On the third day of the second lunar month, Jingzhe was suitable for marriage.

The sound of firecrackers and thunder shook the sky.

Today was a good day for the village chief of Sunshine Village to marry his daughter-in-law.

All the 30 tables were full, and it could be said that they were full of friends.

Only half of the table had been soaked in the spring rain.

At this table sat a young man about 25 or 26 years old.

He was wearing an old-fashioned Chinese tunic suit.

There was a bun tied with red cloth on his head.

It was quite straight.

He had only seen it in ancient martial arts dramas.

It was particularly conspicuous.

Next to him sat a petite little girl.

She was wearing a blue mushroom cap and had delicate facial features. Her big eyes were flickering, and she was about five or six years old.

The little girl sat side by side on a long wooden bench, her two small feet swaying.

The two people, one big and one small, seemed to be out of place with the guests at the next table.

The villagers were not surprised by this. Most of them even smiled when they saw the two of them.

But after they walked past each other, they left as quickly as if they had seen a ghost.

"Dad, if we eat this meal today, will the village chief ask me to pay the bill?"

"You think too much."

Zhang Daonian shook his head with a wry smile. "We're having a meal today. The village chief is such a big official. He won't pay you back."

Looking at his cunning daughter, Zhang Daonian was very distressed. In his previous life, he had been obsessed with medicine for a hundred years, and in this life, he had turned into an ordinary person and hidden in the mountains.

Her mother was single.

He didn't have a girlfriend.

As a result, one morning three months ago, in front of a dilapidated house where even dogs were unwilling to live, there was a little girl standing there.

Holding the household register in one hand, dragging a suitcase in the other, carrying a hooligan's little backpack on his back, he opened the door and called him father.

Zhang Daoian thought that his way of getting up was not right, so he entered the room and closed the door. After opening the door, the little girl was still standing at the door.

The household register was verified, the blood was used to recognize the relatives, and the secret method was used.

It was obvious that in the household register, the little girl named Zhang Yuetong was his biological daughter.

Where was her home? Where was her mother? She had no idea.

As for how they got to the village, it was asked that it was sent by the delivery man.

The bloodline was connected.

Zhang Daonian, who almost starved to death, had to live in the village with his daughter with a headache.

"By the way, Little Rain, you're only six years old today. Where did you learn all the business scriptures?"

Her daughter's wet nurse was called Little Rain.

"Of course I learned it from Mom."

Zhang Yuetong looked like she was saying that her mother was very powerful.

Then he asked with a guilty conscience, "I heard that there are gifts for dinner. Did you give them to Dad?"

"I don't have any money. Why should I give you a gift? I used to eat and drink for free in the past. Why don't you take a look at how much Village Chief owes you and cut off two of them as gifts?"

Zhang Daonian said matter-of-factly.

Zhang Yuetong decisively took out a small book with all kinds of crystal diamonds from the hooligan rabbit backpack behind her and opened it.

Soon, he found a page with the words "Village Chief" written on it.

On the first page, there was a piece of meat with two lines on it.

The third row, the fourth row, each of them wrote: half a kilogram of cabbage, five kilograms of radish, one pound of preserved meat, one meal, etc.

However, they all drew a horizontal line.

"This won't do. The village head's family has already paid off all of his debts during the new year. The last time we helped him treat old cold legs was too much of a loss. It was only half a kilogram of meat and a meal, yet you still helped him cure it. Yet the village head still thinks it's too expensive!"

Zhang Yuetong had repeatedly confirmed that the village chief's report had been cut off, and her face was a little ugly.

"It doesn't matter. Let's have a meal first. In the future, our starting price will be an old hen." Zhang Daonian comforted.

"Hee hee, I'm too dark!"

While speaking, Zhang Yuetong's face was already full of lovely and charming smiles.

"By the way, I heard that the new wife of the village chief is very powerful. She is the daughter of the Jiang family in the county. Half of the county was built by her family. She is rich."

"I also heard that the rich young lady is very beautiful. I don't know what she thinks, but she married the son of the village chief. Wang Fugui is so ugly, even uglier than the village chief."

Zhang Daonian looked at his daughter, who was obsessed with money, speechlessly. He reached out his hand and patted her mushroom head. "You little raindrops, where did you hear this news from? Village Chief, you have to call me grandpa. Wang Fugui, you have to call him uncle. Don't be rude."

"I heard from Seventh Aunt, Fourth Aunt, and the others. I told you secretly. I heard that the bride is already pregnant. My mother said that this is a marriage of children. Double happiness is coming."

Zhang Yuetong automatically ignored Zhang Daonian's teachings and was full of gossip.

"Your mother..."

"Here comes the bride!"

A loud shout accompanied by the sound of firecrackers exploded in the crowd.

Zhang Daonian swallowed the words that had just come to his lips.

They saw two wedding cars parked steadily in the crowd beside the village chief's house.

The door of the wedding car opened, but the woman who got out was not the beautiful woman with the red veil on her head.

It was a fat middle-aged woman in a red robe with a red cloth folding fan in her hand.

It was the matchmaker of the surrounding ten miles and eight villages.

As soon as he got out of the car, he shouted loudly.

"Don't move. The old man has to hold your daughter-in-law in his arms. Where is the old man?"

"Why are you all standing there like idiots? Stop the groom!"

"There's nothing about the groom!"

Soon, the groom, Wang Fugui, was wrapped in tape and hung on the electric pole next to him. A group of best men and young people in the village were playing around.

The brand-new groom's suit had been torn into shreds, and his life-bonded pants were fluttering in the chilly wind.

And beside the wedding car, it was blocked by a group of villagers.

An old man in his fifties was pushed out of the crowd. He was dragged by the swollen woman's arms, which were thicker than her thighs. He struggled several times but failed to get rid of her.

This person was the village chief of Sunshine Village, Wang Canian.

It was vulgar to hold a daughter-in-law in one's arms, and the daughter-in-law was the daughter-in-laws of a rich family. Naturally, Wang Changgeng was afraid of her. He put his hands into his sleeves and looked reluctant.

"Village Chief, why are you shrinking your hands? Is it because that woman is clinging on to you every day and her body is weak?"

"It's a rule to hold a daughter-in-law. You can't shrink your hands. You have to put your arms around your waist and thighs."

"As for the bride, we can't hide. After hugging her, we have to put our arms around the old man's neck. That's what we should say-"

Mrs. Zhang took the opportunity to put one arm around Wang Changgeng's neck and twisted her fat body in front of him.

She pouted and said, "I don't want a father to hug me! I don't want a dad to hug me!"

Her tone and her words would be replaced by that of a petite beauty acting coquettishly in the arms of her sworn father. It was indeed enough to make people's imagination go wild.

But when it fell on the matchmaker, it only caused the villagers to make a scene, and some single people even learned how to behave.

"I don't want my father to hug me..."

"Elder Wang Han'er, hug him quickly!"

"Hug!"

"Hug!"

"Hug!"

The villagers' strange roars were like a magic spell, urging Wang Canian to approach the bride step by step.

"I'm sorry, daughter-in-law."

Looking at his daughter-in-law's shy look, Wang Changnian murmured to himself. With a cruel heart, he directly picked her up and ran into the room.

As a farmer, Old Han's leg had been cured.

A daughter-in-law with a slim body that was not as heavy as an adult's, it was not a problem to hold her as fast as flying.

In the blink of an eye, he ran out a few steps and was about to reach the dam.

"Damn it! Stop it! The bride hasn't called yet, and they haven't kissed yet!"

The matchmaker was stunned for a moment, and then she reacted. She immediately threw away the trembling meat and took the lead to catch up with him.

Wang Changian wanted to take his daughter-in-law home and block their way. He didn't want anyone to go too far with their marriage.

But when he heard this, he still wanted to kiss his daughter-in-law?

His heart couldn't help but tremble. He stepped on nothing and was about to fall to the ground with his daughter-in-law in his arms.

"Ah!"

Wang Canian's reaction was also very fast. He was afraid that he would suppress his daughter-in-law, so he quickly pushed her out before he fell down.

The bride rolled on the ground a few times. Fortunately, there was a table next to her to block her. Otherwise, she would have fallen off the hillside beside the dam.

"Daughter-in-law, you didn't fall down... Ah! Blood! Blood! Hurry up, call 120!"

Wang Canian saw his daughter-in-law's wedding dress was scarlet. He was so scared that his face turned pale. Ignoring the pain in his body, he got up from the ground and hurried to help her.

"Don't move!"

"Aha, business is here!"

Suddenly, two voices sounded. The former was like thunder, while the latter was as happy as an ant.

Wang Canian looked up and the corners of his mouth twitched.

"Isn't it just Zhang Daonian, the village guard, and his daughter!"