I was so surprised that I couldn't close my mouth: "Throw, throw the hydrangea to attract a bride?"
"Oh, I'm rushing to get a good seat. I won't tell you more. If you want to know, you can go to the south square and see for yourself." The stranger opened Sima Yang's hand, rubbed oil on the soles of his feet, and blended into the crowd, slipping away.
Ran away.
Sima Yang held his chin up with one hand and looked at the crowd that was coming one after another, packed like a giant dough, as if he was assessing something.
"Sima Yang?"
As if thinking of something, Sima Yang's clear spring-like eyes lit up, and he slapped his hands hard: "Miss Huiyue, for the sake of safety, we'd better not go to see that thing about throwing hydrangeas for money, and go back to Aunt Zhao's house.
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How is that possible?! I have never really seen an ancient lady throwing a hydrangea! I finally have the opportunity to see it this time, how could I miss it!
I shook my head like a rattle and said firmly: "No, I want to go see it!"
After saying that, regardless of the situation, he pulled Sima Yang into the noisy crowd, like a small sailboat in the waves, drifting towards the square in the south square of the city - one by one.
When I arrived at the crowded Chengnan Square, I took advantage of Sima Yang's tall people and quickly found an excellent seat in the front row.
Everything is ready, just waiting for the start.γ(^