Seeing this, I couldn''t help but mutter, and then walked up to say hello.


    "Sister Mudan, congratulations."


    "Ah, it''s little bamboo!"


    She looked at me in surprise, her slender eyelashes blinked repeatedly, and she touched my head with her white elbow-like gloves.


    Although I feel a little embarrassed, I do look like an ignorant little brother to her, so it doesn''t matter.


    "A little blessing is not a respect."


    I put on a natural smile and gave her a red envelope.


    The manager of Peony was slightly stunned and then giggled.


    "What red envelopes are you, a child, given? But I appreciate your kindness. You are welcome to come to the store to eat the menu-retained desserts."


    "If there is really something like that, I''ll look forward to it."


    He smiled and said hello, and I walked into the banquet hall in a decent manner.


    It was even more lively inside. It seemed that there were hundreds of people. It was probably the aunts and aunts of both men and women who were here. Haha, marriage is so high-profile.


    After finding a seat to sit down, I began to feel uneasy because I was in a strange environment.


    Haha, after all, I am a small clerk who was called over. There should have been many small clerks that the manager of Mudan had experienced, but not everyone was called to the wedding later... Could it be that I am more popular?


    While I was hesitating, I suddenly felt various sights...


    "Well…"


    When I figured out the situation, it turned out that a lot of uncles and aunts at this table looked at me with extraordinary attention. Because I am the only one who is particularly young in this table, I''ve been paid attention, right?


    But it seems that it is not right, so what if you look young? Is it true that my image is wrong? Haha, it''s possible. After all, I don''t seem to be able to support my shoulders when I wear a suit at a young age...


    While I was at a loss to sort out the buttons on my neckline, an aunt in her 40s in the neighbor''s chair nearest to stab me in the shoulder.


    "Young man, how old are you?"


    "Yeah? Am I? I''m 17..."


    "Although it''s a little too tender, it''ll be the time in a few years..."


    The aunt narrowed her eyes, looking thoughtful.


    Then she grabbed my sleeve.


    "Young man, aren''t you consider finding a partner? Look, Mudan is already married, and my family also has a daughter. Although she should be your sister at the age of a girl, she is holding a gold brick in her junior high school.”


    "Yiyiyi?? Wait a moment!"


    When I was at a loss, the people next to me actually rushed over.


    "Young man, study hard, don''t listen to her talk nonsense. Come on, I''ll give you my daughter a WeChat message..."


    "Don''t lead others to bad things. They are still students. If you play games, my daughter is an Internet-addicted girl. You can communicate together..."


    Surrounded by the crowd, I was suddenly at a loss.