Chapter Ninety-Four: For You, Thousands
Cousin Feng called "cousin" mournfully, and wanted to cry.
Twenty-eight beauties, curly and graceful, with a weak posture and deep affection.
Ordinary men have always been troubled by pleasing women, where have they seen such a gentle township, and their bones are crispy.
Those who are jealous of Su Changqing's top prize in the examination are afraid that there are not many people who are jealous that he can have two daughters.
It's not a big deal to see the excitement, and many people defected to Cousin Feng and asked Su Changqing to marry her.
Some people also think that Qingmei cannot live up to it, and support Su Changqing to marry Ye Xiaoman.
Some people think that Ye Xiaoman already has five husbands, so he shouldn't provoke Su Changqing, and he should live a good life with his five husbands.
For a time, there were hundreds of mouths and everything, and it was as noisy as thousands of ducks "croaking" at the same time.
Aunt Ye and Feng also quarreled, one spitting and the other hoarse.
It was a happy event, but now how can there be half a point of joy?
The scene was extremely ugly.
Su Changqing and Ye Xiaoman were very embarrassed.
"Don't make any noise!"
Ye Xiaoman yelled, but no one paid attention to her in the crowd who was arguing.
She snatched the gong in the hand of the annunciator, stood on the big stone on the side of the road, and knocked it with a bang.
The penetrating sound of the gong overwhelmed the noise of the crowd, and everyone stopped talking and looked at her.
Standing high on the bluestone, the girl who is about to reach the flute is tall, with a gong in her left hand and a mallet in her right hand, pinching her waist.
Ye Xiaoman is wearing an orange skirt today, and the skirt is embroidered with gorgeous calendula. Rupu's long hair is braided into two big braids, tied into a twisted hair bag, coiled on the top of the head, and the strands of hair hanging down on both sides are naughtily glued to the childish face, and the angry eyes are shinier than the pair of golden snail dragonfly hairpins on the head.
She looked around and pointed to the crowd on the left with her drumstick.
"Are you married?"
The crowd shook their heads.
Pointing to the crowd on the right.
"Are you married?"
Shake your head and shake your head.
Make a circle with a drumstick.
"Is it the best of you?"
No no.
"Then you guys have a gavel!"
She suddenly "clanged" and rang the gong, scaring everyone to cover their ears.
"If you don't marry or marry, you don't win the champion, hurry up! If you don't leave, I'll let the dog bite you!! ”
This woman is really good, and she can't be provoked.
The noisy crowd muttered and slowly dispersed.
Wei Mian asked Bai Qiu suspiciously, "Do we have a dog at home?" ”
Bai Qiu shook his head and whispered, "It's okay to let go of Shanzi." ”
Qi Shan, who is nine feet tall and has tendons: "......"
Although Wu Zhuangyuan is not as respected as Wen Zhuangyuan, is it too low compared to dogs?
However, if Xiaoman needs it, he doesn't mind, Wangwang.
"Auntie, I'm afraid."
Cousin Feng seemed to be frightened by Ye Xiaoman's brazenness, and dodged behind Feng.
Feng Shi protected Cousin Feng and glared at Ye Xiaoman.
Su Changqing blocked his mother's sight and said idly: "The girl is really cowardly, there are already a lot of mice in my house, there is no need for one more." ”
"Fart, where did we get the rats?" Feng Shi glared at his son, and after speaking, he felt that it was wrong, and said, "Can your cousin compare with a mouse?" No, can a rat compare to your cousin? No, your cousin is not the same as a mouse! ”
Cousin Feng: Auntie, are you really helping me?
Ye Xiaoman jumped off the stone and rushed to Feng Shi angrily.
"Auntie, you said I wasn't as rich as her, right?"
She pointed to Cousin Feng.
Feng Shi looked at the big family behind her, and said angrily: "What I said, what's wrong?" ”
"If I earn 10 million taels of silver a year, will you agree with our family affairs?"