Happy Marriage

Xue Zhao staggered out of Meng's house. There was a lot of traffic at the door. He turned around and couldn't tell which carriage belonged to the Xia family, so he could only stagger back.

The fans stared at him and didn't know which secluded place he went to. He wanted to unbutton his pants and let the water out, but he was suddenly covered with a cloth bag, and then his fists and sticks greeted him like raindrops. Generally, under the ruthless hand.

For a while, Xue Zhao only felt that the sky was dark and it was difficult to resist.

This group of people was still puzzled, and they beat and kicked again. Seeing that Xue Zhao was already unconscious, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"The servant's mansion dares to make trouble, and our family's young master also dares to provoke it. It's just boring and crooked."

"Brother, how to deal with it?"

"The young master has explained it, and he will be sent to Yizhuang, stripped of his clothes, and picked up by a female corpse, hugging him and going to be intimate."

Several people laughed maliciously for a while, dragged Xue Zhao to death like a pig, and threw him into the carriage, and sent him directly to Yizhuang.

Besides, in Meng's house, Xue Zhao turned the table up and made a big banquet. The Meng family wanted to set up a new table to entertain Qin Huaiyuan and others, but the three of them politely refused, and after they left Meng's house, they went back to the house. .

When Xia Zihuan returned to the Xia Mansion, the banquet in the Xia Mansion had already dispersed, the guests had dispersed, and the cups and cups were in a mess.

The old lady got drunk and felt dizzy, so she stayed for the time being, and decided to stay for one more night and return to Master Xia's mansion tomorrow morning.

Mrs Xue sent off the guests and went to the old lady's yard to invite An to serve, so she didn't dare to slack off.

An Sheng is free today, while diligently helping with the busyness, while paying attention to the movement outside the mansion.

It was not too late for Zihuan to come back, so after returning to the mansion, he would say hello to the Xue family, say hello, and tell his mother about the uncle's making a fuss in Meng mansion today.

When he was at the door, An Sheng stopped him.

"My grandmother is sick today, and my mother is serving in front of me. I told others not to disturb my grandmother's cleanliness. You can just go back and rest. If you have anything to say, you can talk about it at breakfast tomorrow."

Zihuan was the most honest and obedient, nodded: "Then I'll go back and report to my mother tomorrow."

An Sheng grabbed him: "But what's so rare about the Meng family?"

Zihuan told An Sheng about today's banquet vividly, and said angrily: "Today, my uncle is too much. After being drunk, he talked nonsense, which made us all embarrassed."

Hearing this, An Sheng said worriedly: "Just now, your third sister is still furious about this marriage. She has such a big temper. If you have nothing to do, don't provoke her, especially don't tell her about this matter. Otherwise, she will definitely be sad."

Even Xia Zihuan was afraid of Xia Ziwu's unruly temper, but he was still somewhat close to An Sheng. Immediately waved his hands again and again: "Second sister Xie reminded me that I won't go to her to make fun of myself and listen to her cry."

Seeing that Zi Huan had finally stabilized, An Sheng urged him to go back to sleep. He was apprehensive again, afraid that Xue Zhao would go back to the mansion to stir things up again, and told Xia Yuanwai the news that Zihuan had already returned to the mansion, urging him to close the mansion door and rest earlier.

It was An An who was alive and had nothing to do all night.

The sky was just showing the fish belly white, that is, the city gate just opened. The Xia Mansion, which has been noisy for the past few days, is still closed, and the people are still sleeping after a tired day. The door of the Xia Mansion was slammed loudly, showing anxiety.

The porter yawned again and again, got up reluctantly, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and asked through the crack of the door, "Who is it?"

"I, open the door!"

The porter immediately heard the voice, it was none other than Uncle Xue Zhao.

When Xue Zhao saw Tiandi running towards the Xia Mansion, the concierge had already heard the sound and identified the person, so he immediately stepped forward to unlock the door: "So early? Uncle has it."

Before he could finish the question, he was stunned and dumbfounded.

"Uncle, how do you dress up like this?"

Outside the door, Xue Zhao had a blue nose and a swollen face, his hair was disheveled, he was wearing a loose long gown and rolled in yellow mud, not to mention how embarrassed he was.

Xue Zhao's legs were still shaking, and he seemed to have lingering fears.

He was thrown into the Yizhuang last night, and woke up at midnight. He touched the objects in his arms, cold and hard, with an unpleasant rotten smell.

The morgue in Yizhuang was very dark, full of the pungent rancid stench that could not be concealed by plant ash and lime powder. He woke up with a jolt, slowly groping, and realized that what he was holding in his arms was a dead man. On the other hand, he was naked, naked, and without an inch of thread.

He rolled down from the mortuary with an "Ow", almost lost his spirits, and ran out of the shit. The door of the room was locked from the outside, which really made the sky not work, and the earth didn't work.

He has done a lot of unfortunate things in his life, how can he not be afraid? Raising his throat, he let out a long, short howl. Thanks to the old man who guarded Yizhuang, who lived not far away, and dealt with corpses all the year round, he was bold, stuck his head out with a mad lantern, and scolded at the top of his voice: "Are you cheating corpses in the middle of the night?"

Xue Zhao was in a desperate situation. He begged the old man with tears and tears to open the door and let him out. Then he asked the old man for a long gown that he did not know which body he had torn off. I don't know how many somersaults I fell, but I entered the city as soon as the city gate opened.

He gasped heavily, sat down on the threshold, and grinned, "Where's my sister?"

The concierge was delighted when he saw his description: "Madam stayed up late last night and hasn't gotten up yet."

Xue Zhao raised his hand weakly: "I sent someone to report and said that I have urgent matters to find her."

The concierge looked at the sky and stood still: "You can rest for a while and relax, it will be dawn soon, and as soon as the backyard door opens, I will send someone to report back soon."

Xue Zhao only felt that his throat was smoking because he was too frightened. He ordered cold tea and drank it into his stomach. After all, he had the strength to stand up and went straight to the back house.

As soon as the door to the backyard opened, Xue Zhao suddenly said, "Sister! Sister!"

Xia Yuanwai has a low official position and is not qualified to go to court, but he must be on time. As soon as the two got up, they were terrified by Xue Zhao's voice.

Xue swears angrily, and opens the door to welcome him out: "Get up early and howl!"

He was stunned for a while, and the words got stuck in his throat.

Xue Zhaoxin rushed over in a hurry, not because of anything else, Meng Jinglun was safe and sound, after all, the paper couldn't wrap the fire, Xue would know sooner or later. Rather than taking all her anger on herself when the time comes, she might as well take advantage of the situation now that the wicked complain first and bite the Meng family back.

Therefore, he stepped forward and hugged Xue Shi's leg and burst into tears: "Sister, we were calculated by the Meng family!"

Xue Shi was inexplicable and pulled him up: "Why do you look so embarrassed? What's going on? Didn't you send your relatives over for a drink last night?"

Xue Zhao raised his face: "My nephew didn't tell you when he came back yesterday?"

Xue shook his head: "He went to rest when he came back. What happened?"

Xue Zhao's words were astonishing: "Then Meng Jinglun didn't break his leg at all, his old Meng family is so deceiving!"

At the moment, he recounted what happened at the banquet last night in black and white: "Brother, I can't be angry, but I made a theory on the spot, but my fists were no match for four, and I was beaten by his Meng family's plot."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xue Shi instantly collapsed to the ground, not only did not feel sorry for his injury, but pointed at his nose and scolded: "You kill a thousand knives, I said from the second floor steps Rolling down, how can you not hurt your bones and muscles, you still swear that you have already inquired clearly. Now it's good, the chickens are flying, the wife and the army are lost, and the major event of my son's life has been ruined! "