"Marriage" Chinese Translation Serial Last Chapter Marriage March (1)

At five o'clock in the afternoon, taxis and cars stopped frequently in front of a hall in Marunouchi. The people who got off the bus one by one confirmed to the receptionist whether the wedding of Nanshan's marriage was held on the fifth floor.

Mitsuo Inoki is a friend of Kenji, and he is in charge of liaison and the work of emcee today. Since Nan's relatives and several young students were responsible for receiving gifts, he focused on contacting the hotel, arranging banquet tables, and arranging the congratulatory telegrams that flew like snowflakes.

After the matter was over, he walked around the VIP room, which was already crowded with guests dressed in fancy clothes. Everyone had a smile on their face, introducing themselves or reminiscing about each other.

He walked through the VIP room and knocked on the door of the preparation room of Nan's house. Today's protagonist, Xianji and his mother, were talking to the introducers, the Hua Mu and his wife.

"what!"

When Xianji saw Inoki, he felt very at ease.

"How is it? How does it feel to be a bridegroom?"

"The collar is too hard, so uncomfortable!"

"That's because you're not used to wearing it!"

Inoki took out a cigarette case from his pocket and asked Xianji if he wanted one.

"However, every man has to be a scholar once in his life, and that is when he gets married, and he will become a promising young man in the future. In another hour, people will say the same thing about you."

This made Xianji's mother and the introducer Hua Mu and his wife laughed.

"But married such a lovely bride," Madam Huamu retorted with a smile:

"How does Xianji become a scholar and become a promising young man in the future?"

"that's OK,"

Kenji gave Inoki a wink:

"Maybe he will become a man with indigestion after eating mochi in the first month."

The Huamu couple and Xianji's mother did not know the meaning of this sentence. When was that? It was the words that Inoki said in a beer bar near Tokyo Station, when he had feelings for married life.

(We sometimes want to abandon our roles as husbands and fathers and return to the true nature of men; but our wives no longer regard us as men in love, but only see us as husbands. If things go on like this, we will be tired and tired, and we will Like eating too much mochi in the first month, I feel full.)

Of course, Inoki remembered what he said at the time, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Why, my stomach is not good, you are different from me, your digestive ability is very strong, no problem!"

"Oops! What are you talking about? How do you say stomach."

Mrs. Huamu didn't know what was going on, and interrupted in the middle, Xianji and Inoki laughed.