C17 Zhang Qingyang's Wedding

"What's wrong with you? Brother Wei Xiaofeng? " Ma Yueyue looked at Wei Xiaofeng innocently, "Do you hate me?"

"If you don't leave, I'll sleep over there." Wei Xiaofeng didn't dare to stay for another second under such a challenging atmosphere. He turned around and walked out the door.

"Brother Wei Xiaofeng …" Ma Yueyue pouted her lips in disappointment. When she heard that the door next door was locked, she gave up and let go of her fan. She looked at her plump breasts and said dejectedly, "I'm so much worse than my sister." "Why don't you like me?"

Wei Xiaofeng thought he could get away from temptation by opening a room, but Wei Xiaofeng was wrong. Lying on the beds of the two beauties, the room was filled with the faint fragrance and the small space where women's private items were drying. Wei Xiaofeng couldn't fall asleep, even with the lights out.

The phone suddenly rang. Wei Xiaofeng, who was about to fall asleep, jumped in fright. He picked up the caller ID and saw that it was Ma Mulan. Wei Xiaofeng sat up. Looking at the time, it was still far from dawn. An ominous premonition hit Wei Xiaofeng's head, and he immediately picked up the phone with trembling hands.

After bringing the drunk Ma Mulan home, I specifically looked at the sleeping Ma Yueyue, thinking that I shouldn't disturb her, so I helped her back to her bed and took care of her to sleep. Only then did I realize that there wasn't a place for me to sleep, so I squinted my eyes on the sofa.

Wei Xiaofeng opened his eyes as his nose was filled with a light fragrance. He noticed that the sky was already starting to brighten. He could clearly see that the exquisite face in front of him was smiling at him affectionately.

"Ma Mulan, you're awake?" Are you all right? A headache? Why drink so much? "Why are you …" Noticing that he asked too many questions, Wei Xiaofeng stopped talking. Didn't you hate this snobbish woman? Why were there still so many questions related to her? How base!

Before he could finish his words, he cursed himself in his heart.

After a perspiring battle, Wei Xiaofeng rested his head on Ma Mulan's body, panting in satisfaction. "Darling, what happened? "Will you tell me?"

"I'm fine." Mamulan deliberately hid the sadness in her eyes and turned her face away.

The moment he followed her gaze, Wei Xiaofeng finally noticed the deep bruise on her back. Looking down, Wei Xiaofeng became more and more agitated, and the anger in his eyes became deeper and deeper. He knew that his gaze had stopped at her white calves. Although he had forgotten about her and was enjoying the intoxicating scent of Ma Mulan's fragrance with his eyes closed, he was aware of his own strength. Moreover, the scars on his body were not new to him.

"Is it that bastard? I fucking did him! " Wei Xiaofeng yelled as he pulled on his pants and walked towards the door.

"Can you do something else?" Ma Mulan shouted at the top of her lungs. She curled up, hugged her knees, and started crying.

Wei Xiaofeng clearly knew what this heart-wrenching cry meant. Indeed, apart from this little bit of bravery, what else could he have? After using violence, wouldn't they be certified to not be able to find an account? What's the use of having a hard fist? "With a drop of money, everything is settled …

Wei Xiaofeng stopped in his tracks. He slowly turned his head around and looked at Ma Mulan's wounds. After a moment of hesitation, he walked towards his room. After a while, Ma Yueyue came rushing in with a medicine bottle in her hand. As soon as she entered the room, she shouted, "Sis, what's going on?"

"It's fine, don't be so noisy." Ma Mulan frowned at her loud sister and then looked out of the window.

Hearing that the room had quietened down, Wei Xiaofeng went back to his room to pack his stuff and leave the courtyard.

Having been swept out of the house and left homeless, Wei Xiaofeng's mood fell to the bottom of the valley. Then, he suddenly recalled that it was Zhang Qingyang's great day.

Wei Xiaofeng's sadness turned into joy. He quickly went to the train station after reporting the matter on the phone.

"Yunfei, what are you doing? Today, Zhang Qingyang married his wife, so you should go and help with the chores, get a table, chair, stool, and set up a stove. Ergou will come to find you later. You two can go together. " Liu Yunfei's mother, Du Chunfeng, called out to Liu Yunfei who was walking out.

Du Chunfeng poured a basket of grey vegetables into the pigsty, turned around and poured a bucket of mixed wheat bran into the stone trough. Then, she patted the dust off her hands and said, "Alright, this is enough for the afternoon. I'll go over first. Lock the door when you leave."

"Sigh, I know, Mom." Liu Yunfei answered excitedly.

Du Chunfeng entered the house, changed into a fresh and slightly cleaner floral shirt, wiped her half-new leather sandals, and went out.

Looking at the young Du Chunfeng's perky butt, Liu Yunfei withdrew his gaze after turning a corner and disappeared. He swallowed a mouthful of saliva and cursed himself numbly a few times before turning around and entering the house. Since it's a marriage, you should at least dress up well. If a person is so energetic, he shouldn't be wasted, right? Furthermore, this little village was not very big. Thus, everyone liked to join in on the fun. Normally, there were rarely any new incidents and the Du Family Village men were few. This happy occasion required many people, and since the Village Head's house was happy about it, all the ladies and wives in the village would definitely come …

He changed into clean jeans, put on a white T-shirt that looked good though it was old, and looked at himself in the speckled mirror. Then, he heard Ergou's shouts and walked out of the house.

"What the f * ck!" It's not like you want to marry your wife, so why are you doing this so easily? I'll grease you up later, it's a pity, let's change it. " When Ergou saw Liu Yunfei approaching, he looked at his greasy shirt and rolled his eyes.

"Where is he going? You still don't know? " Du Xinyue coldly said as she walked past the door, she continued to walk forward with large strides.

Liu Yunfei smiled proudly. He knew Ergou was jealous, because he did not have any better clothes. He was sure that other than the village chief's son, who might be better dressed than him, everyone else would stand aside.

As for Du Xinyue, he really did not dare to provoke her, because he could see that she was dead set on Wang Ziye. It was just that her personality was too strong, and she was unwilling to take the initiative.

Although he did not know why there would be such a poor village in 2000, when the economy was already very developed, he had once been proud of it. From this, it could be seen how much his mother, Du Chunfeng, had doted on him. Although the family's income was not much, and she only relied on raising chickens for pigs and earning some pocket money as an inconspicuous veterinarian, she was still willing to dress well for him.

"What do you want to change? There's nothing left to change. The rest of the clothes have already been washed and are still wet." Liu Yunfei was too lazy to dawdle with Ergou and pushed him out the door.

The two of them were rushing towards the Village Head's house. Just as they turned a corner, Liu Yunfei's gaze was attracted by a red sedan at the mouth of the alley. Although it was just an ordinary Buick and the car was no longer new, one could tell from the big red flower on the front that it was a festive occasion car. Yes, in this kind of poor village, finding such a car to take care of his wife was already the highest grade. This was also the home of the village chief, and others might not even be able to afford it.

"Hurry up and go. Take a look at what time it is. If you're late, it's about time for the banquet. There's no time to tease those girls." Ergou, who was walking in front, pulled at the dazed Liu Yunfei and urged him excitedly.

"Hmm, my stomach is a bit uncomfortable. You go first, I'll go to the toilet and squat there for a while." Liu Yunfei's eyes did not leave the car that seemed to have something going on, as he casually sent Ergou away with an excuse.

"Alright then, hurry up." Ergou seemed to be in a hurry, and ran towards the Village Head's house without another word.

Liu Yunfei watched for a while more, and then saw the car door open. Sitting in the back seat, he saw a bride with a small bouquet of flowers in her hand stepping out with her pair of long white legs under the red qipao. However, after the bride tried and tried a few times and still failed to make up her mind to stand out, the driver and the two girls who had to pay respects (bridesmaids) were both at a loss for what to do.

The corner of Liu Yunfei's mouth widened into a sneer. These few days, I have been listening to the idle chicks from Du Jiagun talking about the customs of marriage in the countryside. The bride's feet can't land on the ground before she enters the bridal chamber. It's bad luck. Although this was a custom that Liu Yunfei had always thought was superstitious, at this moment, his heart was completely refreshed.

"Cough, cough …" With a dry cough, Liu Yunfei walked towards the bridal carriage, his bright smile already creeping onto his enchanter-like face, "Is this Zhang Qingyang's new sister-in-law? "Why aren't you leaving?"

Seeing someone coming, the driver smiled as if he saw his savior, "Little brother, the auspicious hour isn't here yet. The car at the back is a problem, the bride needs to go to the toilet, but the door is locked. You're worried to death, why don't you find a shack and borrow it …"

"Hey!" When Liu Yunfei heard this, his heart thumped incessantly, as he immediately answered, "This new bride's family has a happy occasion. Even Mao'er went to help out early in the morning, of course they're all locked up. Come, we'll take a turn at my place, I'll open the door for you guys."

"Thank you so much …" Seeing that Liu Yunfei had finished speaking and was about to reach for his keys, he turned around and walked towards the door. The driver also thanked him profusely and drove.

The car had arrived at Liu Yunfei's door, but Du Chunxiu still frowned. She was so anxious that her rosy face almost contorted, and she stretched her legs, not daring to get out of the car. This was going to be a major event in his life. He didn't dare to be careless!

Liu Yunfei looked at the few people who could only follow in a hurry and smiled as he walked over. "If sister-in-law doesn't mind, should I carry you in?"

"You?" Without waiting for Du Chunxiu's reply, the girl by the side became anxious, "That won't do. Who do you think you are? Do you think you can carry a bride?"

Liu Yunfei chuckled, "What are you saying? I'm not an onion, but I'm calling Zhang Qingyang brother. It's reasonable for my brother-in-law to take over the bride. Could it be that I got my sister-in-law to pee in the car? "

"That's right, that's right. Uncle, you can do it." The driver was an older man, he seemed to understand these customs, and upon hearing Liu Yunfei's words, he nodded his head repeatedly.

"What's the use of carrying it in, it's not like I have to squat!" Can you help me pee? " Du Chunxiu was in an extremely bad mood. Her tone was extremely gloomy as she glared at Liu Yunfei.