C8 Marriage

My wedding date was set before the fifteenth day of the eighth lunar month. It was the woman who insisted. His mother was very unhappy about this. Because August 15th was the Mid-Autumn Festival, his son-in-law had to visit his mother-in-law's home to visit relatives. For the first time, he couldn't come to his home empty-handed, so he definitely had to pick up a lot of good stuff. Mother said bitterly, "Old bastard grandson, who still can't guess your two stupid eyes? Isn't it because you want to eat some of my presents while I'm still on the fifteenth day of the eighth month? Be careful not to choke to death!"

The father, for the first time, drank a little wine. His face was red and he did not want his mother to talk to him like that to avoid trouble. After all, tomorrow was the child's day of celebration.

I was too excited to sleep well all night. He got up at four the next morning. The night was still hazy. With my father riding a three-wheeled motorcycle, I carried two small stools to the back of the truck. After over an hour, the sun had risen. The father and son duo then rushed to the woman's house. Zhao Xinxin, who was a little plump and white, sat on the back of the three-wheeled motorcycle.

In our village, Zhao Xinxin could be considered as the daughter of someone who dressed up in a modern fashion. She could smell the fragrance of her body from far away. As she got closer to the scent, it made him choke. To me, there is no smell better than this. She didn't know how to describe the excitement in her heart. In any case, both of her hands were shaking, and she could not move his mouth very quickly, so she spoke as if there was wind leaking from his mouth. Raising her head, she anxiously looked at the beautiful big guy in front of him.

"Xin Xin, you... "Is it cold?" I said hello, my voice like a sheep's.

"My coldness has nothing to do with you!" Zhao Xinxin didn't even look at me as she replied coldly.

I didn't know what to say, just swallowed.

"Why did you come here on your third wheel!?" Couldn't they find a car? How f * cking shabby! It hurt my ass! " Reaching a potholed dirt road, Zhao Xinxin whined.

"My daughter! There's a car! Eight! All good cars! All eight cars were the same color! I haven't even arrived yet. When I officially marry you, I'll be lining up to go! That scene is so grand! " Father called out as he corrected the handlebars of the three-wheeled motorcycle and looked back over his shoulder.

"What are you looking at? I've never seen anyone so good-looking!" As a father-in-law, shouldn't you look at me!? You don't care about your face! " Zhao Xinxin shouted.

I also felt dissatisfied, because I saw that my father's eyes were looking at Zhao Xinxin's towering chest, sneaky. He then shouted loudly, "Take a good look at your path, don't blindly look around!"

"Damn it. Forcefully, who was fooling around! I accidentally turned my head and bumped into it! Who do you think I, Da Laozhu, am! " With a grunt of dissatisfaction, my father wrenched the throttle on the handlebars, and with a loud hum and a plume of black smoke, the tricycle sped forward, bouncing as it crossed the ditch.

"Clang!" The three-wheeled motorcycle hit a big block and bounced up high. I felt my butt leave the bench and my body rise into the air, but I held on to the door frame. But Zhao Xinxin was not as easy to deal with as me, his huge body bounced off the carriage, and she was about to dash to the ground. I reached out and grabbed her pants.

Crack! The sound of silk being torn was heard. His pants were cut, and he fell down head first. Not only did she get a bloody nose and a swollen face, but she also exposed a piece of bare skin.

I was holding a piece of cloth in my hand.

"Dad, how did you get into the third round!" I was still in the car, stomping my feet and banging on the metal. It was the first time in his life that he was so anxious.

His father quickly jumped down from the tricycle and helped Zhao Xinxin, who was lying on the ground crying, up. Her face was covered in blood. It turned out that his mouth was broken. She asked me for a piece of cloth and covered her mouth. I got out of the car. The two of them carried her to the car.

She stopped sitting on the stool and lay down on the ground. Her body was curled up like a shrimp and she was crying. Originally, we were going to go to the wedding shop in the town to help her put on her hair and dress. He couldn't go to the wedding shop now, so he hurried to a clinic in the town.

When the doctor saw Zhao Xinxin's mouth, he cried out and said that he knocked on it really hard, and that he had made a big hole and that he needed to sew it up twice. When Zhao Xinxin heard that she was unwilling, she cried even more. The doctor said, I can't see it from the inside, or it won't grow, it'll get infected in a big area, and then I'll have to cut off the whole mouth for you.

After spinning Zhao Xinxin's mouth a few times, her face had swollen to the point that it was impossible to see. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that she had a pig's head. I kept complaining about my father, who slapped me in the face before I fell silent. However, today's marriage had to be concluded. The days couldn't be changed so easily. Her friends and relatives were all waiting at home.

At the wedding shop. Seeing that, the makeup artist was shocked, and did not dare to make makeup on Zhao Xinxin's face, as she was afraid of hurting her. Father said you should put some white powder on her face and cover it with a piece of gauze. The makeup artist said the wedding dress had a veiled screen, but even if the screen was full of holes, it still wouldn't cover the swollen face.

After thinking for a while, the makeup artist gave a suggestion. Either not wearing modern wedding dress and changing into an ancient outfit and covering the bride's head with a large red cloth, wouldn't her face be covered? It was bright red and very festive.

The three of us also think that this method is feasible. I'll use it. It was just that this wedding shop only had one set of ancient bride's makeup. It was tattered, the cuffs had been cut, and there was a rat bite hole on the dress. Besides, it didn't fit him, and he was fat. It was meant to be worn for photographs, and no one wore it for ceremonies.

But at our level, we can only make do. Two or three needles had sewn up the rat's bite. The end of the line is hinged off at the point where the line is opened. Fortunately, Zhao Xinxin was tall, even if she wore it to be plump, it would give him a sense of elegance.

After cleaning up, the three of them got on the tricycle. Amidst the ruckus, they rushed towards the woman's house. After quite a bit of delay, the sun had already risen high and was about to set.

When we got there, we put the bride in front of the door because we were afraid to go into the woman's house. He then hurriedly left on the tricycle.

When he got home, a road in front of the gate was already filled with cars. All of them are the same kind of taxi, Charlie. There were a total of eight of them. It's not cheap. A driver gave him two hundred dollars and two packs of cigarettes.

After going around in a circle, he was unable to find his mother. Ask her what she did. Someone pointed to the toilet and said that she had been there for an hour and was still squatting in the latrine. Father said this damned woman, her old constipation has come back. Why didn't she just die? Someone hurriedly stuffed a piece of candy into his mouth, saying that on the day of great celebration, one could not say that he was dead. Father spat the sugar out, saying that there was nothing to be surprised about, that it should be like this …. Spit!

My mind was in a mess. I kept having the feeling that something bad was going to happen.

After changing into my tailored suit, I stood in front of the mirror and looked at the hump on my back. He wanted to find something to cover it. He remembered watching the TV series "Prime Minister Liu Luo Guo" in which Liu Yong had once carried a bamboo hat over his hump. At this time, I was also looking forward to someone bringing me a bamboo hat.

My mother also got someone to make me a pair of high boot shoes. It was stuffed with a wooden cushion ten centimeters thick. I put it on and my head went up a lot, but it wasn't so easy to walk, it swayed a little.

With a bunch of fresh flowers in my hands, I prepared to get on the marriage carriage. When I was about to leave, my mother grabbed her pants and ran out of the bathroom in a hurry, saying, Shier, why don't you bring a helmet with you? I don't know what to do with a helmet. The mother wanted to say something, but the two of them pulled her aside and told her not to delay the conversation.

I sat in the back of the car with the driver driving at the front, skilfully, talking to me. I said your car is old and comfortable to sit in. He said good my ass, you should be riding a BMW with several tens of thousands of yuan in a homemade car, no matter how bad it is, you should still get a crown, after all, marriage is the most important thing in life. I said I'd be satisfied with a car.

It's a long way to go." Better make a big circle. A metaphor for the happiness of married life. Having walked more than half the distance, the driver asked me, "Is your wife's family from Zhao Huangzhai?" I said yes. He said, "And you didn't have a helmet?" I said, "Why do you need a helmet? It's just a marriage, not a war!

The driver said, "Zhao Huangzhai's side belongs to the eastern part of our city, separated by a provincial road. There's a rule on the east side of the province! All son-in-law who were engaged to be married had to be humiliated! You don't wear a helmet, what if you get hit in the head with a hammer when you get there? "

My heart skipped a beat and I panicked. I forced a smile and said, "It can't be true! It's probably just an act! "

The driver said, "Some really knock, some pretend. That would depend on how satisfied the Fang family was with this son-in-law. If you are satisfied, then raise your hammer and swing it down, pretending to be satisfied. If he wasn't satisfied, then he would really swing the club and hit it with all his strength! Those who were beaten to the point of bleeding and crying for their parents could be seen! "

"Oh my god! I don't want to get married anymore, let's turn back, Master! "

The driver looked back at me and said, "Are you kidding?"

When the caravan reached the village of the woman, they slowed down. My heart was in my throat. The two sides of the street were filled with onlookers. Through the window, I kept looking around. I didn't see anyone weighing a hammer, so I felt a little relieved. But as soon as I got out of the car, I saw a sullen village woman with a thick white stick pushing her way through the crowd of people.

This marriage is definitely one of the most regretful events of my life. Trouble was not as simple as being hammered.