Similarly, the bride price of aido's mother naturally made Bartel take it for granted that aido was his woman now.
Recently, he needs to go out to work. He intended to make more money in big cities. When he came back, he would ask for a marriage.
As a result, as soon as Barthel's front foot came back, he heard that aido had come to the tall bamboo building.
What's more, Barthel learned from others in the stockade——
In this tall bamboo building, not long ago, I lived in a small white face who came from a big city and was very handsome with outstanding temperament.
Barthel, who learned about this, was naturally furious. Without saying a word, he killed Zhang Xiaofan and wanted to see where the little white face was.
As a result, when Barthel saw Zhang Xiaofan's handsome and extraordinary appearance with his own eyes, and his outstanding and extraordinary temperament.
Adhering to the inconvenient law that the same sex repels each other and the opposite sex attracts each other, Butler's first glance at Zhang Xiaofan is naturally jealous.
But this kind of jealousy only existed in Barthel's heart for less than a moment, and was soon replaced by disdain and contempt.
You know, for the girls in the Miao village, they all dare to love and hate, and are as tender as water.
However, compared with women, all the men in the stockade advocate force very much. Whoever has a big fist has a big voice, and whoever has a strong strength is the strong one!
There is no doubt that Barthel is the "first warrior" in the stockade.
According to common sense, aido, the most beautiful and excellent in the stockade, is a perfect match for him.
Only he, the first warrior, is aido's most perfect home.
As for Zhang Xiaofan, who was once regarded by Barthel as his rival in love, he not only looked weak and bookish.
Moreover, he is thin and has no two or two pieces of meat, which is not enough to see!
So, after hearing aido's words, Barthel felt more and more angry, refuted and said.
"I'm not qualified?"
"I, Barthel, am your fair fiance of aido. Your aunt has accepted my betrothal gift. Do you still want to deny it?"
"Besides, I, Barthel, am the most worthy warrior in the stockade. Besides me, there are others who can compete with me for you!"
Barthel said that he felt more and more indignant. He raised his hand and pointed to Zhang Xiaofan again.
"And besides, the little white face looks better."
"But to put it bluntly, it's just an embroidered pillow. It's just a straw bag. It's not good for you."
"I'll ask you, can he hunt in the mountains? Can he give you tiger skin? Can he keep you from being bullied and wronged all your life? "
"As weak as his clothes are, it's estimated that Barthel can send him to the hospital for ten days and a half months with one blow!"
At this time, the more he said, the more excited he was, especially when he mentioned his proudest "hunting" and "fighting".
You know, he grew up on the mountain hunting ground