With a "bang", when Lin Hu's door opened again, it was already close to dusk.

Lin Hu walked out of the gate with a calm face, but there was always a lingering smile in the corner of his eyes.

It can be seen that Lin Hu is in a good mood now, looking at the sunset that is about to set, Lin Hu suddenly remembered a certain Internet phrase in his previous life.

I saw that Lin Hu had one arm in his arms, facing the direction of the setting sun, and said to himself: "Ah! I think of the running in the sunset that afternoon, that is where I passed away...... Wait, I seem to have forgotten something?"

At this moment, Lin Hu's quiet and elegant temperament was suddenly destroyed by him, and he looked extremely funny.

"Ah, it's too bad, Master Cen's wedding ......" Suddenly, Lin Hu patted his head and said.

Lin Hu, who reacted, flashed and disappeared in place.

......

When Lin Hu came to the compound where Master Cen lived, the courtyard was already full of guests, and people came and went.

To Lin Hu's surprise, the groom, Mr. Cen, who was dressed in red, was standing at the door and did not greet the guests.

Before Lin Hu got closer, Master Cen found him and strode forward towards Lin Hu: "My little ancestor, you are finally here, if you don't come, I will send someone to tie you up......"

After speaking, Lin Hu didn't explain, and pulled him to the front of the hall.

Seeing Master Cen pulling a young man, many people cast curious glances, and people who didn't know Lin Hu asked the people around him who this young man was.

In front of the main hall, there is a huge round table, there are about 30 people around the round table, these people are dressed extraordinary, the temperament is not the same, almost all the people in the Zhuang language courtyard have it, but most of them are mainly Confucian.

The only thing that is the same is that these people have a calm atmosphere, and it seems that none of them will be much worse than Master Cen in terms of status and status, as for the age, at least they are all from Grandpa Lin Hu's generation.

As soon as he saw Master Cen pull him to this table, Lin Hu suddenly became anxious, "Mr. Cen Cen, don't, don't, I'm not suitable......"

As a result, Master Cen ignored him at all, grabbed his sleeve and pressed him to one of the tables, "I let you sit, you can sit ......"

Looking at the gazes cast around him, Lin Hu said helplessly: "Okay......"

Seeing that Lin Hu agreed, Master Cen no longer cared about him and began to greet guests everywhere.

And Lin Hu, a grandfather and grandfather-level senior, didn't particularly care about Lin Hu, but after looking at him a few times, he began to talk to each other.

As for Lin Hu, he was left aside, completely unable to speak.

These ancestor-level figures ignored him, and Lin Hu was also happy, but looked around with curiosity.

To be honest, Lin Hu grew so big, it was the first time he had seen a monk's wedding.

Generally speaking, if it weren't for the special identities of the two parents, even Confucians, who pay the most attention to etiquette, would not care about these common rituals that ordinary people would care about.

Therefore, for all of you, this kind of secular wedding is also a rare thing.

Although Lin Hu couldn't interject from these people's words, it didn't prevent Lin Hu from listening to their conversation.

"Brother Wang, do you know the identity of this bride?"

Suddenly, an old man with gray hair said to an old man beside him.

As soon as these words came out, not only the "Brother Wang" beside him, but also the other people present were also interested, and they all immediately stood up their ears.

"Wu Laodi, say it quickly, don't lose everyone's appetite......"

"It is said that this bride and Cen Hai's guy can marry ......"

"Finger belly for marriage? No, they're all eighty, and they're only getting married now?"

As soon as these words were spoken, all of a sudden, the people around them were talking, even Lin Hu was surprised, although it is normal for some monks who have achieved cultivation to live for hundreds or thousands of years, but unless both men and women have very good qualifications and have good looks, it is still very rare to delay until the age of eighty to get married in this kind of situation.

"Where do you want to go, the bride is only eighteen ......"

"What? isn't it, eighteen you told me that the finger is married, could it be that the bride has been in the womb for more than sixty years?"

"How can there be, it's just that the first child Cen Hai is not eye-catching, and the youngest child was caught by Cen Hai when he was thirteen years old, and now he is eighteen years old, isn't it ......"

As soon as these words came out, the surrounding exclamations came one after another, and I didn't know whether to marvel at Master Cen's good luck or something else.

"I don't know what he ...... with this red face and white hair"

As he spoke, the two men, who were two hundred years old combined, gave each other a meaningful look, and then laughed.

"Rub, don't fix ......"

Lin Hu saw it, and scolded secretly in his heart, and he didn't know if he was scolding the two old men in front of him, or Cen someone who pulled him over.

The banquet gradually entered the climax between everyone's ridicule, I have to say that these grandfather-level seniors really subverted Lin Hu's three views, all kinds of laughter and scolding, joy and color, and Lin Hu thought that the old-fashioned old master image is very different, just an old child.

"Maybe this is the so-called pure heart, people are not old......"

Suddenly, there was a burst of noise not far away, and when I looked up, it turned out to be today's groom, the official Cen Master.

I saw Master Cen wearing a bright red robe, holding a wine glass, his face was full of red light, and he walked towards Lin Hu step by step.

"Drink, drink, drink to your heart's content......"

At this time, Master Cen completely lost the appearance of a good "sir" on weekdays, and he was a "Sven scum".

Suddenly, the somewhat drunk Master Cen screamed, startling everyone around him.

"That's right, everyone, everyone...... They are all cultural people, so how can they do it?"

Regardless of whether he was drunk or not, at this time, everyone looked straight at Master Cen to see what he was going to say next.

"Today is the old man's happy day, everyone here must write a poem to send to the old man, come, Lao Zhao, give me pen and ink to serve......"

In fact, the so-called pen and ink service is just talking, so why do you need to be so troublesome.

"Okay, since that's the case, let's let the old man sacrifice a scandal first. ”

The one who said this was the previous "Brother Wang", only to see him take out a large block brush from the storage ring, the end of the pen flashed with a streamer, and it was a gesture directly to the white paper brought by "Lao Zhao".

"The stars shine brightly in the boudoir, and the auspicious days and days are together. The treasure is happy to fish in water, and the full moon flower is good for the long sky. ”

When the last stroke was completed, a flash of light flashed, and the white paper with the poems seemed to have turned into jade, and Lao Zhao, who was holding the paper, shook his feet one by one, and almost fell to the ground.

"Good ......"

The audience applauded, and the "Brother Wang" also stroked his beard very proudly, and said: "Offering ugliness, offering ugliness......"

Seeing that "Brother Wang" was so proud, the "Brother Wu" beside him was not happy, "What's the big deal, I'll come too." ”

At this time, the sweaty old Zhao Gang put away the poems of "Brother Wang", and after hearing the words of "Brother Wu", he almost sat on the ground.

"Wait!"

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Lao Zhao was stunned, and then waved his hand and immediately said, "Come on, carry the stone table." ”

After a while, two powerful men lifted up a stone table made of large bluestone.

Next, needless to say, "Brother Wu" also took the pen and wrote on the stone table: "Pingping and good fate, love has been tied since early on." The sea and stone mountain alliances are all restricted, and they respect each other. ”

As soon as the poem was written, the effect immediately appeared, and the jade paper was enough to show that the writing was no worse than that of the "brother Wang". This time, "Brother Wu" also laughed proudly.

Soon, the people at this table came forward one after another to compose poems, and even a great monk wrote a seven-word poem to bless the two.

Few of the poems written by these people can be compared to the "Brother Wang" and "Brother Wu", and it seems that it is not unreasonable for these two to be so proud.

When it was Lin Hu's turn, he was already the last person, Lin Hu hesitated for a moment, and was thinking about how to deal with it, when suddenly, Master Cen jumped out......