Little Fatty clearly thought of himself as a one-in-a-million martial arts prodigy, the kind that could be tricked into becoming a cripple even if he met an uncle selling the Buddha's Palm for 20 yuan on the street.
Jiang He would never lie to a child. He was determined not to admit that he was his teacher.
It would be enough for him to teach Xu Qing about fist techniques and sword techniques, lest Xu Qing kept wanting to be his teacher. If they were to teach each other, they would be even. In the future, they would be on their own.
Jiang He pulled Gong Ping across the road, ignoring Little Fatty, who was calling him master, and quickly walked far away.
"Why did he call you master?" Gong Ping was curious about this question.
"Because I'm a hidden expert. I can beat up Xu Qing until he howls in pain."
"Oh ~"
Gong Ping instantly understood.
Fatty had seen Xu Qing fight before and felt that Xu Qing was a martial arts master. Then, he saw the two of them flirting and Jiang He chasing after Xu Qing to beat him up. Therefore, he wanted to take this Jiang He, who had beaten up a martial arts master to the point that he didn't dare to fight back, as his master.
What a foolish child.
Gong Ping automatically filled in the gaps between the two misunderstandings. She looked back, but Little Fatty was nowhere to be found.
The wind in March was very gentle, with a hint of coolness. It was not as cold as winter, nor was it as hot as summer.
After another month, Jiang He started to get busy. They were going to get married in early May, so there were a lot of things to prepare.
Unlike Jiang He, Xu Qing was looking forward to the wedding very much. If he didn't do it, he would feel that something was missing. After the wedding was done, everything would be fine, and the happy days would be in the future.
Thinking of the two of them getting married, Xu Qing was happy. From time to time, he would look at Jiang He with a silly smile. Jiang He felt goosebumps from his stare and couldn't help but beat him up before he calmed down.
Xu Qing was very dissatisfied with Jiang He's irascibility. "Young people are so impulsive."
"What's there to be upset about?"
"Impatient."
"I'm a thousand-year-old grandmother." Jiang He pursed his lips and lowered his head to lightly tap on the keyboard.
A certain question: "If we return to ancient times, how can we start the Industrial Revolution? "
He Miao from Kaiyuan: "First of all, it's best to meet a kind-hearted person. Otherwise, you might starve to death. Then, it's best to learn martial arts so that you can protect yourself when you're outside. Of course, it's best to sneak into a small village and settle your food and clothing problems first. Then, you can slowly plan …"
…
After enduring for a month with great difficulty.
May 8th, Yihai, Ming Tang is on duty, everything is appropriate.
The hotel was arranged by a wedding planning company. The wedding decorations were all red, with red lanterns hanging high, classic screens, antique wooden furniture, and light gauze curtains.
When discussing the requirements with the wedding planning company, Xu Qing emphasized that the wedding should be festive. Although he did not know what the wedding in ancient times was like, Jiang He had only seen it from afar and had never participated in it seriously. But he thought that it would not be like the western wedding, holding the microphone to say some sensational words and wiping tears.
Xu Qing felt that it was very awkward. It should not be a joyous day.
Before it started, Qin Maocai came early. He found Xu Wenbin and said energetically, "This is interesting, really interesting. How much will it cost? Is it expensive? "
"No, it looks gorgeous, but it's actually just that …"
"It's really fresh," Qin Maocai exclaimed. "I have never seen such a festive one. Hey, are you excited?"
"Little Qing Zi is getting married. Why should I be excited?" Xu Wenbin said disdainfully.
"Are you not happy that your son is getting married?"
"I am happy …"
Xu Wenbin pondered for a while, his feelings were complicated. In fact, when Xu Qing suddenly got the marriage certificate, he was more excited, but now …
Looking at the red venue and the Chinese-style wedding, he was inexplicably touched.
This brat, he might have been influenced by him, or he might have picked a Chinese-style wedding for him to see. He had been studying history his whole life, but this brat's wedding was a classic style.
Xu Wenbin felt that this son was not bad.
Xu Qing did not know that Xu Wenbin was inexplicably touched, but he also felt that it was interesting. The old man studied history, and he married an ancient wife.
This guy smiled at Xu Wenbin, and Xu Wenbin would misunderstand.
He was thoughtful …
Actually, that car was a little old …
There was no master of ceremonies in a Chinese-style wedding. It was a matchmaker, or a bridesmaid, who was arranged by the wedding planner. She looked festive, and her lips were specially painted bright red. She was very eloquent, and it could be felt during the pre-wedding communication. She was a professional.
Unlike ordinary weddings, there were no trivial customs such as greeting the bride, handing out red envelopes, and finding shoes. When most of the guests arrived, it was also the auspicious time, and the ceremony began. The bridesmaid came out to warm up the atmosphere.
Gong Ping sat at the table and kept looking outside. She was very curious about what Jiang He looked like when he came out today.
Wang Zijun and Qin Hao squealed and hid behind Xu Qing to criticize him.
"Groom, did you see that? This is what a groom should be. You are wearing a suit … "
"You say it as if you are not wearing clothes." Qin Hao retorted.
"Where is the bride? When is the bride coming out? "Wang Zijun watched for a long time, but still did not know what was going on.
"The bride will be brought in in a sedan chair." Xu Qing raised his head. "Hurry up and get out. I have not made my appearance yet. Go, go, go. I will show up in a while."
There was no way to ride a horse to fetch the bride in the city. Even the wedding planner could not solve this problem. Otherwise, he would have to ride a white horse and wear a big red flower to fetch Jiang He in a dignified manner.
"Pretentious."
Wang Zijun wanted to say more, but when he heard the bridesmaid announce the arrival of the bride, he quickly pulled Qin Hao to see.
The bridal sedan chair came from afar, accompanied by a cheerful and bright rhythm of musical instruments. Then, the sedan chair bearers shook the sedan chair, and the music changed. The atmosphere was instantly ignited.
It was red and lively. Jiang He sat in the sedan chair, clutching her clothes tightly. She was panicking.
So this was a wedding …
After the sedan chair shook a few times, she finally reacted. She took out a red envelope to tip the sedan chair bearers and then got off the sedan chair.
The next moment, Xu Qing smiled like a flower and came to fetch Jiang He out with a big red silk cloth.
"Damn, if I knew this would happen, I would not have driven a car!" Wang Zijun slapped his thigh. Next to him, Qin Hao rolled his eyes. This was so ordinary.
Wasn't a row of luxury cars more ostentatious than this?
Jiang He, who was covered with a red veil and wearing a dragon and phoenix gown, was pulled out by Xu Qing and led forward to step over the brazier. The brazier was not real fire, but a prop.
It only meant that if they dared to step over the real fire, the wedding planner would not dare to arrange it.
"Stay close to me."
"Not too close. I'll push you away."
The two of them whispered to each other and stepped over the brazier together. The bridesmaid applauded beside the big stage.
Xu Qing subconsciously wanted to touch her hair, but seeing that the red veil covered her tightly, he resisted.
He really got married to this ancient person from more than a thousand years ago.
That year, when Jiang He stood outside the door covered in rain, she might have come to be his wife.
In the blink of an eye, a few years had passed. Jiang He, who was secretly thinking about what to do if he felt guilty, had completely changed from the past.
She used to be stupid, but also a little clever. Her pockets were bulging. She would sneak a few glances at him and quietly run to the bathroom. After a while, she would come out with a satisfied face with hamburger crumbs at the corner of her mouth, thinking that he didn't find anything.
She would call him a lecher when he touched her face.
When she couldn't argue with him, she would clench her fists.
Xu Qing thought of the past, smiled and reminded her in a low voice, "It's time for the three bows."
The first bow was to heaven and earth, the second bow was to the parents, and the couple bowed to each other.
"Pick to the left for happiness ~ Pick to the right for riches and auspiciousness. Pick again, pick to the face of a flower and the moon …"
As the bridesmaid spoke, Xu Qing lifted the veil on Jiang He's head, revealing her carefully dressed face.
"Heroine, you're married ~"
"It's time to thank the bridesmaid." Jiang He was so nervous that her two fingers were twisted together.
What marriage? This is called marriage.
Stupid Xu Qing.
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