Collect supplies, seize aircraft carriers, and travel to the seventh and fifth

At around 8pm, Mo'er was about to go back to school. He told Zhao Yunting about the conversation between his uncle and his wife. Zhao Yunting said, "It seems that it would be better to go home less often in the future to avoid being plotted against!"

Days passed, and in the blink of an eye it was Friday again. Mo'er planned to go home for two days this week. As soon as she arrived at the door of the house, she saw a big red wedding character posted outside a yard a few houses away. Oh, it was a wedding.

I've been here three years and haven't seen a wedding yet. This time, I want to see the excitement. She entered the courtyard and greeted the grandmother, her mind constantly observing the wedding family. As soon as her mind opened up, she was stunned. The bride's family was also nearby, just within 500 meters. Mo'er was delighted and thought it was a good opportunity to observe them! After observing for a while, she realized that both the bride and groom were not very smart, commonly known as those with 80% brains.

At the bride's house, Moer saw that the bride had three sisters, and she was the youngest. Her two older sisters were married. This family moved from other provinces and cities, so their custom was to return home the next day.

Mo'er saw a woman in her fifties, who seemed to be the matchmaker, looking at the bride's mother with great dissatisfaction.

"I'm talking to the Fang family. We agreed on a ten-dollar matchmaking gift. You gave me five dollars less because you saw that your three daughters are all married and you won't need me anymore, right? If you do things this way, if they have any conflicts in the future, just don't come to me!" After saying that, he left angrily.

After the matchmaker left, the more she thought about it, the angrier she got. She kept muttering, "Damn it! I agreed to give you ten dollars, and after all the hard work of arranging this, you only give me five."

She stamped her feet in anger and said, "No, I can't swallow this. If I don't find you something to do, all these years have been wasted!"

She turned a corner and went to the groom's house. The groom's name was Ge Erhan. As his name suggested, he was also quite simple-minded. Ge Dahan had moved out after the wedding, and now Erhan lived with his parents.

The matchmaker went in through the back door and found no one in the courtyard; everyone was busy preparing the banquet in the front yard. She pulled out a porcelain bottle from her bosom and poured out the sticky liquid inside.

He went back and filled a porcelain bottle with brine from the pickle jar, put it in his pocket, and walked towards the front yard.

Mo'er had been watching the matchmaker, watching to see what tricks she was going to play. The matchmaker found Ge Erhan, pulled him against the wall, took out a porcelain bottle, and said, "Erhan, this is lubricant. It's for the wedding night."

Erhan asked, "Is it something to drink?" The matchmaker replied, "No, this is something to apply to you, so that the bridal chamber will be easier." The matchmaker pointed to Erhan's belly. Erhan understood and said, "Oh, I see!"

Mo'er finally understood what the matchmaker was planning, and thought to himself, you are so mean, won't you be wasting the bride's life?

But she didn't intend to intervene, but kept an eye on it. The bride was picked up by bicycle, and the banquet was lively and exciting.

After Li Jun and Li Hu finished school, the family had dinner and the two girls went to study. Mo Er lay in bed and continued to watch the bride.

After dinner, the bride and groom returned to their own room. They barely exchanged words. Erhan was the type of person who only cared about work and spoke very little.

At eight o'clock in the evening, all the relatives had gone home after having a good meal and a good drink. Outside Erhan's house, three or four young men from the village were listening to the noise.