Not long after, I saw the old man presiding in front of the ancestral hall shouting: "Fellow folks, let's start the beam-taking ceremony! No matter you are old or young, all men please step in front of the marriage beam and pass God's blessings to the newlyweds through your

Express it with your palms!!”

After finishing speaking, I saw the red-faced tax collector walking slowly to the stone beam. The attendant behind him was holding a large pile of red envelopes in both hands.

The folks took pictures of beams to prove their marriage. Come on, folks, just come and take pictures!!"

As soon as these words came out, there were shouts of "good" and the place suddenly became lively.

The young and old men stepped forward one after another, and consciously formed a long queue in front of the stone beam.

Su Wangting also mingled in the group with a smile on his face.

"This jackpot is mine!!"

I saw the man at the head of the queue folding up his sleeves, clapped his hands, and took a deep breath.

Although the gesture was very impressive and the hand was raised high, the force of the final slap didn't even make a "pop" sound.

When Su Wangting saw this, he understood. Although it was impossible for ordinary people to break this stone beam, if he really used all his strength to break this stone beam, not to mention whether his hands hurt, it might be a provocation to the master's family.

It seems the trick is to make the thunder louder and the raindrops smaller.

The appearance is sufficient, showing that you have tried your best.

The use of small force represents respect for the host's family.

To put it bluntly, it's just a show.

To say it is a custom, it is better to say it is an entertainment program at the wedding.

Sure enough, the tax collector was very satisfied with the first man's performance. After thanking him with a smile, he gave him a red envelope.

The man congratulated loudly and happily received the red envelope.

However, the second man went even further and performed even more exaggeratedly.

I saw him doing another Zhama stance, and making a few more plausible luck moves. He took three deep breaths in front of the stone beam and then jumped up with a "Wow!", as if he really wanted to

Use your immense strength to break this stone beam with your bare hands.

But after he landed on the ground, he just tapped the stone beam with two fingers, and even said a playful "Hey" in his mouth, and then smiled and congratulated the tax collector.

"Not bad!!"

The tax collector seemed very satisfied with this man's performance. He laughed, patted his big belly, and gave him two red envelopes.

Since then, it has been out of control.

Each performance was more exaggerated than the last, and the whole audience burst into laughter. Just to please the host, many asked for two red envelopes.

But when it was Su Wangting's turn, the atmosphere suddenly turned cold.

Because he just stood silently in front of the stone beam without any expression, no matter how much the people behind him urged him, he was indifferent.

Seeing this, the tax official's face was obviously not happy. After looking him up and down, he frowned and said, "You...are not from this village?"

Su Wangting shook his head: "No. I'm just a passing stranger. Seeing a happy event, he shamelessly came to ask for a wedding drink."

The tax official laughed twice and said, "Since I'm here to congratulate you, of course I'm welcome. But why have you been standing in front of the wedding beam for so long without taking a photo?"

Su Wangting scratched his head: "What should I do if I accidentally break it?"

As soon as these words came out, the whole place immediately fell silent.

But soon a hilarious "boom" burst out from the table.

The tax collector was also slapping his belly and laughing. He seemed very satisfied with this guy's performance, and he was able to push the atmosphere to a climax.

Su Wangting smiled bitterly and said, "I'm serious."

"Hahahahaha..."

The whole audience laughed even louder.

The tax collector patted his chest and laughed and said: "Okay, okay, don't joke anymore, hurry up and go have a wedding drink, I will reward you with five red envelopes!!"

"oh."

Su Wangting stretched out his hand and pressed it on the stone beam.

But when I pressed it, it didn't move for a long time.

"You want to take pictures?" the tax official urged.

Su Wangting retracted his hand and said with a smile: "The photo is finished."

"..."

The whole place fell silent again.

Anger climbed onto the tax collector's face again.

Is this guy really here to cause trouble?

"Kacha...kacha..."

Just as he was about to scold him, the tax collector suddenly heard a subtle cracking sound coming from the stone beams.

Then he took a breath and bent down to look.

But before he could bend down, there was a "bang" sound, and the thick stone beam was broken into two parts, and fell to the ground from the beam.

quiet……

All the villagers in the village were stunned.

Su Wangting smiled and pointed at the ground: "Ah, is it really broken?"

"this……"

The tax collector stared at the broken stone beam with a livid face, at a loss.

You must know that according to customs, if the stone beam is really broken, then his son's marriage must be canceled immediately!

"This...this, this, this..."

The tax collector pointed to the broken beam, stared at the old man next to him, and cast a look for help.

As the saying goes, old age is still hot, so the old host quickly put away the surprise on his face, laughed a few times, twirled his white beard and said: "This stone beam must have been placed on the open ground behind the ancestral hall for hundreds of years.

The wind and rain had made it brittle, but it broke on its own. This definitely does not represent God's will."

As he spoke, the old man waved to several strong men: "Go! Hurry and bring over the newly made wedding beams made last year, and the beam-beating ceremony will continue!"

Hearing this, the tax collector laughed and said: "Yes, yes, yes! The broken weathered stone beam does not represent God's will. We still have to invite a new marriage beam to make it count!"

"Oh, this little man deserves to die for his crime. He caused trouble to the adults' wedding banquet." Su Wangting pretended to be panicked and bowed repeatedly.

The tax collector waved his hand: "It's none of your business. As the saying goes, good things come in hard times. It seems that God attaches great importance to Quanzi's marriage. You can take pictures after the new Shi Liang is invited. I have many problems.

reward!"

After finishing speaking, only a humming sound was heard.

Eight strong men once again carried a stone beam over.

I saw that this square stone beam was actually larger than the previous one, and it seemed even thicker, probably weighing more than two thousand kilograms.

"Okay!! Only such a great marriage is worthy of the happy event of the tax collector's family!!"

"Yes, yes, yes, people are divided into three, six or nine classes. How can the marriage beam used for weddings in the tax collector's home be the same as ours?"

"Magnificent!! What a magnificent marriage!! This is really a good marriage!!"

"..."

During the dinner, there were constant shouts of flattery, which made this fat tax feel so proud that his face turned red again, and he thanked everyone with his hands.

The new stone beam was placed, and the tax official made a "please" gesture to Su Wangting: "Please ask this little brother to take the photo again, and let us continue the beam-tapping ceremony...ah no, let's continue."

Su Wangting slowly raised his hand and said with a smile: "I think this time I can count."

"Of course!! Please!!"

"oh."

Su Wangting's hand slowly placed on the stone beam again.

"Okay, the photo is finished." Su Wangting clapped his hands.

The tax collector's eyes almost popped out of his head, and he shouted: "You bastard! Where did you take the picture? It's not the same as before, you just put your hand on top!! Pat it hard!! Do you look down on me?"

As he spoke, the tax official rolled up his sleeves and cursed loudly: "Where did you come from, you little brat, you actually look down on me! If you don't pat your swollen hands today, I will kill you!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, several strong men quickly gathered around and glared at Su Wangting.

"Click... click..."

The subtle cracking sound sounded again.

"boom!!"

The thick stone beam collapsed again, breaking into two pieces and falling to the ground.
To be continued...