Le Beicheng nodded.

Things really can't be pushed too hard, if the pressure is too tight, the little daughter-in-law resists, and she has no place to reason.

For the first time in twenty-five years, Lebeicheng was tempted by a woman, and his heart was full of imperativeness.

Zhao Yunchu saw Le Beicheng nodding and breathed a sigh of relief, I don't know why, when men stared at her, they always gave her invisible pressure.

It's not once or twice.

Isn't Lebeicheng just a soldier?

Why did it give her this feeling?

"It's not easy to be a matchmaker!" Zhao Dashan sighed on the side: "That's it! You young people's affairs, you can decide for yourself."

But you have to remember that when you have a happy event, you must notify me once. ”

Zhao Yunchu looked at the persistent old man in front of him, and didn't know what to say.

"Grandpa, we get married, how about you be the host for us?" Le Beicheng asked with a smile on the side: "Your identity is the most respected in the village, if you can host it for us."

I'm sure no one will object. ”

Zhao Yunchu glared at Le Beicheng, he didn't seem to have agreed to anything, how could he make his own decisions?

Le Beicheng looked at Zhao Yunchu and smiled faintly.

"Well, if you get married, I will be your host. Zhao Dashan touched his beard in his hand and agreed directly.

Zhao Yunchu watched the two of them sing and harmonize, and directly arranged the matter, and he didn't get angry.

simply ignore them, anyway, you can only make your own decisions about your marriage, and if you don't agree to someone else's decision, it's okay.

looked at the crowd eating melons in the distance, and stood there watching the play, and did not participate. Zhao Yunchu guessed that it was because Zhao Dashan was here, so they didn't say anything.

In this way, Zhao Dashan's prestige in the village must be great. With him as a backer, it is very likely that today's matter will be over.

When Zhao Yunchu thought of this, he was not so disgusted with the old man's own assertions.

Xu Juan and Zhao Jiaojiao, it's been half an hour since they went in, why haven't they come out yet?

Zhao Yunchu felt that something was wrong, so he walked a few meters to the front and sat on the pyre, but his ears heard the sound of talking inside.

"Mother, what should we do?" Zhao Jiaojiao thought of the group of people outside, and felt a special pain in her head.

"As soon as you go out, you cry hard in front of the big guys.

You have to win everyone's sympathy, and the rest will be easy. Xu Juan has completely calmed down, she knows what is best for herself.

"Is it useful to cry? The village chief was already on her side.

Dad, really, why did you invite the old village chief over?

Isn't it now, Third Uncle Zhao handles all the affairs of the village?"

"Hey, I was beaten at that time, and your third uncle Zhao happened to be out of the house these days. ”

"Mother, how do you know so clearly?"

"The child doesn't care about the adults, it is estimated that it will take him two days to come back, just wait for him to come back.

Zhao Yunchu also solved it. Xu Juan thought that as long as she was beaten by Zhao San back, things would take a big turn directly. This evil breath in my heart can also come out.

"Well, then I'll cry hard in a while, and I'm about to die of pain.

When will the massage be the head!" Zhao Jiaojiao lay on the kang and couldn't help complaining. Because she felt that Song Da was dishonest, she was particularly disgusted.

"You two don't talk, it's been half an hour of massage, and that's pretty much it.

Don't distract me, just lie down. Song Dafa touched Zhao Jiaojiao's waist with his hand, and he kept groping for almost a little bit, and he could touch his chest.

It's really unexpected, Zhao Jiaojiao is not young and has a good figure, but unfortunately it is not right today.