Dressed as a waste of a courtyard in the 1950s, Xu Damao wants to steal Qin Huairu's marriage on the Mid-Autumn Festival night. I took out the marriage application form that I had submitted in advance and slapped it on the stone table. His face turned green, and I slowly took out the tin box: Don't worry, I traveled through time by eating mushrooms, and I even brought a box of laughing gas with me.
