Dong Hong took this teasing as a compliment, smiled charmingly and said, "Oh, what are you talking about?"
Someone on one side sneered and said: "You have eight wives instead of ten, and you still dare to claim that you are not married. What should we, who only have one wife, do?" The speaker's name was Liu Feng.
It was a loan shark in Jimo City, and the person who was teasing Dong Hong was the owner of a black money bank in Jimo. Because of some business matters, the two of them had always been at odds with each other, and before they even sat down, they started talking.
The owner of the bank said with a smile: "Hey, don't look at your name. It's a girly name. How can you call it Feng? If you can marry a wife, you have earned it. Hahaha"
Some people nearby also laughed together.
Liu Feng's face turned red, she stood up and said: "You... what did you say! Tell me again!"
Princess Ningwu thought to herself: Beat! Beat! Beat hard! Beat to death! It is best to beat her head to a bloody head, which will directly damage the wedding!
"Hey! You two brothers! What are you doing! Look at the Buddha's face instead of looking at the monk's face. Today is King Dong's happy day. If you want to make a fuss, you can't make a fuss here! It's not good to delay someone's bridal chamber... Isn't that what you say?
, A spring night is worth a thousand pieces of gold!" Another person at the table laughed and smoothed things over, resolving a dispute.
Dong Hong nodded to him gratefully.
Ningwu clenched her fists, feeling dissatisfied. She didn't make a fuss as expected. What a pity.
The guests were almost here, and Dong Yong waved his hand to signal everyone to quiet down.
"I, Dong, thank you all for coming to support me despite your busy schedule. Everyone must eat and drink well!" Dong Yong burst out laughing, with a bit of shyness on his old face.
"good!"
"Where is sister-in-law, come out quickly!"
"Where's the bride!"
The people below were making noises, and the hall became a mess.
"The auspicious time has come!" I don't know who shouted, Yuzao supported the bride and walked slowly to the hall.
Ruyi was dressed in red and had a hijab covering her head.
There were people in the audience whistling, cheering, slapping the table, etc. There were even people asking the bride to show her face.
Dong Yong was not angry. He felt that the more lively the wedding, the better. It was okay to make some harmless jokes.
"Worship heaven and earth!"
Dong Yong bowed down respectfully, but the bride beside him remained unmoved.
Her backbone was as hard as steel, not even bending.
Dong Yong was a little angry and pulled Ruyi hard, but she still didn't move.
Damn it, this stinky bitch is totally embarrassing me. I need to show her some color after entering the bridal chamber.
There was a burst of malicious laughter from the crowd.
The bride does not move while worshiping heaven and earth. This is a new thing, and it is the first time for anyone to see it.
Dong Yong became angry and cursed in a low voice.
Ruyi felt it was time, opened her hijab, took out the piece of broken pottery from her sleeve, put it against her neck and shouted: "Let us go, or I will die in front of you!"
The moment her face was revealed, everyone gasped, including the young master and Princess Ningwu in the corner.
What kind of face is this...
His mouth was wide open, and his face was covered with a thick layer of powder. It was as white as a paper figure burned to the dead. The red rouge looked like a monkey's butt. The eyebrows were asymmetrical and thick on the left and right.
It's like two carbon strips are stuck on your face.
Ugly is not enough to describe this face, it is completely terrifying!