Chapter 186 [Does it hurt?]

A person's weight is made up of many aspects.

Personal ability, appearance, figure and even social status, money...

'Can you give me a contact number? '

A simple word to strike up a conversation has a different effect from a handsome person to an average-looking person.

Or, a handsome person will have different effects than a person with average appearance but wearing a suit and a valuable watch.

Especially in this era where almost everyone has books and everyone understands many truths.

Often when communicating between people, it’s either who speaks the truth or who is correct.

But whose weight is heavier is the right one.

A teacher, a scholar, an entrepreneur...

Different professions, the same words have different weights.

Marriage is also a way to improve one's own weight. There is a certain truth in the saying 'get a family first, then start a career'.

Marriage is the union of two families, wealth, connections, responsibilities...

When you find the right person and the right person, while shouldering the burden of the family, the combination of the two families means more opportunities.

For ordinary people, people who can only work part-time can find a way to start a small business if the two families pool money together and find connections. If the young couple is willing to work harder, they can find a way to start a small business.

Originally, the mortgage and car loans were very difficult for one person, but the couple made money together and paid them off together. In fact, their life was passable.

The couple slowly get along, and the young couple becomes a family of three, and happiness will gradually arise.

But the premise is, the right person.

Getting married is not a wrong thing in itself, but marrying the wrong and unsuitable person is a wrong thing.

Until the wedding day, Lu Zhengyi and Zhang Xueming were quite satisfied with each other.

After all, they had considered this marriage extremely carefully and negotiated.

One month after the release of The First Commandment, box office data gradually stabilized.

The wedding date agreed upon by the Lu family and the Zhang family has also arrived.

"I'm coming!"

Late at night, Lu Zhengyi's home was still brightly lit.

In the living room, Lu Yiyong and Liu Huiyun sat at the main seats, making tea for the relatives of the Lu family who had a close relationship.

And as the child who had been watching the surveillance shouted, everyone quickly stood up.

As parents, Lu Yiyong and Liu Huiyun took sacrificial incense and knelt down in front of the nearby shrine.

Offer sacrifices to heaven and ancestors in order to ensure a happy marriage for your son.

Others came to the window.

Especially little Zhongyong, when he heard the sound, he ran to the window like a little panther.

Wedding cars parked at the door, accompanied by the sound of salutes and firecrackers.

Lu Zhengyi walked out of the car wearing a red suit and a hair crown, holding a paper umbrella.
Immediately afterwards, the bride, who was also dressed in red, got out of the car and covered her face with a fan. Under his escort, she walked step by step across the courtyard from the door towards the house.

Quickly, other people in the house who were still lying around watching went back to the house.

They waited until Lu Zhengyi and the others entered the house, went upstairs, and entered the new house before they came out again.

"Come, come, have some tea."

Lu Yiyong changed to new tea.

Outside, Zhang Yuming, Chang Zhengwei, Team Leader Wang...these people driving the wedding car convoy have also entered the house.

"Thank you uncle."

Chang Zhengwei quickly took it carefully, but instead of calling Director Lu, he called him 'uncle'.

Next to him, the same goes for others.

But when they addressed each other, they felt a little dazed.

Unknowingly, they discovered that they were of the same generation as Lu Zhengyi.

But thinking about it carefully, it was difficult for them to feel that Lu Zhengyi felt like a peer from Lu Zhengyi.

"This brat is really married."

Lu Yiyong looked at Zhang Yuming and the others sitting down next to them, looking a little dazed.

It was clear that a few months ago, he had failed in urging the marriage, but in the blink of an eye, this brat had already got someone else's cabbage.

"Come on, come on, eat the wedding candies and feel happy."

Next to her, Liu Huiyun was holding wedding candies and passing them to the people who had just entered the room one by one.

After the portioning was finished, she sat down next to her husband again, "Are you ready for tomorrow's banquet?"

"definitely."

Lu Yiyong replied, "I heard that my in-laws invited many seniors from the circle to come over."

Liu Huiyun hesitated and lowered her voice, "Then let's..."

She was afraid that all the guests would be people from the Zhang family.

My son lost to his wife just after he got married.

"What's the comparison?"

Lu Yiyong waved his hand, "But don't worry, I still have some status in the circle. I know most of the people invited by my parents-in-law."

They were chattering away, talking about the guests at tomorrow's wedding banquet.

Compared with the bustling situation downstairs, the new house seems very quiet.

It was basically Zhang Xueming who was talking.

She was talking about work, yes, work.

"The theatrical release of The First Commandment has been extended. If the news of our wedding is released tomorrow, it may attract a wave of popularity. It can also be extended to the Chinese New Year and attract a wave of box office during the Spring Festival."

Zhang Xueming sat on the wedding bed, her small fists clenched and hidden under her wide sleeves.

In the distance, Lu Zhengyi was preparing wine, scissors, and silk sacs.

"Yes, yes, there is also the wedding banquet tomorrow. I will introduce you to some friends and businessmen who I think are more reliable. They are all people who may cooperate with our next film."

"why do not you talk?"

"You, hello..."

Her voice became softer and softer, and she stuttered from time to time.

When Lu Zhengyi turned around, he happened to see her looking at him timidly.

"I thought you wouldn't be nervous."

Lu Zhengyi held something and walked over with a smile.

"Are you scared? Mr. Zhang."

He sat down next to her and asked in a low voice, "At this time, let's talk about work."

Zhang Xueming was stiff all over, but he didn't move, just sitting there.

"But your makeup looks really good today."

Lu Zhengyi raised his arm, used his palm to help lift her hanging hair, and moved it to her ear.

His fingers gently touched her ears, and then the white jade-like earlobes trembled and turned red visibly to the naked eye.

This made Lu Zhengyi couldn't help but laugh again.

"It's just that this headdress looks a little troublesome. How do I take it off?"

Then, his eyes fell on the beaded flower phoenix crown on her head, and slowly moved down.

Not to mention the crown, even the clothes, he didn't know how to take them off.

The form of their marriage was based on the traditional customs of the Tang Dynasty.

But this traditional marriage custom is much more troublesome than modern marriage customs.

Especially in terms of clothing.

She wears a long-sleeved shirt embroidered with peonies and jacquards, and a beaded scarf draped over her shoulders. The blue lining is embroidered with delicate flower branches.
Lu Zhengyi looked down, and what covered the blue trousers was a dark red horse-faced skirt.

I don’t know how to put this piece on, it looks extremely complicated.

But under the reflection of this phoenix crown, hazel and red sarong, Zhang Xueming really looks like an official woman married in ancient times, with a sense of solidity of the times.

"Don't look!"

Lu Zhengyi observed how to remove the clothes, but did not notice that Zhang Xueming's cold white skin was getting redder and redder.

It wasn't until a round fan blocked his eyes that he raised his head and focused his gaze on that person's face again.

"what are you thinking."

Lu Zhengyi said helplessly, "I'm just studying how to take off these clothes."

"..."

Zhang Xueming couldn't help but pat him gently with her fan again, "Listen to what you said."

"Forget it, let's complete the customs first."

Lu Zhengyi handed her the wine glass on the small table next to her, "Here, hand over a glass of wine."

Zhang Xueming slowly raised his hand and took the wine glass.

After the two people's arms interacted, they each put their faces close to the wine glass and took a sip.

However, after Lu Zhengyi finished drinking, he wrinkled his nose and sniffed.

"A bit fragrant."

These three words made Zhang Xueming couldn't help but tighten her mouth and hold the wine glass tightly.

"Then a haircut."

Lu Zhengyi took out the scissors, casually cut a small amount of hair on his head, and handed it over with the scissors.

He had grown his hair long specifically for today's ceremony.

Going forward, his hair has always been cut short.

Zhang Xueming first put the wine glass on the bedside table on the other side of the bed, and then picked up the scissors and cut a bunch of hair.

After tying her hair with Lu Zhengyi's hair tightly, she put them into two brocade bags respectively, tied them with red rope, and handed one back to him.

"In this case, the process is mostly completed."

Lu Zhengyi took the bag and put it on his bedside table.

"You know what to do next, right?"

he asked softly.

"..."

Zhang Xueming wanted to speak, but when the words came to her lips, they seemed to be stuck.

But then, she tried to say something but was speechless.

With the sound of turning off the lights, the room darkened.

The sound of "rustling" undressing and undressing could be heard.

"take it easy."

A male voice sounded, with a gentle tone.

But no one responded in the room.

"If you're nervous, you can pinch me."

After a while, the male voice sounded again.

"No, it's not okay." This time, there were finally other voices in the room, accompanied by extremely heavy breathing.

"Okay, I'm thick-skinned."

The male voice continued to soothe.

"No, no need, come on."

The nervous female voice sounded again, in a very small voice.

But fortunately, the two of them were already hugging each other tightly, and there was absolutely no reason that they couldn't hear.

"You, you shut up."

……

When the sun shines through the curtains into the room, Lu Zhengyi rests his head on his hands, lying down and looking at Zhang Xueming, who is sleeping next to him.

No, I should say, wife.

Today was the first time he opened his eyes and saw her lying next to him.

Before that, Zhang Xueming was persuaded by him to stay here on the grounds of "test stay".

But they have always lived in separate rooms.

Until today, they officially became husband and wife.

"Well……"

It was probably the biological clock that reminded the sleeping woman that it was time to wake up. She slowly opened her eyes, and her blurred vision gradually became clearer.

But in front of me, it was no longer empty.

A familiar face was leaning quietly next to him, looking at him with a smile.

"Good morning."

Lu Zhengyi said softly.

"……morning."

Zhang Xueming stared at his face for a long time before pouting and replying.

"What's wrong? Does it still hurt?"

Lu Zhengyi looked at her strangely.

"I just feel that someone pretended too well in front of me before." Zhang Xueming replied in a muffled voice, "The way you acted last night was nothing like the way you behaved in front of me before. Irregular people.”

"What's so serious about this, an old married couple?"

Lu Zhengyi sat up with a smile and said, "Let's go, it's time to get up and serve tea."

"Who is married to you? We just got married."

Zhang Xueming muttered.

What needs to be done has been done.

Although she was not as shy as usual last night, when she woke up today, her face was red, but she could speak smoothly.

After all, we are husband and wife from now on, so there is nothing to be ashamed of, right?
She unnaturally glanced at Lu Zhengyi's exposed muscles under the quilt, and then quickly stood up as if she was afraid of being discovered.

"hiss--"

But then, Zhang Xueming couldn't help but scream again.

"Don't move too much."

Lu Zhengyi quickly helped her.

However, when his palm touched the smooth skin, he reacted unconsciously.

"Wait, we have to serve tea later."

Zhang Xueming said hurriedly.

His eyes were evasive and he was helpless.

"Sorry, physiological reaction."

Lu Zhengyi spread his hands, helped her sit down on the bed, and then went to the side to get clothes.

"Otherwise, let me help you put it on."

He is holding a pair of socks.

Zhang Xueming sat on the bed, her eyes fell on him, and her throat trembled unconsciously.

"You, you'd better put on your clothes first."

……

At the beginning of January,

Although it is not the New Year on the lunar calendar, it still has some New Year flavor.

In the entertainment industry, some people have already ushered in the annual vacation; some people have begun to wrap up the work of the previous year; and some crews have made preparations and are just waiting to start filming after the New Year, so in terms of time, everyone is relatively rich of.

In the old days, although there was a saying that "you don't get married in the first month and you don't get married in the twelfth lunar month", Lu Zhengyi had no taboo at all.

On the wedding day, the house was full of guests.

Most of the guests are people from the entertainment industry.

After all, Lu Zhengyi is from a literary and artistic family. Starting from his grandfather, three generations have been directors.

As for Zhang Xueming, the Zhang family is also a media company that has been standing in the entertainment industry for a century.

Both families make a living in this circle, and on a wedding, all the prominent people in the circle come to congratulate them.

Not even the entertainment reporters dared to mention anything bad about it on this day.

Every inquiry was filled with congratulations and blessings.

"Mouzi, please take more care of our family's business in the future."

Mr. and Mrs. Lu Zhengyi, Mr. and Mrs. Lu Yiyong, and Mr. and Mrs. Zhang Chuanxing, a family of six, served as the hosts and toasted table after table with wine glasses.

There was a table in front, and all the seats were famous directors in the entertainment industry. Lu Zhengyi just walked over, and his father's voice sounded from behind.

"You can talk."

Zhang Changmou raised his wine glass and looked at Lu Zhengyi, "Xiaoyi, then I... I'm just waiting for your good news."

What good news?

Of course, she gave birth to a baby early.

"Uncle Zhang, how can it be so fast?"

Lu Zhengyi looked helpless, "My career is on the rise, Xueming is also busy, we..."

"Hey, hey, you've given birth, we'll take care of you."

Hu Chan interrupted her son-in-law, "Even if you give birth to triplets, we five old people can still carry them."

As soon as he said this, everyone at the table laughed.

Only Lu Zhengyi and Zhang Xueming were a little embarrassed.

Yes, this wedding has just been consummated.

Now I immediately changed my words and started to give birth.

"Director Liu, you are well."

When Lu Zhengyi walked to the next table, his father-in-law spoke first this time.

"How about it, my son-in-law."

Zhang Chuanxing said cheerfully.

"If nothing else, there is no need to consider Xueming's future safety issues."

Director Liu of Qingmang Terrace also smiled and replied, "As for your son-in-law, I think Wu Song is nothing more than this when he is alive."

"Brother Yiyong, how did you raise this child?"

"You feed it with three to five kilograms of beef and three to five kilograms of wine every day, right?"

Lu Yiyong didn't take the initiative to speak just now. It wasn't until someone lit it that he continued, "Our old Lu family is like this."

"Then the children in the future will be much like this girl Xueming."

Director Liu said with a smile.

This made Lu Zhengyi and Zhang Xueming couldn't help but sigh in their hearts.

As long as they are older elders, this is how they meet.

It promotes work, marriage, and childbirth...it's the same as the third one, no matter where you put it.

"Old Zhang, please drink less."

When it came to the Mei Civet Cat crew, Lu Zhengyi's first sentence was to tell Zhang Yu to stop drinking.

"Understood, Director Lu."

Zhang Yu stood there, holding up the wine glass, "They have all persuaded me, it contains drinks."

"Drink less drinks, too."

Lu Zhengyi changed his instructions.

This made others laugh.

"Taoist Master, Tour Guide Wang, you're fine."

Then, Lu Zhengyi looked at the two people next to Zhang Yu.

One is Taoist Guanshan.

One is Tour Guide Wang.

It goes without saying that Taoist Guanshan has a good relationship with him.

As for Tour Guide Wang, Lu Zhengyi remembered the 'connections' provided by him at the beginning, so he tried to invite him, but he didn't expect that the person actually came.

Anyway, she was familiar with Taoist Guanshan, so they were arranged at the same table.

Lu Zhengyi greeted everyone at the table one by one.

But when Yu Wenxiu was there, he paused and asked, "How is the situation?" '

Apart from the people at this table, few others could understand this confusing question.

This was the first time that Lu Zhengyi saw Yu Wenxiu since the session ended that day.

Before The First Commandment was released, her filming had not yet been completed, so she did not go to Beidu.

It seemed like she was doing pretty well.

At least his physical condition looks much better than before, and he looks a few years younger to the naked eye.

As for the greetings at this table, Lu Yiyong and the others did not interrupt during the whole process except for accompanying them with drinks.

This is Lu Zhengyi’s circle.

The tables at the front are their circle as the elders, so they naturally have to come out to give a platform to the younger generations.

But now that Lu Zhengyi and Zhang Xueming are of the same generation, it is naturally up to the young people themselves to take control.

However, both Lu Yiyong and his wife, and Zhang Chuanxing and his wife, were actually secretly observing Lu Zhengyi's personal connections.

How should I put it...it's more complicated.

The Mei Tanuki crew, they can still understand.

But what happened to that Taoist priest?

Also, that person who looks very fashionable... of the same generation?He seems to be a tour guide?

'This Xiaoyi's social circle is a bit complicated. '

This idea came to their minds unanimously.

(End of this chapter)

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