Chapter Seventy-One: Arranged Marriage

Wang Haifeng was still thinking about his father's death to force marriage, his eyebrows were tightly locked, looking at the phone on the table, he felt that it was a big mountain.

The sudden sound woke him up from his contemplation, looked back at the extra pair of big hands on his shoulders, slapped them away, and said in a deep voice, "Don't make trouble." ”

"What's wrong? What happened? ”

Ma Yushan received his sister's order, and happily came over to invite Wang Haifeng to his house for dinner.

He understood what the little sister meant, this was to let his father check it.

"Things at home, I'm going to go home on eleven, Yushan, I'm going to make a marriage report."

The smile on Ma Yushan's face froze after hearing Wang Haifeng's words.

"What do you say? Didn't I hear clearly? ”

He looked at Wang Haifeng anxiously, the man his sister's favorite, his ideal sister-in-law's choice, was actually going to get married?

This is a big blow, we've been together for a few years, and I've never heard him say that he has a partner, so how can you get married when you get married? He was caught off guard.

Wang Haifeng took a deep breath, suppressed the unwillingness in his heart, and said in a deep voice, "I said that I would make a marriage report and go home to marry a daughter-in-law on the eleventh." ”

is talking about the biggest happy event in life, but the heavy expression on his face, the big pimple on his eyebrows, where does it seem to be saying happy event? I don't know, I think there is a dead person in the family!

"It's too sudden, haven't you ever heard anything about having a partner?"

Ma Yushan hung his head, more sad than Wang Haifeng, and there was a sense of unwillingness in his voice, such a good sister-in-law choice, why is there a master of the grass?

There is no lord in the morning, there is no lord in the evening, but when the little sister secretly promised, he was going to get married.

"My father's betrothed marriage."

Wang Haifeng was irritable, took off his military hat and put it on the table, pulled his head hard, unbuttoned the wind and discipline button on his neckline, and walked around the office like a sleepy beast.

"What? Have you ever met your future daughter-in-law? ”

Ma Yushan looked at Wang Haifeng incredulously, in his heart he was a hero-like figure, in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, that was Zhao Yun, with outstanding appearance, excellent martial arts, and independent opinions.

Why can't you associate him with a feudal arranged marriage, it's simply a fantasy.

"Nope."

Wang Haifeng was even more irritable when he asked, his voice showed impatience, his sword eyebrows were deeply locked, and the light in his starry eyes dimmed at this moment.

I was also angry with the daughter-in-law I had never met, so why did I obey my parents' orders? Can't resist it? It's also an unassertive one.

"I didn't say it! You can't be foolish, this matter must be fought to the end, we are the People's Liberation Army! Living in a new society, how can you still marry blindly and dumbly? ”

Ma Yushan jumped up and stopped when he heard this, he absolutely couldn't allow the big hero in his mind to marry an irrelevant woman.

It's not that he is selfish, he has to let Haifeng be his brother-in-law, or he thinks that he is such an excellent man, he should not obey his parents' orders and matchmakers.

"Don't you know my father, that's his benefactor's daughter, why don't I go back and marry her? The old man wants to play cliff jumping for me. ”

Wang Haifeng sat on the stool and picked up the army-green iron cylinder on the table, "Goo dong, goo dong." "A binge drink.

I want to use this tank of water to extinguish the fire in my heart.

Ma Yushan's eyes widened incredulously, he knew Wang Shixun, he was also a combat hero, and his father was a comrade-in-arms before, if he didn't retire from the army, he would at least be a division-level cadre now.

"Can't you? Why is your father also an old revolutionary soldier, it is impossible to be so pedantic? ”