The solar system is broken

The writer looked in front of him doubtfully, where there were layers of silhouettes.

Firecrackers were in a mess, and golden lions flashed back and forth among the figures.

The road was also blocked, and a group of men and women slowly walked across the red carpet.

The plates at the banquet were clinking and it was very lively.

"festival?"

The writer was curious for a moment, so he went up. However, he saw the red double happiness only stuck on the door.

It turned out to be a wedding.

An old man in Tang suit stood at the door, smiling and bowing his hands, "Dear guests, the dog is very happy. Please sit inside to see me."

Moreover ~ besides ~

The copper bowl was beating very fast, and the firecrackers exploded all over the floor. Red, red, and white decorated the red carpet.

It was an old-style Chinese wedding, with a big banquet held in honor of the neighbors.

This is the first time the writer has seen this world.

Gurgling~ My stomach is ringing.

Otherwise... I became interested for a moment and walked inside excitedly.

Naturally, there was a concierge at the door who kept track of the money, and a young man was singing a salute there.

The writer took a 100 green coin from his arms and gently handed it to him.

The concierge was stunned and looked up at the writer, "Sir, what's your surname?"

"Han Lin~" The writer didn't say his real name either.

"Okay," the accounting clerk picked up the writing brush and wrote the words "Han Lin" and 100 coins on the gift book.

"Mr. Han, 100 coins."

The audience was amazed.

100 coins is not a small amount. These relatives only give 10 to 50 coins. One hundred coins is almost equal to one month's salary.

Uh, I gave you too much. It's a bit ostentatious.

But it seems a bit inappropriate to go back,

"Take your seat~"

A young girl came over and invited the writer to sit down.

This is a Chinese-style restaurant, decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, and it is very prosperous.

The rafters of that room were also knotted with red silk.

The decoration is very thoughtful, but not too luxurious.

The so-called "top seat" just means being at the front, there is no difference.

There were two people sitting on the huge round table.

An old man with sparse vegetation on his head and dense chin. He was holding a cane in his hand.

A young man with big eyes and head turned back, his eyes full of contempt.

The writer slowly put the black bag under the corner of the table and held the walking stick in his hand. The attendant came to pick up the writer but did not give it to him.

The wedding band played music on the stage, which was very fierce.

The young man looked at the writer with doubts in his eyes.

The writer's upper body suit is made of excellent material, but the cut is inappropriate and too big.

It's not the writer's fault. The clothes he took were the clothes of the butler Fu Bo. It's strange that Fu Bo didn't have a big circle. Naturally, they didn't fit.

The crutch in his hand was also polished from precious wood and coated with a thin layer of paint. It was very smooth but still looked new.

Unlike his high-end decoration, the writer sat down and ate like crazy.

The writer got up early and left without eating breakfast at all. It was understandable that he was hungry.

But in the eyes of young people, they become paupers cheating on food and drink.

As expected, I have a little more contempt for the writer.

Holding the wine glass gently, he drank a little while looking askance at the writer.

The writer ignored him and just ate there...

The three people at the table were each doing their own thing. They didn't talk to each other and they didn't know each other.

Visitors came one after another, and the small hotel was packed to capacity.

There was no one at the table.

The old man in Tang suit greeted the guests from all directions, and the wedding began soon.

However, there is no such thing as worshiping heaven and earth as in the TV series. Married men and women also openly come out with wine glasses to toast to each table.

The first thing to do is to serve it.

The groom held the wine glass and the bride held the wine flask, then they went up to the altar.

The old man stood up tremblingly on crutches and took the wine glass.

"Nephew Mu Xian, you are very proud now~" The old man smiled broadly, and it was obvious that he was sincere.

"Grandpa, thank you very much." The groom shook his head in embarrassment, his dark face looking a bit embarrassed.

"Don't be modest. Now that you have entered General Huo's shogunate, it can be said that your career is not far away."

"Drink, brother," the old man in Tang suit raised his glass and said with a smile to the old man.

Huo Shan? Staff?

As an important figure in the hawks, Huo Shan has always treated everyone with a tough attitude.

No wonder no one came to this man's wedding, and there were only three people present.

"A happy marriage for a hundred years!"

"Grandpa eats well and drinks well~"

The old man sat down with a smile.

When the second person arrived, the young man picked up the wine glass with a smile.

Two young men with hard smiles on their faces, they were at least a little bit hostile.

"Why don't you welcome me?"

"Welcome to the doves!" the groom drank.

It turns out that this person is a moderate, so it is natural that the two of them have some difficulty getting along.

But the old man turned the young man around and said to the young man with an apologetic smile, "Don't be angry, Nephew Wang, he is just like this."

As he said this, he clinked his glasses. Unfortunately, the young man named Wang didn't appreciate it very much.

He glanced sideways at the bride, who lowered her head, not daring to look at this man's eyes.

Obviously this is an emotional epic drama.

"The bride is very beautiful," the young man smiled evilly, "I did it!"

The bride's face immediately turned red, the groom's face turned dark, and the wine glass in his hand rattled.

But the old man pulled the groom, motioning him not to move, and left.

Then he walked up to the writer who was very troubled.

"You are..." The old man naturally didn't know the writer.

The groom was also confused and glanced at the bride, who shook her head wildly.

"Uh... I'm a friend of General Huo, and I'm here to raid the formation for you," the lie came out of his mouth.

His eyes drifted to the man named Wang.

A person who makes trouble at other people's weddings is usually not open-minded and has some problems.

The writer is not dishonest, and I won’t see him again in the future anyway.

"It turns out you are a friend of the general," the old man's eyes became a little softer, "What's your surname?"

"No need to pay, Han." The writer cupped his hands and spoke pleasantly while holding the wine glass.

"Mr. Han."

The writer was stunned, not knowing what to say?

"General, do you have any words..."

The writer immediately understood that this was a congratulatory message.

What are you talking about? It's too low-key, and it will bring shame on Huo Shan.

"The Buddha said you are husband and wife."

The old man nodded.

Buddha said, this time you will become taller.

"Neither husband nor wife".

The old man's face suddenly changed. This was a rhythm that was going to ruin the scene.

"Hence the name couple".

The old man was confused.

The groom was also confused, as he obviously had not read the Diamond Sutra.

This is the meaning of three sentences in Buddhism.

Husband and wife are not husband and wife. The name "husband and wife" means that husband and wife are illusory and unreal. They are just called husband and wife.

The Buddha said that you are husband and wife. You were not husband and wife originally, but through the practice of love, you became husband and wife.

Bang bang bang ~ applause.

"The general is a talented person~"

The writer sighed in his heart, fortunately I read some books, otherwise I would be in trouble.

But everyone knows that this sentence was thought by the writer and probably has nothing to do with Huo Shan.

The old man took another look at the writer and saw that he was a special young man.