Mr. Storyteller left first, Lin Muya and the three of them came to the outer circle of the crowd unhurriedly, Zhou Meng beckoned the two children to stop, and did not squeeze in again, if they squeezed out one or two things, it would be worth the loss.

The stage is four or five meters high, and it is easier to see it from a distance.

At this time, a person just came up on the stage, seven feet tall, with a big waist and a round waist, wearing a red brocade robe, white soles and black bread feet and cotton shoes, full of white hair, a square face, horizontal eyebrows, wrinkles, very fierce.

Many onlookers shouted: "Hello Master Zhang!" ”

"It's been a long time since I saw Zhang Darthead."

"Master Zhang is in good spirits."

"Everyone, stop talking, listen to Master Zhang."

Lin Muya said to Ye Xiaoming, who was looking around next to her: "Look, this old man is scary, and his popularity is quite good." ”

Ye Xiaoming obviously didn't listen, and replied indiscriminately: "What's so good about an old man." ”

"What are you looking at?" Lin Muya was curious, and she also followed Ye Xiaoming's gaze and turned her head to look, but she was still young after all, too short, and only saw rows of tall, short, fat and thin backs and buttocks in front of her.

Ye Xiaoming said: "I'll see if there are any powerful heroes to grab the hydrangea." ”

Lin Muya also became interested: "Have you watched it?" Do you have? ”

Ye Xiaoming shook his head: "I didn't see ......"

At this time, Zhang Qishan on the stage began to speak, and Ye Xiaoming and the two were attracted to it and stopped chatting.

I saw Zhang Qishan laughing, clenching his fists and arching his hands: "Fellow neighbors,"

The sound of this dart head was loud, like thunder, and Lin Muya was far away and heard it clearly: "With the guidance of the owner of Dongguo Zhuang of Tianyou Villa, today's little girl throws hydrangea to find a lover, and my old Zhang is here to thank everyone for their support." ”

Zhang Qishan gave a deep salute.

Someone shouted below: "Old Taishan, don't you dare to be your big gift!" There was a burst of laughter.

Zhang Qishan's face remained unchanged, and he made a vague gesture, and two people approached the shouting person from the crowd, slapped a palm on the back of his neck, and the person didn't notice it at all, and was knocked out of the crowd with a smile.

Many people saw it, but no one cared about it, and they just didn't dare to be so casual anymore.

Zhang Qishan continued: "My old Zhang is a rough man, and he doesn't know how to beat around the bush, do you know the rules this time?" I don't know if I'm talking about it again: Mr. Dongguo said, marriage is destined, so no matter how old or young, beautiful or ugly, rich or poor, or what you do, as long as you grab the hydrangea, you will be the son-in-law of my Zhang family. But let's talk about the ugly things ahead, if you have a family, please leave. Those who stay are willing to marry little girls, my Lao Zhang, thank you, once the hero gets this hydrangea, please go back to the three media and six hired to get married. The little girl's lifelong event is not child's play, Lao Zhang, I don't want anything unpleasant to happen. ”

"Master Zhang, just rest assured, I only came here because I admired Miss Zhang." Someone shouted.

"Yes, yes, we all sincerely ask to marry Miss Zhang." A lot of people do.

Zhang Qishan was very satisfied with the attitude of the big guy, and said that some good things were done, and invited everyone to go to another village to drink, where he prepared a three-day flowing water banquet and other words, everyone really applauded, more happy than his own daughter-in-law, there was a free banquet to eat, no matter what the result, it was worth the trip.

Zhang Qishan stepped off the stage, and a slender figure jumped and landed lightly on the stage.

Everyone came to the spirit, looked fixedly, only to see the woman on the stage, tall, graceful, wearing a red brocade neck cotton jacket, below is a moon-white embroidered cotton skirt, a goose egg face like pearls and jade, white and bright, although the facial features are ordinary, but the posture is generous, facing the various eyes of hundreds of people in the audience, still calm, which makes people admire.

It was Zhang Mingzhu who came to the stage with a red hydrangea in his hand.

Lin Muya saw it really and shouted: "Uncle, look, it's really a heroine among women!" The crisp girl's voice was particularly distinct, Zhang Mingzhu on the stage glanced at them, and just saw Zhou Meng with a smile on his face, bending down hard to give Lin Muya's crooked hat, one big, two small, and three mountain people carrying things like mountains, which was impressive.

The gongs and drums of "dong dong dong" sounded behind the stage, Miss Zhang Mingzhu smiled and turned around on the stage a few times, and the people below followed Miss Zhang's footsteps and squeezed around, all kinds of greetings, wanting Miss Zhang to see herself.

A quarter of an hour later, the sound of gongs and drums stopped, and a maid took a silk scarf on the stage, blindfolded Miss Zhang's eyes, Miss Zhang did not drag the mud and water at all, threw the hydrangea to a high place, tore off the silk scarf, flew off the stage, and did not care who the flowers fell to.

Everyone in the audience raised their heads and followed the hydrangea to run, at this time, the advantage of martial arts people with kung fu was particularly obvious, seven or eight figures flew up and jumped, or rushed to the hydrangea, or blocked others, or made the hidden weapon let the hydrangea change direction, but other people who didn't know kung fu obviously did not give up hope, and from time to time to make trips to people jumping around above them, and obstruct it.

Everyone crossed the sea with eight immortals, each showing their magical powers.

Lin Muya watched the hydrangea rise and fall, changed hands several times, and was amazed again and again, the children of the rivers and lakes were really extraordinary.

Ye Xiaoming and Zhou Meng discussed who was higher and who was lower among these martial arts masters, guessing which one could hold the beauty in the end, and cheering for the hero they fancied.

Zhou Meng watched the excitement for a while, and found that the scene was too chaotic, afraid that the crowd would rush over, touch the child, and pull the reluctant Lin Muya and Ye Xiaoming to turn around and leave.

Who knows, before he took two steps, he was stopped by two people: "Uncle, please stay!" ”

Zhou Meng looked at the people who were blocking the way, and then looked back at the people behind him a few meters away, like the people who had been immobilized, with a stunned expression, did he not know what had happened?

Zhang Qishan got the news, led a few of his subordinates to hurry over, looked at Zhou Meng quietly, and laughed: "Good son-in-law, come home with me to discuss family affairs!" ”

Zhou Meng was not awake yet, and he said to himself: "I didn't grab the hydrangea!" ”

Zhang Qishan saw that his new aunt was happy and stupid, and he didn't say much, and said to the people behind him: "Why don't you help your uncle take down the hydrangea!" ”

It turned out that I didn't know who helped, so I slapped the hydrangea on Zhou Meng's back basket, where two quilts were tied with ropes, and the rope spacing was relatively large, which just stuck the hydrangea.

Zhang Qishan also ordered someone to help unload the things of Zhou Meng and the others, let the subordinates carry them, and lead them to meet Mrs. Zhang and Zhang Mingzhu.

Zhang Qishan himself stayed to clean up the aftermath, and everyone here was picked up by watching the excitement, and few people cared too much, and said hello to Master Zhang very enthusiastically, Zhang Qishan arranged the opening of the show on the stage, and led everyone to another village to drink without mentioning it.

Zhou Mengshen followed the subordinates of Zhang's Mansion to see Mrs. Zhang, and they all entered the gate of the Lion Dart Bureau, as if in a dream, how did he become someone's new son-in-law?