olive oil, which oil does the groom like to eat?" The child in the room asked another question.

Mengge was dumbfounded on the spot. How could she know this? She and Lu Zhaohui had only been together for a few days.

"This kid was deliberately invited by his family to make things difficult for us. If you want me to see him, he can just break into the door." The uncle next to Mengge said.

When Sister Wang heard this, she hurriedly waved her hands and said, "It can't be helped. There are his family members in the house, and there are neighbors in the corridor. If this is to spread, where will we put our faces?"

The crowd in the corridor became uneasy, and the man who was the first to shout shouted: "You don't know this? I love tiger oil."

When Meng Ge heard this, his face turned red with embarrassment, and then he whispered to the room: "I love tiger oil."

"Can't hear you." The child in the room shouted.

Mengge's face turned redder, and she shouted loudly: "I love tiger oil!"

"Can you open the door now?" Meng Ge knocked on the door and asked, then stuffed the last few red envelopes in his hand.

The other side of the door.

When Li Ziyang saw the red envelope, he couldn't help but be happy, and his arms were filled with red envelopes.

"Dad, can I open the door?" Li Ziyang asked.

Outside the door, Meng Ge's uncle completely lost his patience and knocked on the door "dong dong dong": "Open the door. If you don't open the door, I will lead someone to break the door open."

(There are only three things to do. Block the door but not the heart.)

A line of prompts appears on the door frame.

In fact, Li Ran would let the door open without prompting. After all, this was just the first level.

He is here to decide Lu Zhaohui's marriage today, and he will never let the Mengge family pick him up so hastily.

"Son, open the door." Li Ran said.

After Li Ziyang opened the door, a large group of people poured in from outside.

"Where are the people? Where is the groom?"

After entering the house, Uncle Mengge looked for the groom in the house.

Inside the room, Li Ran, Su Bingyao, and Zhao Yingzhi were all sitting on the sofa, not looking at the people who entered the room.

Sister Wang walked forward with Mengge, looked around, and finally focused on the bedroom.

"He's in the back room." Sister Wang shouted.

As soon as Uncle Meng Ge heard this, he and his men were about to go up and knock on the door.

At this time, Su Bingyao stepped forward and stood in front of everyone: "How can marriage be a trivial matter? Please sit down and discuss it."

"Who are you?" Uncle Mengge shouted.

"What do you think?" Su Bingyao stood there, and the aura of the head of the family spread out.

"They are Zhaohui's brother and sister-in-law." Meng Ge said. She had heard Lu Zhaohui talk about a man named Ran Ge before, and he was obviously the man sitting on the sofa drinking tea in front of her.

The man was drinking tea with a straight face, minding his own business and turning a deaf ear, giving people a feeling that he was not easy to get in touch with.

When Uncle Mengge heard that he was a relative of Lu Zhaohui, he didn't dare to be presumptuous anymore. He pushed the matchmaker and asked her to come up with ideas.

"It turns out he's my in-laws, then... then sit down."

The matchmaker had no better idea, so she had to ask Mengge and uncle to sit down.

The neighbors who were watching the excitement all blocked the door and squeezed in, not knowing what was going on inside.

The matchmaker is very discerning. Although there are no other elders in the family, he understands that the man in front of him is in charge of the overall situation of the family.

"My dear, look, today is such a happy day. If you have anything to say, we can't wait until tomorrow." The matchmaker said with a smile.

"My brother said that this marriage cannot be concluded hastily." Zhao Yingzhi said at the side, speaking for Li Ran.

"Isn't this what we agreed on yesterday? The kid is going to get married. Today we will come to pick him up. After he picks her up, the wedding will be done. Isn't this the end? Why are you making it so complicated?" Uncle Mengge shouted.

He said with a sigh.

"Complicated?" Li Ran put down the tea cup, his eyes flashed, and he looked closely at Mengge's uncle: "Then I have to tell you what is complicated."

The three of them suddenly felt bad, and Uncle Mengge regretted that he had been such a bitch.

"It is not easy for our family to raise Zhaohui's child to such a big age. You must know that a married son is like a broken incense. Since you are getting married, you still have to talk about some etiquette. After all, this is a major event in life. How can you ignore it casually." Su Bingyao.

said.

"As the saying goes, we would rather demolish ten temples than ruin one marriage. We don't want to embarrass you. Of course, our family is not unreasonable." Li Ran glanced at the three people opposite and said, as if they were members of the family.

It's like the elders are looking at the younger ones in the family.

The matchmaker and the uncle obviously knew what was wrong, and their aura had obviously lost a lot. They didn't dare to say anything.

However, Mengge said weakly: "How should we talk about this?"

As soon as this statement came out, the matchmaker and uncle all wanted to give him a slap in the face. Once the words were spoken, they had to talk about it even if they didn't.

Li Ran smiled lightly and asked Zhao Yingzhi on the side to bring a roll of red paper: "Make a list."