Even though I know my husband is not afraid of anyone, I am still worried about being accused of not following the old rules.
"Brother Wei Dong, let's not argue with them."
Li Weidong smiled: "Don't worry, they are no match for me together."
In Li Weidong's view, if you can solve things with your hands, don't use your mouth.
The person who shouted the most joyfully at this time was Yan Jiecheng.
When he was with Yu Li, he didn't even hold her hand.
In a blink of an eye, I was about to have a wedding with Li Weidong.
He wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to get back his money.
Making trouble in the wedding ceremony is an old rule, it is reasonable and legal, can Li Weidong still get angry?
Xu Damao wanted to take the opportunity to touch her. Yu Li was much prettier than Lou Xiao'e.
The two brothers of the Liu family didn't even have hair, so they were just making noise.
Silly Zhu looked like he was watching the excitement, he was just fulfilling his duties as Silly Guangzhi.
...
Seeing that Silly Zhu and the others were making noise but not taking action, Yan Jiecheng became anxious: "What are you doing standing around? Let's go up together and take off the new wife's clothes."
"Yan Jiecheng, you bastard!" Yu Li was so angry that her face turned pale. She didn't have the habit of taking off her clothes during a wedding in the capital.
She stood up and wanted to reason with Yan Jiecheng.
He was caught by Li Weidong: "Daughter-in-law, just sit on the bed and watch carefully. Don't say a word."
Li Weidong walked to Yan Jiecheng wildly.
His height of 1.8 meters had a serious psychological impact on Yan Jiecheng, who was 1.6 meters tall.
Yan Jiecheng looked up at him and was overwhelmed by his momentum. He rubbed his neck and shouted loudly: "Why... it's an old rule to have a wedding ceremony, do you still want to hit someone?"
Li Weidong just glanced at him sideways and walked to the center of the room.
Holding fists with both hands: "I would be very grateful to you for taking the time out of your busy schedule to come to see me, Li Weidong, at my wedding. I don't have anything good to give you, so it's just a unique gift!"
After that, he picked up the wooden stick at the door.
'Hey~ha! Hey~ha!'
The jujube beating stick technique was fully used, and for a while the shadows of the sticks were moving in the room, and the whistling sound of the sticks cutting through the air was continuous.
Everyone was stunned.
"Wei Zi is still Lian Jia Zi!"
"If you are decent, you should be better than Silly Zhu!"
"...Hey, if you learn how to do it, wouldn't you be able to fight that damn old man in Liu Haizhong?"
Silly Zhu clapped his hands and cheered, and the two brothers from the Liu family followed suit.
Xu Damao shrank his neck, and a gust of cold air rushed from the soles of his feet to the back of his head.
Yan Jiecheng's face was so dark that his eyes watered. He glanced at Yu Li, feeling a little unwilling to do so.
He held his neck and shouted: "It's the old rule to have trouble in the wedding ceremony, but you can...can...burp..."
Before he finished speaking, a bamboo pole carrying a cold wind came towards him.
He shivered with fright and squatted on the ground.
The stick stopped 0.001 cm away from Yan Jiecheng's head.
Yan Jiecheng looked along the stick and saw Li Weidong's evil face.
Oh my god, this kid really dares to do something.
Yan Jiecheng climbed up and ran away quickly.
Li Weidong slowly retracted the stick, clasped his fists with both hands, and said, "It seems that brother Jie Cheng is very satisfied with my performance and has gone home happily. How do you all feel?"
The ones who took the lead in making noises were scared away, and the rest naturally didn’t have the guts to stay here any longer.
Xu Damao: "Wei...Wei Dong, I have to pick up Lou Xiao'e..."
Silly Zhu: "Weizi, you are busy..."
Liu Guangfu and Liu Guangtian: "Brother Wei Dong, can you teach us how to practice sticks?"
....
In a short while, all those who were causing trouble in the wedding room were gone.
The room suddenly became quiet.
Yu Li wore double ponytails today, which was requested by Li Weidong a while ago.
The cheeks are rosy, the lips are delicate, and the skin is fairer.
When she saw Li Weidong staring at her, her heart accelerated uncontrollably, and her cheeks immediately turned crimson.
Li Weidong took off his cotton-padded jacket and walked over slowly.
In the spring-filled house, Yu Li was in various postures, leaning softly and charmingly in Li Weidong's arms.
Sleepless night!
...
The night falls slowly.
After Qin Huairu helped her three children fall asleep, she lay on the bed and tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.
The majestic figure wearing a big red flower always appeared in front of her eyes.
In the past, the boy from the Li family was like Silly Zhu, following Qin Huairu around all day long, but Qin Huairu didn't think she was very handsome.
The first few times I was taken advantage of, I just felt shy and thought it was not a good deal, and had no other thoughts.
That man wearing a big red flower today is really more handsome than Jia Dongxu.
It's just too young. If I were more than ten years older...
Jia Zhang, who was lying on the opposite side, woke up from her fuss. She yawned and complained: "Why don't you sleep? It's hot and cold in the bed. Don't freeze the penis."
Qin Huairu quickly lay down, smoothed the corners of the quilt, and said perfunctorily: "There seems to be a barking outside."
"What, it's winter, the cat is not showing off, why is it so noisy? Go to sleep."
Seeing that Ms. Jia Zhang was awake, she had been embarrassed to ask in front of the child just now.
Qin Huairu raised the issue at this moment: "Mom, is that Cuihua really ajar?"
Even though she had long been accustomed to Jia Zhang's promiscuity, Qin Huairu still felt that she had indeed gone too far this time.
Fortunately, Yan Jia saw through it in advance. If he really married Cuihua, Yan Jiacheng would not have to fight against the Jia family.
"So what! Cuihua is a regular employee and doesn't require a betrothal gift, so why can't she be worthy of Yan Jiecheng? Lao Yan is just trying to pick a bone." Mrs. Jia Zhang sat up in annoyance.
The beautiful marriage was ruined. In the afternoon, Uncle Huang sent someone to take the fifteen yuan back.
At that time, Mrs. Jia Zhang didn't want to give it, but the man was a second-rate guy, smoking a cigarette and carrying a bicycle lock, and wanted to go to school to talk to Banggeng.
There is only one eldest grandson of the Jia family. He who will continue the family lineage with the Jia family in the future must not get into trouble.
"Mom~" Qin Huairu lowered her voice with some dissatisfaction: "You have gone too far this time. How can we be neighbors with the third uncle in the future?"
"The First Clan"
Mrs. Jia Zhang rolled her eyes and glanced at her daughter-in-law angrily: "Humph, if you hadn't failed to live up to expectations, I would have had to talk to others about it. Look at you, you have been in the factory for several years, and you are still the same.
Grade worker, if you put more thought into the factory, your monthly salary can now be thirty or forty."
Qin Huairu was so wronged that she almost cried.
She took Jia Dongxu's place in the factory, which was completely out of her control.
It stands to reason that Jia and Zhang should have taken over the job at that time. After working for a few years, they didn't need to be too active and just became a first-level worker.
When she reaches age, she can retire.
At that time, Qin Huairu will take over again.
In this way, their family has two wages, which can bring them at least more than fifty yuan a month.
But Jia and Zhang lied, claiming that they had a headache and dizziness and could not enter the workshop at all.
Qin Huairu could only do the top job, but she was a young widow from a rural area who had not gone to school for a few days. She was uneducated and could not operate a lathe, so she could only work as a coolie.
Even if she tried her best, she couldn't compare to the male workers of Guo Daqianzi, so naturally she wouldn't be promoted.
Seeing Mrs. Jia Zhang pointing her gun at herself, Qin Huairu knew that it was useless to persuade her, so she could only remind her carefully: "The third uncle is a master who regards money as his life. He must take back the matchmaker's gift money. That money
You all used money to buy meat..."
"My silly daughter-in-law, you still don't know what your mother-in-law is capable of? Can you ask Lao Yan to handle it? Don't worry!" Mrs. Jia Zhang curled her lips in disdain, yawned and went to sleep.
Qin Huairu stared at the swaying tree shadows outside the window and stayed awake for half the night.
