Chapter 209: Whoever wins is the third son-in-law of the Bai family
"Then is Mr. Bai ready to agree to my proposal of marriage, or agree to his proposal?" Zhan Bohan glanced at Bai Zhongyuan coldly, with a sharp tone that cannot be ignored.
Bai Zhongyuan frowned, lowered his head, and sighed sadly. Seeing that he didn't answer, Zhan Bohan snorted coldly: "Since you can't decide, then it's up to us to decide today. Whoever wins will be Bai Zhongyuan."
The third son-in-law of our family!" The clean, crisp and hearty words caused an uproar among the onlookers.
Down the slope, Mrs. Su had already frowned, her face was very ugly. There was a daughter-in-law nearby who didn't understand and said: "Isn't the Zhan family going to marry the eldest daughter of the Bai family? Why has she become the third lady again? And there is such a fuss.
It’s a drama about two men fighting over their wives!”
"No, out of the three ladies of the Bai family, the third young lady is the most beautiful. I think her daughter is also a person of great beauty." Another daughter-in-law took up the conversation and came over.
"I have met the third lady, and in the future I will marry a daughter-in-law like the third lady! Not like the eldest grandma of the Bai family." Tie Zhu, who was selling steamed buns on the street, laughed and bit his thumb.
"As bad as you are, if you want to be as good as Miss San, even if you dream about you, Pork Dongshi next door may not like you!" Laisan, the little gangster on the street, started to boo, laughing and cursing, and started to bully this honest iron man.
Zhulai, as soon as the words leave his mouth
, someone pinched his ear unexpectedly, causing him to scream out in pain, and a violent female voice penetrated his eardrums: "You want to die, do you want to kill me, use your mother to do it, and then use me and this fat boy?"
Sign, I’ll chop you up with my pork knife!”
When I looked at it, I saw a yellow flower girl who was as fat as a well. She had two small braids stuck up neatly on both sides. The belly on her face trembled. She rolled up her sleeves and crossed her waist. She looked menacingly.
Looking at this little ruffian, this person is Wang Cuihua, the daughter of Wang Laowu, a pork seller on Taohua Street.
However, when she was twenty-eight years old, she was born stronger than a man. Because her family sold a lot of pork, she was nicknamed "Pork Donshi" by some idle disciples.
I never call her directly, for fear that she will get angry and chop people off, but there are such fools who are not afraid of death and want to offend her.
Wang Cuihua only mentioned it, and with a glare of her round eyes, she threw the little ruffian ten feet away and rolled down. The steamed bun pillar couldn't help but gasped. This fat woman was quite fierce and arrogant.