Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

The sword was finally handed over to Xu Qian at a high price of four million, but Xu Qian could not take the sword away for the time being. He had to wait until the auction was over before going to the backstage to swipe his card to pick up the item.

There is another treasure to be auctioned later, which is a ring ring. It is said to be the ring ring worn by Duguyu, the founding emperor of the Luo Dynasty nine hundred years ago.

More than sixty years ago, archaeologists discovered the imperial tomb of Emperor Dugu, only to find that the tomb had been looted long ago, and there were not many treasures left inside.

And this ring finger was taken from Duguyu's coffin by the tomb robbers.

The funerary objects worn by a generation of emperors were so expensive that everyone rushed to raise their placards, as if they could claim the title of king if they took a photo of that object.

Song Ci tilted her head and whispered to Han Zhan, asking him: "This is your ancestor's object, you don't want to take a picture?"

Han Zhan shook his head, his eyes indifferent, and said: "They are all external things, just let them go."

That finger ring was finally bought by an invisible rich man for 30 million. And this thing was entrusted by the tomb robbers to Tailong Auction House for auction. Tailong Auction House can make a lot of money just by taking a share.

After the auction, Song Ci sighed: "No wonder they say the Dongfang family is rich. The money comes faster than the strong wind."

Han Zhan shook his head and laughed, stood up and said, "Let's go get something."

The family of four sat downstairs for a while before going up to the third floor to collect their auction items.

The third floor is designed to be very hidden. The trading area is designed into countless small compartments. Each compartment has a direct elevator to the underground garage, and is also equipped with two professional bodyguards to protect customers.

This will prevent buyers from losing items in the auction house. But outside the auction house, whether things are kept or stolen has nothing to do with the auction house.

Song Ci and Han Zhan arrived at the third floor, checked in, and under the guidance of the waiter, walked around a winding corridor and stopped at the door of cubicle No. 12.

"Mr. Han, Mrs. Han, your treasure is inside."

Han Zhan and Song Ci entered the house, swiped their cards, and then took away the brooch and pearl necklace, as well as a cold weapon that Han Zhan had photographed.

They weren't photographing anything valuable, and they weren't worried about being robbed. Thinking that Yan Qingxiu was still on the first floor, he didn't take the direct elevator to the garage and chose to return the way he came.

A family of four walked out of the cubicle and met people from Kunlun's Xu family by chance.

Xu Qian had already obtained the long black sword. The sword was very long, about as high as his chin. His small body held the sword, which was quite unnatural.

When Xu Qian saw Han Zhan's family, he stopped and thanked them again. "Mr. Han, Mrs. Han, I want you to part ways with me."

Han Zhan hugged Han Jun and stared at the sword in Xu Qian's arms. He showed his attitude towards his peers and said to Xu Qian: "Actually, we are not interested in this sword. It was my daughter who took a liking to it at first sight. My daughter It’s rare that I come across something I like, and it’s rare that I fall in love with it, so I follow the bidding.”

"But I think it would be more suitable for this sword to follow Young Master Xu than to follow our Junjun." Xu Qian is from the Xu family in Kunlun. He went out with his father to slay demons and catch ghosts for salvation at a young age, so he needed a sword. .

Hearing Han Zhan's words, Xu Qian glanced at the little girl in his arms. Han Jun looked at the sword in Xu Qian's arms longingly. She really liked that sword and couldn't bear to let Xu Qian take it away.

She didn't know what presumptuousness meant, so she just said what was on her mind. "I want to touch it." Han Jun thought, and was satisfied to be able to touch it.

Han Zhan immediately turned cold and said to Han Jun half-warning, half-reminding: "Junjun, don't be rude."

Han Jun didn't know where she was being rude, but she still closed her mouth, retracted her outstretched hand, and hugged Han Zhan's neck instead.

Xu Qian pondered for a moment, then raised his right hand and handed the sword to Han Zhan and Han Jun. He said to Han Jun: "Let me touch it for you."

Han Jun immediately slipped out of Han Zhan's arms.

She was not as tall as the sword. She hugged the sword carefully and found that the scabbard was very cold. She shivered but was reluctant to let go.

Xu Qian told her: "This sword is very cold." It was like it had just been taken out of the refrigerator.

Han Jun blinked, held the hilt of the sword with her little hand, and asked Xu Qian, "Can I see inside?" She wanted to see the sword body inside.

Xu Qian frowned and said, "If you can't do it, you can't draw this sword at all."

Before Xu Qian finished speaking, he saw Han Jun holding the hilt of the sword, gritting his teeth and pulling it upward with great effort! Suddenly, a bloody light flashed, and a blood-like black iron sword was unsheathed!

Xu Qian's pupils narrowed.

Behind him, Han Zhan and Song Ci also looked at Han Jun in surprise.

Han Jun was weak, and the sword lost strength after being drawn for a while. As soon as she let go of her little hand, the sword immediately hit the ground, and was about to hit Han Jun's little feet.

Xu Qian suddenly stretched out his hands to catch the sword. He held the sword and looked at Han Jun with a complicated expression.

Han Jun was puzzled by Xu Qian.

Xu Qian held the sword upright in his arms, stared at Han Jun's slapped face for a moment, and suddenly asked her: "What's your name?"

Han Jun: "Junjun."

Han Zhan told Xu Qian, "She is my second daughter, named Han Jun."

Xu Qian took a deep look at Han Jun, then nodded and said to Han Zhan and the others: "Mr. Han, I'll take my leave now."

Xu Qian was holding his sword and was about to leave. Han Zhan said to his back: "Send hello to your father for me. The family ancestral hall has been built. I wanted to invite your father to come and support me, but your father is busy with work, so I won't trouble him. "

Xu Qian paused slightly, turned slightly sideways, and asked, "When will the ancestral hall be opened?"

Han Zhan responded: "The twelfth lunar month."

"I will tell my father."

Xu Qian left with his attendants. Song Ci stared at the direction they left and said to Han Zhan: "How old is this little guy? Why does he talk like an adult? It's quite interesting."

Han Zhan said: "Don't treat him like a child, this child is extraordinary."

Song Ci naturally knew that Xu Qian was unusual, but he felt that an eight-year-old child was too mature, less childish, and unlovable.

"Let's go back and rest early. Wangwang's wedding is coming soon. I have to ask the warehouse manager tomorrow if the dowry we have prepared for her has been collected."

Han Wangwang had always been the little princess of the Han family, a proud daughter of heaven. It was not until the birth of Han Miao and Han Jun that the situation changed.

Although Han Zhan is only Han Wangwang's younger cousin, he is no different from his biological uncle. Han Wangwang was getting married, and Han Zhan, as his uncle, naturally had to express his feelings. Together, the couple decided to prepare a generous dowry for Han Wangwang.

"Okay, let's go back."

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On the other side, Xu Qian got into the car with Gui Yijian in his arms. The bodyguard looked at him sideways, as if he had something to say. I also knew that the young master was not a talkative person, so I saw that he was a little sleepy, so I endured it all the way.

Back at the hotel, Xu Qian walked into the room and saw his father Xu Yan.

On weekdays, when he goes out to pick up jobs, Xu Yan always wears cotton and linen shirts and carries a mahogany sword on his back, which makes him look like a profound master.

But at this moment, there was no one else in the hotel, so Xu Yan returned to his true nature, wearing boxer briefs and a bathrobe. The hotel had heating, so he didn't wear the belt of his bathrobe. He was sitting on the carpet at the end of the bed with his bathrobe wide open, watching TV.

Hearing the sound of Xu Qian entering the room, Xu Yan asked without raising his head: "Did you capture anything?"

Xu Qian hummed, then took off his thick coat, put on a knitted sweater, walked to the waiter's table and took a sip of hot tea.

He put down the tea cup and looked back at the TV screen. He saw his father watching "E.T." again. He couldn't help but said, "E.T. doesn't look like this."

Xu Yan rolled his eyes and asked his son: "Have you seen aliens? Tell me, what do aliens look like?"

Xu Qian remained silent.

Xu Yan added: "Dad liked to watch this movie the most when he was a child, but your grandpa didn't allow me to watch it, saying that watching the movie would delay my practice. Good guy, now that I'm in charge of the Xu family, your grandpa finally doesn't care about me. Why? , I still need to be disciplined by you?"

After hearing his father's words, Xu Qian realized that children should not be suppressed too hard when they were young, otherwise they will rebound violently when they grow up.

His father is a living example.

Xu Qian went to take a shower. After taking a shower, he went to bed wearing his own long-sleeved and long-trousers pajamas. He lay on the bed obediently and turned off the lights in the room. He heard Xu Yan say: "Turn on the lights. Watching TV with the lights off hurts your eyes!"

Xu Qian: "Sleeping with the light on will lead to premature maturity. You should think about your son."

Xu Yan suspected that Xu Qian was lying to him. He said, "Who did you listen to? Are you deceiving me?"

Xu Qian said: "When I was a child, I was afraid of the dark and wanted to turn on the light to sleep. That's what you told me."

Xu Yan: "Is there any?"

Xu Qian was too lazy to pay attention to him.

Xu Yan no longer insisted on turning on the light, so he squinted his eyes like a TV addict, staring at the TV eagerly. Seeing the touching plot, I couldn't help but wipe my tears.

Xu Qian heard the sound of his father taking out paper to wipe his nose. He couldn't sleep, so he opened his eyes and said, "Father, the Han family ancestral hall has been completed and will be officially opened on the 12th day of the twelfth lunar month. I would like to invite you to come and have a meal." meal."

After hearing this, Xu Yan asked without hesitation: "Are you rich?" If you have money, go, but if you don't have money, don't go. The Xu family in Kunlun is such a snobbery.

Xu Qian was choked and didn't speak for a while.

After a while, he said: "The second daughter of the Han family opened the Gui Yi Sword today."

Xu Yan turned his head suddenly, stared at his son who was sleeping obediently, and asked in surprise: "Are you serious?"

Xu Qian nodded.

Xu Yan fell silent and stopped talking.

Gui Yi Sword is actually an heirloom sword of the Kunlun Xu family. It has spirituality and recognizes its owner. Six hundred years ago, the founder of the Xu family in Kunlun made a rule before his death. If he met a woman who could successfully unsheath the Gui Yi sword, he would marry that woman and become the mistress of the Xu family.

My ancestor never got married in his life because he never met such a woman until his death.

In fact, no one has long taken the rules set by the founder of the mountain seriously before his death. Because in this world, the only person who has ever truly used the Gui Yi Sword is the founder.

Before his death, the founder of the mountain gave the Gui Yijian sword to his only disciple, the second generation head of the family. But the head of the family did not get the approval of Gui Yijian, and he could not unsheath the Gui Yijian at all.

This is why history books always mention that when the second-generation ancestor was mentioned, he would carry a sword on his back when going out, but he never drew the sword. At that time, people were still speculating that if the sword did not come out of its sheath, the whole world would be in great misfortune.

But the truth is actually very simple. It is not easy for the second-generation family leader to draw the sword. In fact, he cannot draw the sword at all!

The second-generation head of the family died unexpectedly while fighting demons in the Western Regions, and Gui Yijian's whereabouts also disappeared. Therefore, six hundred years have passed, and the Xu family no longer takes this rule seriously.

So after Xu Yan heard Xu Qian's words, his first reaction was surprise.

When he saw Xu Qian nodded, he immediately exclaimed: "Holy crap! So, apart from our ancestors, there are really people who can successfully pull out the Gui Yi Sword!"

"Son, can you pull out this sword?" Xu Yan stood up, picked up the sword, handed it to the bed, and asked Xu Qian to pull out the sword for him during the performance.

"Boring." Xu Qian rolled his eyes helplessly, then sat up, took the sword, and pulled it out without much effort.

As soon as the blood-red slender sword appeared, the air in the entire room seemed to become dry and thin.

There's something evil about that sword, it seems to be able to suck the heat out of the air.

Xu Qian also noticed it. He closed the Gui Yijian again, threw it to Xu Yan, and said, "Try it yourself." Xu Qian believed that every head and heir of the Xu family could draw the Gui Yijian.

With a pious heart, Xu Yan grasped the hilt of the sword with his right hand and pulled it outward.

Um?

No movement!

Xu Yan didn't believe it and tried again. This time the Gui Yijian still didn't respond.

Xu Yan blushed.

Xu Qian also showed a strange expression. He looked at his father suspiciously, thinking that Xu Yan was making a fool of himself. Xu Qian couldn't help but ask: "Father, are you teasing me on purpose?"

Xu Yan shook his head, his handsome uncle's face turned red, and he said very decadently: "This thing really recognizes people. He recognizes you but not me." After saying that, Xu Yan felt sour in his heart and muttered: "I've never seen such a blind person. He recognizes his son, why not me?"

Xu Qian thought this was very evil.

He sat up, holding the Guiyi Sword in his arms, and said thoughtfully: "The founder of the mountain can open the Guiyi Sword, but the second-generation head of the family cannot. I can open the Guiyi Sword, but my father cannot."

Xu Yan hoped that his son could guess the truth about how Gui Yijian treated people differently. He asked curiously: "Then why do you think Gui Yijian treats people differently?"

Xu Qian touched the sword with his fingers before he came to a conclusion seriously and said: "Perhaps the condition for becoming the owner of a sword is not based on ability, but on character."

Xu Yan: "."

Is there anyone who scolds his own father in such a roundabout way?

Xu Qian reminded Xu Yan: "Remember to go to Han's house for dinner on the twelfth lunar month."

Xu Yan didn't come back to his senses and muttered in disgust: "Do you know how valuable my time is? I pay by the second!"

Xu Qian reminded him: "You must listen to the ancestral teachings. The Han family is your future in-laws." Xu Qian told his father: "Now you are showing off in front of your in-laws, but when it comes time to discuss marriage, you will have to kneel down." Become someone’s grandson.”

Xu Yan twitched, "You little kid are not ashamed to say this."

Xu Qian remained silent.

To be honest, he was only eight years old and had not yet understood feelings. He had no other thoughts about Han Jun. He simply thought that the founder of the mountain was a god and he should listen to his ancestral precepts.

So, from now on, the second young lady of the Han family will be his child bride.

When Xu Yan saw his son deciding his life-long affairs so hastily, he thought to himself that you are really a big fan of his ancestors. He couldn't help but curiously asked: "Is the second young lady of the Han family good-looking?"

Xu Qian thought of Han Jun and said, "I forgot what she looks like, but she is very good at playing Rubik's Cube."

Hearing this, Xu Yan felt that the world was unfair.

Xu Qian didn't even remember what the other girl's doll looked like. He only remembered that the other party knew how to play with the Rubik's Cube. This would be his life. But God favored him and gave him a wife.

Xu Yan couldn't help but feel sad when he thought about the hard years he had spent pursuing Xu Qian.

Same roots, same surname, different destiny! -

The weather is getting colder and colder, and it’s the twelfth lunar month in a blink of an eye.

By the twelfth lunar month, the atmosphere in the Han family became joyful.

The news that Han Yueyun was going to marry his daughter had long been spread, and it happened that Han Yueyun had been transferred to Gaosheng. He would have to leave for Kyoto in the next year, and he would make great achievements in Kyoto.

Double happiness is coming, how can the Han family not be lively?

Han Wangwang and Jiang Zhen's wedding was scheduled for the sixth day of the twelfth lunar month. Han Wangwang was marrying far away, so the wedding banquet for his daughter had to be held on the fifth day of the twelfth lunar month.

According to the custom of marrying off a daughter in Shunchen City, if the Han family marries a daughter on the fifth day of the lunar month, the banquet will begin on the night of the fourth day of the lunar month. On the morning of the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, the groom's wedding team must arrive at the bride's house and pick up the bride. This is considered as marrying off the daughter.

Both Han Zhan and Song Ci had to give gifts. Early on the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, the family arrived in Shunchen City to attend the wedding banquet. On this day, both Han Yueyun and Lin Jiao'e were dressed quite grandly.

Han Yueyun put on a smoky gray three-piece suit tailored for him, with a vest and shirt as a base, and a fireworks on his chest. The light-colored suit hid his serious and iron-blooded side to a certain extent, revealing some softness.

On the day of his daughter's wedding, no matter how strict his father was, he felt reluctant to give up.

Lin Jiao'e wore a light blue dress with a pure white woolen coat to keep out the cold. There was a red firework on the chest. She was dressed grandly and smiled at everyone she met, beaming with joy.

At the dinner party the night before, Han Wangwang, as the bride-to-be, had to go out to meet the guests, and she also had to serve tea to every distinguished guest who came to the wedding banquet. This was a sign of the care and attention that her relatives and uncles had given her over the years.

After serving tea, the guests will put something with good meaning in the tea cup. A peanut for a child means that the bride will have a baby early, and a flower means that the bride will always be as beautiful as a flower.

Most adults give less expensive gifts, such as earrings, bracelets or red envelopes.

After serving the tea, after waiting for more than ten minutes, Han Wangwang had to come out and take away the teacup. No matter what everyone puts in the tea cup, as long as it has a good meaning, she will say thank you.

Receiving Song Ci's table, Han Wangwang saw a long gift box on Song Ci's cup. The box contained the pearl necklace that Song Ci had bought at the auction a few days ago.

In Han Zhan's cup, there were two gold bars.

Han Wangwang looked at those things, dumbfounded and moved. "Little cousin, little cousin, I love you!" Before it was time to get married, Han Wangwang couldn't help crying.

When Han Zhan heard Han Wangwang's choked voice, he felt sad when he thought about his daughter getting married in the future, and then his eyes turned red.

But Han Zhan soon regained his mood and said to Han Wangwang: "Go and greet others. We are a family. You don't have to be polite."

"Um."

Song Ci stared at Han Wangwang's busy figure and sighed: "Now I still clearly remember the scene when I met Wangwang for the first time. She had a full head of dreadlocks and was wearing a nightclub hip-hop style jacket, with words written all over her body. 'I am very rebellious'. In the blink of an eye, all the little girls are getting married."

Han Zhan thought of something more interesting, laughed, and said, "You still regarded Wangwang as my romantic partner at that time, remember?"

Song Ci blushed at Han Zhan's annoyance, "Don't say it."

After the dinner, Han Zhan took Song Ci to visit Mr. Chen. After the old man suffered a stroke that year, he was cured by Mo Fengying of the Mo family. Now he is taking good care of himself and is recovering well.

After staying at the old man's house until nine o'clock, they returned to the hotel to rest. Early the next morning, Song Ci and Han Zhan got up early and went to Han Yueyun's house with their children in their arms.

Almost all the relatives have arrived and are having breakfast.

After breakfast, I didn't wait long when I received a call saying that the wedding team had arrived in Shunchen City and was on its way to the Han family.

Hearing that the groom was coming, a group of relatives immediately became busy. Some were busy preparing benches to block the door, while others began to prepare props to make things difficult for Jiang Zhen.

Han Wangwang stayed in the room, wearing a veil. When he heard the movement downstairs, he asked Song Ci: "Little cousin, you said that if they made things difficult too much and Jiang Zhen turned around and went back, wouldn't I be successful?" Got a joke?"

Han Wangwang was nervous before the marriage and began to think wildly. One moment he thought Jiang Zhen would regret the marriage, and the next moment he thought it was all a dream.

Song Ci was amused by Han Wangwang's words. She teased Han Wangwang: "If he really goes back, then I will go to Wangdongcheng and beat him up, and then introduce you to someone more handsome! Look, what about our Mr. President?" , he is still single now."

Han Wangwang hurriedly said, "Little cousin, just shut up."

Seeing that Han Wangwang was getting angry again, Song Ci laughed softly.

She walked to Han Wangwang and sat down, held Han Wangwang's hand, and told her: "It's normal to be nervous before marriage. Wangwang, Jiang Zhen is a good man, and you are also a good girl. You are getting married because of love. This is nothing compared to Those couples who simply stay married for the rest of their lives are much better off."

"I know that going from an innocent little girl to a woman overnight is really something that people cannot adapt to. But as long as you think about it, you will be able to spend the rest of your life with the one you love most. When people live together, these discomforts and tensions will disappear."

Han Wangwang was told exactly what was on his mind by Song Ci. She held Song Ci's hand and said, "I'm just a little scared. It would be great if every couple was like you and your little cousin. But I also I’m afraid, I’m a lawyer, and couples come to us every day to file divorce lawsuits. After getting to know each other, you will find that many couples who are now strongly demanding divorce were once lovers who had vowed to each other vigorously. Look at Li Li and Su Beibei. "

Song Ci tapped Han Wangwang's nose and said, "Thinking again! Beibei divorced Li Li because Aunt Li was causing trouble. After you marry Jiang Zhen, you will be the mistress of the Jiang family. It’s all up to you, what could happen?”

"You look like a blessed person. Everything will go smoothly in your life, both in your relationship and in your career."

Han Wangwang felt a little more relieved after hearing Song Ci's words.

While the two were talking, they heard the sound of electronic firecrackers outside the door.

Nowadays, fireworks and firecrackers are banned across the country, and this government compound cannot take the lead in violating the rules. Therefore, on a big day like a wedding, electronic firecrackers can only be used instead.

Han Wangwang subconsciously wanted to get up and go to the window, but Song Ci grabbed him. "You are the bride, please be more reserved!"

Han Wangwang was wearing socks and cotton shoes at the moment. The high heels were hidden by Song Ci and Jiang Zhen would have to find them later. She stomped the cotton shoes on her feet and said impatiently: "I haven't seen him for several days, so I just took a look at him from the window."

"no!"

Song Ci grabbed Han Wangwang and said, "Let me take a look for you."

Song Ci walked to the window and took a video with her mobile phone to show Han Wangwang. Han Wangwang watched the video and saw that Jiang Zhen and the groomsmen were blocked outside the door by relatives and friends to make things difficult for him. He was blocked by others and could not see clearly at all.

"Forget it, I won't watch anymore."

Han Wangwang put down his cell phone and waited quietly for Jiang Zhen to marry her.

Downstairs, Jiang Zhen and the best man were stopped outside.

There are five long benches blocking the entrance of the Han family. They are old-fashioned solid wood benches. They don’t know where they got them.

Han Yueyun's subordinates said to Jiang Zhen: "Xiao Jiang, these five benches in front of you are the levels we set for you. Every time you pass a level, we will remove one bench."

"Hey, I failed to clear the customs and delayed the auspicious time to marry the bride, so don't blame me."

Jiang Zhen knew that welcoming a bride was not that easy.

He glanced upstairs and saw that Han Wangwang's window was open, but there was no one in sight. Then he lowered his head and said, "Okay, Uncle Zhang, if you have any questions, just ask them."

Uncle Zhang looked at his watch and said to Jiang Zhen: "What kind of dinosaur has a sail on its back?"

Jiang Zhen: "?"

What?

What the hell?

Jiang Zhen's life was miserable when he was a child. He couldn't even have enough to eat. He never had the chance to read a book or cartoon about dinosaurs.

Later, when he grew up, he was busy opening a company to make money and taking revenge, and he was completely uninterested in creatures like dinosaurs.

Therefore, Jiang Zhen couldn't tell the answer to this very simple question for children.

Just as the groomsmen behind Jiang Zhen were about to speak, they heard Uncle Zhang say: "Hey! You can't remind us. We won't evacuate this bench if we remind you."

Jiang Zhen immediately admitted defeat and said, "Uncle Zhang, I really don't know this. How about you give me some punishment and remove this bench?"

Seeing Jiang Zhen's sincere attitude, Uncle Zhang nodded in agreement.

A group of little boys watching the excitement stuck out their tongues and said to Jiang Zhen with a smile: "The groom is so stupid! It's a Spinosaurus!"

Jiang Zhen also blushed a little after being teased by a group of brats as being 'stupid'.

"Here, drink a glass of water." Uncle Zhang handed Jiang Zhen a glass of water that had been prepared long ago.

As soon as Jiang Zhen took the water glass, he smelled the sour smell in the glass. He took a sip and was suddenly sore that he was alerted.

This thing

Jiang Zhen asked Uncle Zhang with a strange look on his face: "Uncle Zhang, is this lemon juice?"

Uncle Zhang laughed and admitted readily, "Yes, it takes six lemons to squeeze out such a glass of water. Xiao Jiang, if you want us to remove the bench, you have to show your sincerity."

Jiang Zhen was mentally prepared, then closed his eyes and drank the glass of lemon juice.

Seeing him drink as he asked, the groomsmen behind him all bared their teeth and felt their whole mouths were sore. Jiang Zhen put down the cup, his brows and nose wrinkled.

He stood there and took a moment to recover. Jiang Zhen's mouth was already sore and bitter, but he still had to smile and say to Uncle Zhang and the others: "Uncle Zhang, please remove the bench."

Uncle Zhang said: "Xiaojiang, please be kind to Girl Xi in the future. If you make her suffer and let her down, her heart will be as sour as the lemon juice you drank."

Jiang Zhen understood what Uncle Zhang meant, and he promised: "Uncle Zhang, don't worry. From now on, I will eat the sour and bitter ones, and give her the sweet ones."

A woman behind smiled and said, "It's quite sweet."

Jiang Zhen said without conscience: "It's sweeter than lemon."

Everyone: "."

Sweet hammer!

Uncle Zhang removed the bench and asked a second question.

"Second question, which three animals are the tallest when combined?"

Jiang Zhen: "."

What are these problems?

Jiang Zhen thought for a while and asked hesitantly: "Giraffe?"

Uncle Zhang: "Wrong!"

Jiang Zhen asked shamelessly: "What is the correct answer?"

Uncle Zhang: "Pig, she-wolf, wasp!"

Jiang Zhen: "."

God fucking Everest!

"I surrender."

Uncle Zhang asked the lady next to him to prepare hair removal strips in advance and said to Jiang Zhen: "Pull up your trouser legs!"

Jiang Zhen honestly lifted up his trouser legs, and Uncle Zhang put the hair removal patch on Jiang Zhen's legs, and then ripped it off mercilessly!

Jiang Zhen shivered again.

"The third question is, where is the biggest part of your mother-in-law's body?" This is a trap, and many people tend to answer it wrong.

Jiang Zhen answered quickly this time: "Be broad-minded!"

Uncle Zhang glanced at him in surprise, and then snorted: "My brain is quite bright."

"The fourth question is, who is the blackest person in your father-in-law?"

These two questions are connected together. If you meet a clumsy person, you may open your mouth and answer: The blackest heart! But Jiang Zhen had a clear mind, and he said without thinking: "The hair is the blackest!"

Han Yueyun, who was standing at the back of the crowd, subconsciously touched his blue-black hair and said to himself that this hair dye was really good, and it looked very natural after dyeing it.

"The fifth question is, your mother-in-law and your daughter-in-law fell into the water at the same time. Who did you save?"

Jiang Zhen continued to be speechless.

He avoided the question of who would you save if your mother and your daughter-in-law fell into the water at the same time, but he did not escape the question of who would you save if your mother-in-law and your daughter-in-law fell into the water at the same time.

After Uncle Zhang asked, he looked at Jiang Zhen quite proudly.

No one can answer this question at all.

No matter how you answer, it's all wrong.

But after Jiang Zhen was silent for a few seconds, he said: "My wife."

Uncle Zhang looked at him with squinted eyes, and said with a meaningful threat: "Boy, have you thought clearly? You said the wrong thing, be careful of getting beaten."

Jiang Zhen showed a wise smile and said, "My father-in-law is physically strong and can fly and dive. My mother-in-law has no role in saving her."

Uncle Zhang: "."

As expected of a businessman, this flattery is just a good shot.

There is no second update. The title says one because I can’t finish the wedding in one chapter.