There isn't much difference between the countryside and the city when it comes to picking up the bride.
The first hurdle is the gate being blocked by family and friends asking for Red Envelopes. If the Red Envelopes aren't sufficient, the gate basically won't open.
And Du Heng and his group were now stopped at this first hurdle.
"Senior Brother, let's climb the wall," Wu Buwei, who was behind Du Heng, suggested a terrible idea.
As soon as Wu Buwei finished speaking, Du Heng actually turned his head to look at the nearby courtyard wall.
He considered himself a good-tempered person, but today, these demands for Red Envelopes were genuinely making him angry.
Six thousand six hundred yuan, sixty-six Red Envelopes. The amount in each Red Envelope varied; some contained one yuan, others four or five hundred. They were slid under the door crack, and how much each person got was all down to luck.
