Chapter 7

A burst of trumpets and a lift of the sedan.

The wedding was a little deserted. Only Chen Xiao's father, Chen Jiahui, was a guest, and he also presided over Fang Xing's wedding.

"Madam."

"My husband."

"What tender skin!"

“……”

On the wedding night, when the window with big red and happy words reflected "Taishun, my Daming day by day..."

"Taishun, the compost here stinks. Go to the villa and have a rest."

"Hmm! It stinks! I think we are learned people, but we smell the smell of Dalits and sweep the floor with civility!"

Several men covered their noses with sleeves and looked at Fang Xing with contempt.

Xiaobai was a little frightened for fear of angering the men who looked very powerful.

Fang woke up and looked at the young man standing in the middle and made a ha ha. Everyone thought he would say something profound.

"Stink your sister!"

The atmosphere was stifling, and then several middle-aged men couldn't help getting angry.

"Country boy, do you know the origin of my waiting?"

"Catch him and see the officer!"

The young man looked at the scene with leisure and didn't mean to stop it.

Fang Xing calmly patted the Tang Dao at his waist, and then said lazily, "see your sister's official! A group of garbage without grain!"

Several men were so angry that they blushed and scolded us. How can we be as ignorant as a country savage like you.