Happy Marriage

An Sheng was petite and surrounded by many people. Even if he was jumping, he couldn't see the excitement in the circle.

"Auntie, I tore your mouth! I sold you to a brothel!" Xia Ziwu became more and more annoyed: "If I don't show you some color today, you still don't know how good I am!"

The other voice didn't know who it was, so he didn't give in: "Do you really think of yourself as the young lady of the Zheng family? You haven't walked in yet. If it's a matter of priority, you're still lining up behind the four of us sisters. , it's not your turn to issue orders. Besides, we were sent to the Zheng family by Yu Shizi, do you dare to send them off?"

Xia Ziwu cursed angrily: "Zheng Yuan, you bastard, you just watch her bully me or not? Do you still have a conscience? Don't forget, you can have today, it all depends on us. Xia Family! You just promised me with tears and tears that you would only treat them as messengers, and never have any other thoughts on them. You forgot as soon as you turned around, didn't you?"

An Sheng listened outside and couldn't help but help his forehead, is this Xia Ziwu really stupid? On the street, to do such savage things, the singer is shameless, and naturally he is not afraid of preaching. She is the dignified Miss Xiafu, and she is not shy, and everyone knows that she is noisy. The face of the Xia family really made her lose everything.

Zheng Yuan was really in the crowd, and when he heard Xia Ziwu's scolding, he said helplessly: "Little aunt, let's stop making trouble? What's the matter? After returning to the house, I closed the door and said, if you want to beat or scold you, it's up to you. Above, pulling and pulling, how ugly."

"You know it's not good-looking now? You don't even look at how much you weigh? Such a broken family has no ability, and you can imitate other people's three wives and four concubines."

Zheng Yuan should have persuaded him for a long time, but at this time he was impatient: "I have already said all my good words, and my lips are worn out. I said it all, I came to choose the fat powder for you, and let her help me to check it out. If you don't want to listen, I can't help it."

The crowd of onlookers talked and laughed.

Like a loach, An Sheng squeezed through a slit, glanced at it, and almost laughed unkindly.

No wonder I couldn't see the battle situation here, it turned out that the two had turned into a rolling battle!

Xia Ziwu and that singer, you grabbed my hair, I pulled your belt, and both legs were twisted into twists, tightly entangled, all rolled in the dirt, hair was messy, and the temples were crooked. To be as embarrassed as to be embarrassed.

Zheng Yuan, on the other hand, stood aside and watched.

An Sheng suddenly remembered something. In this case, wise women pick up men, and stupid women pick up women.

A man is dishonest and always thinks about stealing food. Even if you take away the fish he is holding, he will still look for the next one! So smart women often look for a rope to tie the stinking cat.

And Xia Ziwu obviously didn't think so. She decided that Zheng Yuan's infidelity was the result of the seduction of these four singers. Therefore, when she saw Zheng Yuan and the singer appear in the powder shop together, she immediately shot at the singer.

An Sheng had seen enough of the excitement, and really wanted to get down and make Xia Ziwu more aggressive. But I didn't want to get involved and make me feel bad, so I turned my head and wanted to get back.

Zheng Yuan's eyes were sharp, and he saw her at a glance. He seemed to see the savior, and shouted in surprise, "Second miss! Stay!"

An Sheng had to stop embarrassingly, turned his face and smiled "hehe": "So it's you, what are you doing here? Official business?"

Zheng Yuan hurriedly stepped forward and pointed to Xia Ziwu on the ground with a sullen face: "Isn't this your sister? I just saw me on the street with a girl, so she came to tear it unreasonably, no matter how I persuaded it, I didn't listen. Second miss, you Please advise for help."

It seemed that An Sheng had just seen Xia Ziwu, his eyes widened, and he exclaimed, "Oh, it's really my sister! Why do you look like this?"

An Sheng is Xia Ziwu's nemesis, and he hates him to the core. Now that she is so embarrassed, she is actually watching her lively, and Xia Ziwu is immediately annoyed and angry: "Go away!"

An Sheng straightened up and spread his hands helplessly at Zheng Yuan: "My third sister has always denied my six relatives, and I can't do anything about it. Master Zheng can do it himself, so he should accumulate some experience to avoid group fights after the big wedding. You are helpless."

She turned around and wanted to leave, but Zheng Yuan grabbed her sleeves.

As soon as An Sheng saw him, he couldn't help but think of that day at the bottom of the water. He was doing something to himself, something that could not be waited for. He wished he could immediately punch him in the face and hit him with a bright purple and red color to relieve his anger.

She froze and snorted softly, "Let go!"

Zheng Yuan quickly let go, and said with a sullen face: "Second miss, you can't go, anyway, take this aunt back, just beg you, I can't afford to lose this person."

An Sheng blinked: "Don't worry, I will never sit idly by. I will go back to the house and call my mother and the others."

Then he turned his face to Xia Ziwu and said, "Third sister, you must resist, don't let go. If you let go, you will lose, and you will bow down when you marry in the future. You wait, I will come back. The government will go and send rescue soldiers for you. Today we have to say anything without arguing for steamed buns."

Xia Ziwu tugged at the singer's hair, her hands were sore. And that singer, pulling her belt, saw that her clothes were all messed up, and she was about to leak out!

An Sheng was still gloating on the side, and Xia Ziwu's hands were shaking with anger.

An Sheng pondered, not falling into the trap, as if he was really sorry for the crowd watching the fun.

She kindly warned: "Third sister's armpit is ticklish, but it must be caught, don't let her take advantage of it."

This sentence reminded the singer, decisively released the hand that had been pulling the belt, and sneaked towards her armpit.

This is a weakness of Xia Ziwu, An Sheng often fights with her, so he knows everything well.

Xia Ziwu's body twitched for a while, and his hand lost strength.

The singer suddenly reversed the situation, kneeling on the ground and not caring about the pain from the root of her hair, she put her hands down and exerted her strength towards Xia Ziwu.

Xia Ziwu suddenly trembled, and without the strength to fight back, the front of his clothes suddenly opened.

Xia Ziwu saw that the spring light was about to leak out. Out of breath, he called Zheng Yuan angrily: "You are a dead person, so let others bully me like this?"

Many people tugged at their necks maliciously, and Zheng Yuan saw that the two were no longer entangled, so he stepped forward to pull the frame.

Xia Ziwu didn't know what to do when he saw it. Seeing that Zheng Yuan was holding the singer, he hurriedly gathered his clothes and made up.

This singer was also savage, or rather fearless, so she immediately quit, pushed Zheng Yuan away, and rushed over to fight her again.

Zheng Yuan, one head and two big ones, beat his chest and paused: "Second miss, what should I do?"

An Sheng turned his face, and saw a pot of dishwashing water on the bun porridge stall beside him, with a layer of leek leaves and oil flowers floating on it. She smiled slightly, separated the crowd, stepped forward to hold the basin of water in her hand, and shouted at the crowd, "I count one, two, three, and if we don't separate, I'll throw it!"

The crowd immediately gave way to the clearing.

At this time, the singer had the upper hand, and when she heard An Sheng's reminder, she knew the situation and let go.

Before An Sheng's word "two" was exported, the water in the basin had already poured out, sliding through a beautiful arc, with the spicy taste of leeks mixed with rice grains, making Xia Ziwu cheaper.

Xia Ziwu shouted like killing a pig, and his hair immediately became lively.

The sewage was dripping, and the whole body was soaked, like a chicken in soup.

"Xia Ansheng! I fought with you!"

An Sheng's eyes widened in surprise: "Ah, why did it all splash on you? I saw her riding on you and wanted to splash her. Who knew she would dodge so quickly."

Xia Ziwu got up from the ground angrily and was about to rush towards An Sheng.

Zheng Yuan didn't dare to offend Xia Ansheng now. Knowing the seriousness, he immediately stopped Xia Ziwu: "Second Miss is also for your own good. Look at the way you are now, how embarrassing you are in front of everyone?"

At this moment, Xia Ziwu burst into anger at Zheng Yuan, raised his hand and grabbed his face: "Let you raise a fox spirit!"

Zheng Yuan had been prepared for a long time, and hurriedly avoided it.

He was originally a martial artist, and there was no seriousness under his hands. When he was in a hurry, he made Xia Ziwu scream like killing a pig.

An Sheng saw enough of the excitement, and also lit a fire, secretly gave the singer a thumbs-up, and then turned around and got into the carriage.

In the past, he was so tolerant and never made trouble, Xia Ziwu and Xue's mother and daughter refused to forgive him. So, what are you polite about? So happy!

Xia Ziwu still yelled at himself behind him, not giving in or letting go.

Seeing that there was no more excitement to watch, everyone laughed and dispersed.

Zheng Yuan wanted to attack, but he didn't dare. After all, for him, the Xia family was really high. Just waiting for Xia Ziwu to marry into the door, you can be sure of it, and it's not too late to be presumptuous.

Therefore, he is kind to Xia Ziwu.

Xia Ziwu was relieved after the commotion was over. He glanced at Zheng Yuan suspiciously, and snorted coldly: "Why are you protecting that stinky girl An Sheng everywhere? Do you have any thoughts about her?"

Zheng Yuan hurriedly defended: "Auntie, that Xia Ansheng is the son of the eldest son, how can I have the courage?"

Xia Ziwu snorted coldly, "Are you brave enough?"

"That's not Mrs. Hou's order, don't I dare not to obey? Besides, my head is still on my neck now. If Mrs. Hou and the old lady hadn't kept me, I'm afraid that the prince would have long since held me back. Squeezed to death. Then Xia Ansheng, we must not provoke it. "

Xia Ziwu sneered contemptuously: "You treat her as a bodhisattva, but I don't take her seriously. One day, I will make her look good."

Zheng Yuan hurriedly persuaded: "Just stop."

Xia Ziwu glared: "What are you still doing? Why don't you send me home soon! Do you want to freeze me to death?"

Zheng Yuan smiled flatteringly, called the coachman over, and ordered the singer to find a quilt, wrapped Xia Ziwu, and sent him to the carriage.

The singer didn't want to provoke Xia Ziwu anymore, but she had three inches of golden lotus wrapped around her feet and couldn't walk far, so she followed Zheng Yuan's instructions and sent Xia Ziwu back to Xia Mansion first, and then ordered the driver to take her back.