Three Hundred and Thirty-One, the Love of Firewood, Rice, Oil, Salt, Sauce, Vinegar and Tea

"Xiao Chen, the bride is quite beautiful."

Wang Zibo didn't dare to be Ximen Qing. He just felt that a beautiful girl like the bride would not pursue too many boys in college. But when she found such a partner, she felt like she had nowhere to put her heart.

"It's beautiful indeed."

Chen Hansheng almost took out Shang Yanyan, the measurement unit of "appearance" again, but thought that Wang Zibo was not familiar with Shang Yanyan, so he gave up the idea.

"Zi Bo, if you pay attention, the genes of this village are very good. Not to mention the young Shen Youchu and the bride, or even the young Aning, in fact, the young wives who have just been married a few years ago are also very beautiful."

Wang Zibo had been acting like a "top student" just now, and now he took advantage of the excitement to look up and observe. Sure enough, although the young women in the room were all wearing hand-sewn cotton jackets, the bulges were a bit earthy, but one look at their faces , I wish I could spend money to buy some new clothes for them to dress up. .

In addition, judging from the wrists and neck, the figure is not fat, but their husbands always look stupid.

The more Wang Zibo looked at it, the more troubled he felt, and he couldn't help but say: "The groom is not worthy of the bride."

Men are sometimes very strange. Although Wang Zibo felt that his best friend was holding on to both Xiao Rongyu and Shen Youchu at the same time, this behavior was too much.

If someone says to Wang Zibo: "Chen Hansheng is unfaithful in love and is fickle. Don't be friends with him."

Wang Zibo will definitely think this person is a fool.

If you ask Wang Zibo to be friends with this groom, and tell him: "Although this groom is sloppy and has no ability, he is very loyal to love. You should be friends with him."

Wang Zibo must have ignored him.

Hearing Wang Zibo directly express his views on the newlyweds, Chen Hansheng frowned: "It's not you who has the final say whether they are worthy or not. Even if it is really inappropriate, there is no need to say it at other people's weddings."

"I'm just complaining to you."

Wang Zibo said in a low voice: "You used to watch TV shows and see the beautiful hosts and want to marry them. I went to the wedding and thought the bride was beautiful, but I thought it would be inappropriate to put a flower on cow dung."

"Ok, Ok."

Chen Hansheng smiled and said, "Then you might as well stay.

Shen Youchu also has several cousins ​​who are not married. They would be very happy if they found a college student as their husband. "

"Whatever you provoke is not impossible."

Wang Zibo replied dissatisfied.

Chen Hansheng looked at Wang Zibo's angry face and said with a smile: "Let me guess what you are thinking now. Do you feel that it is too bad to find Huang Hui? She is not very beautiful, she also likes to spend money, and we lived together before..." ····”

"What nonsense are you talking about? Sister Xiaohui is a college graduate. Our three views are consistent when we are together, and we have topics to talk about, which makes us feel happier mentally."

Wang Zibo would not admit that he had a thought of comparison in his mind just now, but it was immediately caught by Chen Hansheng.

"Awesome, shocked, terrified."

Chen Hansheng first gave a thumbs up, then shook his head and said: "Actually, I have always felt that the three views are too illusory, and I don't quite understand the meaning."

They are blowing water here, and the wedding is still going on over there. It seems that the process of having a wedding banquet is similar across the country. The host family is the busiest, and the people who follow the party eat and chat separately. Of course, relatives who are very close to each other will still go to help. .

For example, Shen Youchu and several girls have taken the initiative to clean up the firecracker debris outside.

"What's so difficult to understand? The literal meaning of Sanguan is the same world view, values ​​and outlook on life, so that lovers can live together for a lifetime."

Wang Zibo continued the topic just now, and rarely found something that Chen Hansheng didn't understand.

Chen Hansheng thought for a while: "I still think the term "three views" is too Westernized and too arrogant. In my eyes, the lives of Lao Chen and Queen Mother Liang are quite good. They have ordinary firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea. According to your In other words, Lao Chen and Empress Dowager Liang’s views are almost completely different, but it does not affect their marriage and children, their raising of me, and their growing old together.”

"Zi Bo, we are all ordinary people."

Chen Hansheng stomped his feet so hard that the dust on the ground rose up: "You can stand upright, you can be cunning and insidious, you can be an honest young man, or you can not say a word of truth, but you must not float, float. People who do this are just lying to themselves.”

"Huang Hui is like this, the most boring person."

"Don't always use her as an example."

Wang Zibo was very impressed by what he heard and said unhappily.

"I can't help it. She is the most pretentious person around me, but she is still your girlfriend."

Chen Hansheng smiled "hehe": "You really don't understand, then think about the life of your parents. In the winter when we were in elementary school, it was so cold outside that ice slag fell. Uncle Wang and Aunt Lu even went to the street to sell pickles. You let 'San Guan Nvxia Huang Hui come over and give it a try?"

"tui."

Chen Hansheng stopped the chat with a disdainful tone, picked up the bowl and filled it with wine.

Wang Zibo asked: "What are you going to do?"

Chen Hansheng raised his chin: "The groom's brother is getting drunk. I'll stop him from drinking."

Wang Zibo raised his head. The stupid groom's face was red from drinking. The collar of his cheap suit was soaked through. His steps were swaying and he could no longer hold on.

"Forget it, you and he don't know each other, why are you doing this?"

Wang Zibo dissuaded.

"That's the difference between you and me."

Chen Hansheng patted Wang Zibo on the head: "You are mean when you should be putting on airs, you are self-respecting when you should be happy and casual, you stand aside when you should be helping, and you are soft-hearted when you should be indifferent."

"Hold!"

Wang Zibo was unhappy, so he picked up the bowl and poured half of it, but was stopped by Chen Hansheng.

"You are not allowed to drink it. This fruit wine has too much stamina. I think I will get drunk."

Chen Hansheng poured half of the bowl of wine that Wang Zibo had just poured into his own bowl: "I weigh more than 100 kilograms. Shen Youchu and the little girl can't move it. You have to help me go back."

After Chen Hansheng finished speaking, he walked directly to the crowd with a bowl of wine, pushed away a few relatives who were besieging the groom, and said loudly: "Whoever bullies my brother, the groom's officer, doesn't want more people to bully less people, come on, come on, let's put him first Mom, drink two bowls."

"College brother."

The groom was young and was blocked in a corner drinking. When he saw someone speaking up to defend him, it was the young man who had helped him in the morning. He was so moved that he almost cried.

Chen Hansheng's voice was loud and could be heard both inside and outside the house. Shen Youchu, who was sweeping the floor, also straightened up and found that Chen Hansheng was drinking with other relatives.

"good!"

Amid the applause of his surrounding relatives, Chen Hansheng finished the drink in one breath and proudly turned the bottom of the bowl over to show that not a drop of wine had fallen.

Shen Youchu looked at it, and a gentle smile suddenly bloomed on his face. The precious winter sunshine shed a few rays at noon. The little native dog who had been bullied by Chen Hansheng wandered here without knowing when, wagging his tail and running. , jumping...

Wang Zibo took in all these scenes and suddenly sighed: "I also want to be a scumbag."

As he muttered, he was about to pour some wine and drink, but a small hand stretched out from the side to stop him.

Little Aning.

She pursed her lips and said, "Brother just said that you won't be allowed to drink."

"Don't even care about me, you little brat."

Wang Zibo scolded little Aning, but Aning was not afraid of him. Wang Zibo could only carry little Aning to the stool in frustration.

"What do you want to eat? Your elder brother is not doing his job and drinking with others. Brother Zi Bo will feed you."

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