Chapter 97： uncle and nephew

Tang Weiguo hurriedly shut his mouth, raised his neck and looked towards the door, wanting to see how beautiful this beautiful bride can be, and how beautiful can she be even more beautiful than Chu Qiao?

Certainly not.

Tang Weiguo is quite confident in Chu Qiao's beauty. He can be considered to have read countless beauty. Chu Qiao is really the most beautiful little fairy he has ever seen. Uncle Ye's bride is definitely not as beautiful as Chu Qiao.

"His..."

A few puffs sounded, and the hall, which was originally very noisy, became very quiet at this time, especially the expressions of the young men who were noisy before became the same.

He opened his mouth wide, his eyes widened, his fists clenched, and he stared straight at the door, with a word in his heart—

"Fuck (some kind of plant

Gu Ye is cheap!

Chu Qiao, who was wearing a cheongsam, walked slowly with Gu Ye's arm in his arms. The hotel was very busy. As soon as the newlyweds approached the gate, the festive music started, and all the guests stared intently at the gate. The highly anticipated posture.

Chu Qiao, who had never experienced such a battle, could not help but tighten Gu Ye's arm nervously, her steps slowed down, her heartbeat increased, and she subconsciously looked at Gu Ye next to her. She did not expect that the Gu family had invited so many guests.

Look at this battle, at least there are twenty tables, right?

There are ten people at a table, and a table of twenty means two hundred people. The momentum is too great.

"It's okay, you just treat them as wooden people, and I will block everything." Gu Ye comforted in a low voice, and patted Chu Qiao's hand to reassure her.

Chu Qiao nodded and followed him in. Gu Ye's voice was like magic, and he really comforted her. He was not as nervous as before, and walked slowly from the aisle among the guests to the stage.

The master of ceremonies was Tang Yaozu. For this reason, he specially put on formal clothes and looked more like a gentle scum. He was eloquent and good at creating atmosphere. Many people in the compound invited him to be the master of ceremonies when they got married.

"That's my dad, right?"

Tang Weiguo stared at Chu Qiao, who was so beautiful on the stage that people couldn't take his eyes off it. His brain couldn't work, and his heartbeat seemed to have stopped. He must have made a mistake. How could Uncle Ye's bride be his Chu Qiao?

The two of them couldn't hit each other with eight poles. It was definitely something wrong with his eyes.

Tang Weiguo was desperately working on psychological construction, and he didn't believe what he saw with his eyes. It must be that he missed Chu Qiao too much, and everyone looked like Chu Qiao.

In order to verify that there was something wrong with his eyes, Tang Weiguo stabbed his good brother, wanting to make sure that the guy who was chatting on stage was his father?

Chu Peng glanced sympathetically at the stupid brother who didn't want to face reality, and said mercilessly, "It's your dad."

"boom"

A huge thunder struck, Tang Weiguo swayed, and Chu Peng supported him. His stupid sister's wedding couldn't be messed up by this stupid brother.

"Dapeng, there is something wrong with your eyes too, sure, I'll ask others."

Tang Weiguo still didn't want to believe it, his lost soul made Chu Peng both angry and funny, he slapped him heavily on the head and roared, "Don't pretend to be confused, the bride is my sister, and Gu Ye is my brother-in-law now. ."

Both of his eyes are 2.5. If Tang Weiguo has a problem with his brain, he will have no problem with his eyes.

Chu Peng's words, like winter thunder, awakened Tang Weiguo, who was unwilling to face reality. He blinked a few times and looked straight at the smiling bride and the bridegroom who was proud of the spring breeze. In his heart, he covered his face and wept in a low voice: "Uncle Ye's idea of ​​sending flowers is still my idea, how can I be so stupid... woo woo... How can I make a move for my rival... I'm the stupidest person in the world... …”

Knowing that Uncle Ye was also in love with Chu Qiao, he would not let Uncle Ye send flowers, but directly let Uncle Ye send the dog's tail grass. This marriage must be a chicken-and-egg affair, and Chu Qiao still belongs to him.

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Tang Weiguo, who was heartbroken like a knife, lay on the table and cried silently. Now he can finally understand his uncle's mood.

Chu Peng lightly patted him on the shoulder a few times as a sign of comfort, and then left him alone.

A little love, what's so sad, and women are the most troublesome creatures in the world. If you have the spare time to accompany women to mess around, it's better to earn more money.

"Dapeng, you should have told me earlier..."

Tang Weiguo wiped away his tears, looked at his brother sadly, and cried, "We've known each other since we wore open trousers. We're closer than brothers. How could you treat me like this?"

Chu Peng rolled his eyes angrily, just as the waiter was serving the dish, a red jujube and longan, meaning to give birth to a precious son early. Basically, there is such a cold dish at the wedding banquet in Lucheng. He took a red date and stuffed it into Tang Weiguo's mouth, blocking it. The guy babbled on and on.

Tang Weiguo swallowed the red dates, wiped away his tears, and sat back beside Tang Yaozong in aggrieved.

Tang Yaozong's mood was relieved a lot, and he had already started eating. Seeing his eldest nephew was crying, he asked with concern, "What's wrong?"

This sentence suddenly made Tang Weiguo's eyes red, and he lay on Tang Yaozong's shoulder and sobbed, "Uncle, I...I'm lost in love..."

Tang Yaozong was happy when he heard it, "Lovelorn? It's a good thing, your uncle and I haven't decided yet, you little brat loves a fart!"

After he finished speaking, he took a large piece of dried plums and vegetables and stuffed it into his mouth~ and took a big bite. Jin Jiang Hotel lived up to its reputation. An ordinary dried vegetable and dried meat was delicious. Tang Yaozong was in a good mood. After swallowing two mouthfuls, I took another piece to eat. Seeing that my nephew was still babbling, I said angrily: "Your partner who is three years older doesn't look down on you?"

He also looked around. Before, his nephew was smiling, but he lost his love after a while. Apparently, the person who was three years older was also present, and he also proposed to break up with his nephew.

Tang Weiguo wiped away his tears, choked and said, "No, I was taken first."

He is confident that if it wasn't for Gu Ye's hengdao to win love, he and Chu Qiao would definitely be able to do it.

But now...the day lilies are cold.

Tang Weiguo, who was full of grief and anger, saw his uncle ate meat like a normal person, drinking in a big bowl, his heart hurt more than a knife, and he also took a large piece of meat and ate it, he had to eat it, his father packed five A hundred bucks.

Don't eat too much.

Both uncles and nephews turned their grief and anger into appetite. They ate a large plate of pork with plums and vegetables in a few mouthfuls, and continued to dry the pig’s trotters. Chang Jinfeng kicked under the table to remind them to pay attention to their images, but the uncles and nephews ate too much. It's faster, Chang Jinfeng doesn't bother to care about them, this table is all his own family, and he can't go out to make a fool of himself.

After finishing a large plate of pig's trotters, the heartbreak of the uncle and nephew healed a little, and Tang Yaozong remembered and asked, "Who robbed your partner?"

Tang Weiguo felt a pain in his heart, pointed to the stage angrily, and said aggrievedly: "Uncle Gu Ye."

Tang Yaozong turned his head abruptly, and saw Gu Ye, who was smug, and Chu Qiao, who was so beautiful on the stage, and then looked at his heartbroken eldest nephew, and then lowered his head and glanced at himself. A pot of foot-washing water and old-fashioned foot-binding cloth soup was unpleasant.

"Gan!"

Tang Yaozong raised his glass and touched his nephew, both of them drank it.