"Aiyo, Old Qi, your handling of things is really not pretty!"
Uncle immediately said, "Six wedding cars? And two are still not booked? Outsourcing the whole ceremony, and you haven't even properly arranged the hotel for the bride's family? What are you doing? Is this a wedding or a trap for people?"
"This... this..." Zhao Old Qi was sweating profusely. He was just a simple and honest farmer, how could he handle all these arrangements?
"Tsk tsk, Old Qi, oh, Old Qi, your son is only getting married once. How could you handle it like this!" Second Uncle also expressed his deep dismay: "Look at me, I save the best for my son. But you, you are really losing face for our Zhao family. Even if we don't say anything, what would the bride's family think?"
"Lingling's family won't say anything, they are all very nice people!" Zhao Tao hurriedly said.