"Fatty, you wait slowly in the back, I'll go first." yelled at the fat man Wang, threw the travel bag behind his back to him, his whole body was running with vitality, Zhang Wei's legs were like wheels, the speed was terrifying, he didn't care about what was shocking, he decided to rush to the church in the fastest way, and he planned to grab it if he didn't have time.

He didn't know what to do, and he subtly began to advocate that big fists are the last word.

Boom, boom!

A black Santa pulled away so fast that it got in front of him, and he was caught off guard and almost crashed into it.

"You're a fucking car great!" Zhang Wei exploded into anger and kicked the body hard, leaving a big footprint, but the next moment he couldn't help but be surprised.

"Is there something urgent? Can I help you? The person who came turned out to be Long Feng, who saved himself and Wang Fatzi once outside the casino in the West Lake District that night, looking at Zhang Wei, Long Feng smiled, and was not the slightest angry because Zhang Wei kicked his car, on the contrary, he seemed to appreciate the ruthlessness of Zhang Wei when he kicked his car.

"It's urgent, help take us to church, hurry up, it's too late." Last time, he already owed someone a favor, Zhang Wei was not polite at the moment, and while getting into the back seat of the car, he shouted to Wang Fatman: "Fat man, hurry up, there is a car." ”

"Need help?" Long Feng was very direct and didn't ask what was going on.

"No, I don't." As he was, answer him.

When sitting in the back seat of the car, Zhang Wei found that there were a total of three people in the car, in addition to the driver, there was also a person in the back seat who was sitting with Long Feng, this person had a pair of tiger eyes, and his body was full of a dry atmosphere.

"Brother Zhang, this is Brother Tiger, and he instructed him to do what happened last time." Seeing that Zhang Wei had just closed the car door, Long Feng introduced.

"Brother Tiger is good!" Long Feng knew that his name was not strange, and he hugged his fist at Brother Hu, Zhang Wei nodded heavily, saying that the words of thanks were not his character, and seeing that Wang Fatzi had already sat in the passenger seat, he said to the person who was driving: "Brother, please hurry as fast as possible." ”

"What a shame!" With a promise, the driver did not delay at all, stepped on the accelerator, and the car drove away like an arrow

Belle Church.

This is the only church in Nanchang City, this church is said to commemorate a foreign missionary who paid a lot in the anti-Japanese war to build, has a history of several decades, in recent years China has developed rapidly, especially after the acceptance of Western culture, the church has gradually become a pair of couples to meet to combine.

Today, it seems that the church will have another grand wedding, because the church is specially decorated all around.

However, all this is not the case, this scene seems to be grand, but in addition to those gorgeous and dazzling flowers, the scene is not as lively as imagined, on the contrary, there is a kind of deserted, and there is not a single visitor for half a day.

The white flower, which originally represented purity, is now more like a symbol of sadness and desolation.

There is nothing, because although the person to be married today is a big girl with yellow flowers, the person to be married is a man who is already fifty years old.

The marriage was introduced by someone, and the mother who loved money sold her daughter to marry, so there were no visitors here, and even the people who watched the ceremony were invited, and in the church, although the few people who were shabby have been smiling vigorously, but the smile has always been very reluctant, and it seems so stiff!

It's still like a wedding, it's a funeral like a transaction.

In a dressing room next to the church, this is specially prepared for those beautiful girls who are about to become wives, if it is usual, this should be the busiest time, but today, in the dressing room under today's wedding, only one girl is sitting alone.

The girl sat alone, and though she was dressed in a very beautiful white veil, she looked so lonely that her eyes were already red, and her whole cheeks seemed to be about to step down.

The girl seems to have clouds all over her head, and her body is full of despair, which is like a big red girl who is about to get married, and it is clearly no different from a sad girl who is on death row and is about to die.

"Xiao Ming! Where the hell have you been? I'm going to get married, do you know the truth?! ”

The girl is Xiaofang, she has lost too much weight in a few days, her chin has become pointed, and I don't know what kind of pain she endured, sitting in front of the mirror, she didn't look at herself in the mirror at all, just a picture of losing her soul, a person in a daze, the tears fell a long string and I didn't realize it.

"it! Dead pull! Cry, cry, cry! I know that I cry all day long, I'm going to get married, and I'm still thinking about that dead fat man, isn't it? That's a pauper! What can you do with him! Do you want your mother to die?! Come! I'll put your makeup on you. ”

A very fat woman walked over, her fat flesh trembled, and she put Xiao Fang on the dressing table but didn't move, grabbed a powder box on the stage, and she drew Xiao Fang's face with her big hands, the movement was extremely rough, as if she was kneading dough.

"Mom!!" Tears were like soybeans, and Xiao Fang's voice was full of pleading.

"Mom,! Don't bark! If you really love your mother, give me a good treat, don't make a mess for me. Xiao Fang's voice seemed to sink into Fang's mother's ears, and she slammed the powder on the stage, and she trembled and trembled and went out with ruthlessness.

At this time, Fang's mother was proud in her heart, and she knew Xiaofang's character very well, and she couldn't help her grinding at all.

Just ten days ago, she originally believed that Zhang Wei was really a son-in-law, and she was very happy that Wang Fatzi could make such a famous young master, she was going to ask for the marriage to be withdrawn, but she had always kept a few more eyes on it, but on the day she was about to go to the divorce to investigate, the result can be imagined, she knew everything, for this, she also scolded Xiaofang fiercely.

The truth of the matter has been found out, Zhang Wei is not a son-in-law, of course the money he said he wants to give is gone, and when he saw Fang's mother hesitating, the other party didn't know what Lu Dao was doing, and he suddenly added another 50,000 yuan, which made Fang's mother blush, so she readily agreed to the marriage.

"Auntie, the time is almost up, go and invite Xiaofang out." As soon as he walked out of the dressing room, a man who looked to be in his fifties stopped Fang's mother, both of whom looked about the same age, and the title "aunt" was a bit ridiculous, but this man had to be called something, because he was today's groom, that is, the person who was going to marry Xiaofang.

"Okay, I'll go and get her out, and you can go and get ready." Serious and incomparable, for this man, Fang's mother is still very concerned, although this person is a little older, but he is honest and loyal, and he also respects her very much. Of course, it was the money in his pocket that was more important.

"Good aunt, hurry up, the priest has arrived." The man said again, and then walked away.

"Get up! It's time to pull out. Fang's mother, who returned to the dressing room, pulled up Xiao Fang, who was still sitting in place, and saw that Xiao Fang's face had two more strings of tears hanging on her face at some point, she wiped the tears on her face like wiping her nose, and then pulled her out of the room.