C9

At this moment, I was the center of attention. There were so many people watching that even a drop of water couldn't escape. This has made it difficult for our wedding procession to move an inch. Most of the people who looked at me had a sneer on their faces and whispered amongst themselves. Seeing how this child looked like a son of a b * tch, Hinni could be considered blind. There was talk of Hinni's usual chattering and bravado, always saying that she was going to marry someone from the city, but she ended up marrying such a shitty thing in the end.

I was nervous and scared, my legs were shaking so much that I could barely walk, but it was the people behind me who pushed me. When I saw my elder cousin by my side, I complained, "You didn't know that they had a habit of beating up their son-in-law!" The older cousin said, "It's fine. According to their rules, there's a bucket in the bride's room. If anyone wants to hit you with a club, you just stick your head in the bucket. Don't they hit your son-in-law?"

"Why don't you hit your son-in-law?"

"Because they are afraid of beating the balls of their son-in-law, and it will not be good if it will affect their fertility! "You must remember, when you step on top of your head, your legs must be spread wide open. The larger the opening, the better it is. It is to show them your crotch!" Big Cousin said.

"Then don't they hit their legs?"

"If I don't fight, how can I walk after my leg is broken!?" They let you carry the bride onto the flower carriage! "

"I still have to hug the bride. She's so big, can I move her?"

Big Cousin said no more and slapped the door hard. He had arrived at the door of the bride's room. The door was locked from the inside.

"Open the door!"

"Give me the red packet!" A roar came from the bride's room.

Someone, standing on tiptoe, looked through the ventilated window above the door and said there were seven or eight women with clubs inside. The big cousin said that the fuck he was so ruthless. In a while, we'll rush in and beat them with the club to protect Jin Shi. The wedding procession agreed one after another, and they struck out with their sticks, making the women easy to deal with. For the first time, I feel the benefits of a team.

Through the gap between the door and the floor, he stuffed twenty red packets in a row, but the person inside still didn't open the door. There was someone cursing inside, "F * ck you all! A red packet with a dollar in it sent a beggar away! The bride will not marry them today! "

The Big Cousin was furious. He punched the door with all his might and roared, "That bastard Ye!" Are you going to open it or not?! "

From inside came the words, "Ye Mother, that b * tch! "Then I won't open it!"

The big cousin was so angry that he jumped up and down and said to the people behind him, "Get out of the way, I'm going to break the door for them!"

People moved to the sides to make room. The big cousin retreated a few steps, then suddenly started running. With a leap, he kicked towards the door.

A crisp click. This kick was really vicious. It created a large hole in the door. But the door was still locked. One leg was stuck and the entire leg was stuck inside. I can't pull it out. Because he was being held back by the person inside. The brothers scratched at the door board and howled, "Hurry up and save me! They hit my leg with a hammer! "

Quickly, the two men grabbed their cousin's body and tried to pull his leg out. However, the people inside had a firm grip and a strong grip. Our people have failed. In addition, the hammer continued to smash against his leg. * Bang * * Bang *, a muffled sound could be heard even from outside. A strong young man in his late twenties wailed in pain.

The host of the wedding was completely flustered, shouting at the top of his lungs: "What the hell do you want? He was getting married! It's not like the enemies of two families are fighting! What do I do if I break a person's leg! "

"I can't bear to see this kid trying to show off!" to break his legs! " The people inside answered confidently.

The host cried out, stomped his feet, and shouted: "Then are you guys done with this marriage?"

"F * ck off!"

The host wiped the sweat off his face and muttered to himself, "This marriage can't be avoided. If it doesn't work, then it will ruin my signboard." He raised his head again and shouted, "Then what do you want? Say it out loud! "

There was a moment of silence before a reply came from inside, "No one else is to come in. Just let the groom in!"

I was so scared that my legs went limp and I almost kneeled down. "No, I don't dare to go in there alone!" I said in a sobbing tone.

The driver glared at him and said unhappily, "At a time like this, you're still thinking about yourself." "If we wait any longer, Jin Yuanbao's legs will not be able to hold on!"

I looked at Big Cousin. His leg had been pulled in a bit by the person inside, and his thigh was stuck in a hole in the door. His mouth was wide open, and he was crying. Thinking that he had ended up in such a miserable state because of my wedding, he gritted his teeth and steeled his heart.

The host shouted: "Did you hear that? The groom agrees to go in alone! "You must treat him well. After all, he has become your son-in-law!"

It was only then that Big Cousin was free. No one cried. But one leg had indeed been broken with a mallet and it was impossible to stand. The two of them carried him back to the car.

He saw that the other party was serious. The bridal escort didn't take the initiative to charge in. Plus, he had already promised the groom to go in alone.

My legs were shaking so much that I could barely stand. I was still wearing my shoes, which were at least ten centimeters thick, and as I staggered, I reached out to the door frame. As soon as I entered the bride's room, I was grabbed by the hair and yanked inside.

"Kneel!" My captor was a tall, strong peasant woman, and the roar was like a thunderclap in my ears.

I dropped to my knees. A heavy hammer rested on one shoulder. Looking at the bride sitting on the bed with a red cloth over her head, I begged her, "Xin Xin, let's stop messing around. Come home with me!"

With a "hu la" sound. Zhao Xinxin lifted the red cloth on her head, revealing a face that was swollen like a pig's head. She scolded while crying, "Who is willing to marry a son of a bitch like you! "Look at how your father shamed me, how can I face others!"

I said, "It's okay if we heal up. Didn't the doctor say it? You won't ruin your appearance! "

"The doctor's words are comforting, you can't believe everything! Even if Hinni's mouth healed, it would be crooked! After all, they did get a few stitches! " said a village woman with a club.

"I'm holding back a bit of anger in my heart! Why do you think I have to pay for it? " Zhao Xinxin said as she pointed to her own chest.

"Then Xin Xin... how do you want to do it?" I asked cautiously.

"Don't say anything more! Fight hard! How infuriating! For Hinni to marry such a thing, her entire life can be considered as ruined! " said the village woman with the club.

"Let Xin Xin decide! This was her husband after all. We broke him without her permission. But you have to lose money! " Another woman said. Amongst these people, she looked a little better.

I looked at Zhao Xinxin anxiously, hoping that she would not be too ruthless.

But her eyes were wide open, and she said through gritted teeth, "Hit me hard, with as much strength as you can muster. If you are crippled, then it's mine! "

My heart went cold. Bang! A heavy blow to my head. I cried out in pain, put my arms around my head, and got up from the ground, groping for a bucket. The room was so big, there were about a dozen people in it. Where else can I go? He was also short and light. If he wasn't grabbed by this person and smashed with a hammer, then he was pressed down by that person.

After a while, there was almost nothing left on me. Blood dripped from his head, nose, and mouth. Someone else hit my hump with a club, and it hurt so much I could barely get up. But I noticed that they didn't smash my legs or crotch. Presumably, what Big Cousin said earlier was true. As long as I find a bucket and get in, they'll stop fighting.

There really was a big barrel in this room. But protected. As soon as I pushed past him, he shoved me back. This made me even more convinced that as long as I could get into the bucket, I would be safe. After struggling for a while, I was exhausted. I laid on the ground, unable to get up. My mouth was wide open as I panted heavily. I could not stop my tears from flowing out. To think that I, Jin Shi, would have such a hard time in my life, even if I had to link myself to a marriage, I would have to suffer such inhuman torture.

Maybe my tears moved them. Or maybe he was afraid that if he continued to hit them, he would kill them. The women with the clubs stopped.

"Xin Xin, you've already fought like this. Is that enough?" It was still the village woman with the nicest face who asked.

"Not enough! Keep fighting! " Zhao Xinxin, who was sitting on the bed, sprung upwards, stood up, grabbed a thermos on the bedside table, walked over, and threw the thermos on my face.

My face hurt so much that I almost fainted. The thermos exploded and boiling hot water, mixed with bright shards of gallbladder, spilled out and scalded me until I screamed and kept moving back.

As soon as I moved, I was hit by a large barrel. I quickly got up from the ground, took off the lid, and dived in head first. My vertical head and legs split with great force, showing them the bottom of my crotch.

He didn't expect that this woman, Fang Qunde, would be so bad that she would burst into smoke. Earlier, he had filled the bucket with a pile of furry stuff. Creak creak. It was actually a mouse. Trembling with fear, I threw myself out of the way and tried to pull away. But his legs had already been grabbed and pressed down.

A rat crawled up my face and bit it. I reached out and scratched it, grabbed it, and tried to strangle it. All the anger was in this hand. However, his hands immediately loosened and his mouth opened wide to take in a breath of cold air. He let out a howl that almost shattered his throat.

Who knows what kind of person was killed by the Thousand Killing Strikes? He swung his hammer and ruthlessly smashed it into my crotch. And it didn't just hit once. Two! Three times! Four! Five times! I was dying. Pull me out of the bucket and say you can take the bride away, and you don't need to find the red shoes, she already put them on.

But the pain was too great for me to stand up, and my lips trembled as I lay on the ground. The sh * t and urine flowed all over the ground. Several people carried the wedding cart, and the bride sat beside them. Then firecrackers, sugar-sprinklers, car whistles. Home.

It was probably because he didn't choose the right day that he shouldn't get married today. When he got home, something even bigger happened.