"If they want to leave, just leave. Why won't you let them leave after dinner?" Zhang Shaoxing was a little impatient.

The bald man with a big belly stared at Song Mingshan with lustful eyes.

He said to Zhang Shaoxing: "Brother Zhang, you are so lucky to have married such a beautiful young lady!"

"She's not like that old woman in our family. Not only is she irritable, but she also doesn't know how to clean herself up every day. She talks about money all the time. Oh, it's so annoying."

"Who says it's not true? My wife is the same. She can't do anything except cooking, washing clothes and taking care of children. I just let her take care of the children and do housework at home and enjoy her life. She doesn't know how to be content every day."

"If we can marry such a young and beautiful girl, we will be happy even if it costs us our lives!"

Several men surrounded Zhang Shaoxing and talked.

Those words were directed at Song Mingshan without any reservation.

After hearing these words, Song Mingshan felt a little uncomfortable, but she didn't care.

Especially when those men praised her youth and beauty, she even felt a little proud.

Even though her wedding motorcade today was not as impressive as Song Qingdai's, she was still better than Song Qingdai in terms of face and figure.

She was spoiled by her parents since she was a child and had never done any rough or heavy work.

She is nothing like Song Qingdai, who has been doing everything from washing clothes to cooking since she was a child. I guess her hands must be so rough now.

Only someone like Gao Han would look down upon Song Qingdai. After all, in this world, what goes around comes around.

"Hey, the banquet isn't even over yet, why are you all leaving?"

Song Mingshan saw that they left one after another before the banquet was even over, so she hurried forward to ask.

They will have to toast and receive red envelopes later.

Now that she's gone, how can she collect red envelopes from those relatives?

"Humph, we dare not eat at your Zhang family's banquet!"

Those people didn't give Song Mingshan any face. They looked unhappy and snorted coldly before leaving.

"We came to your wedding to drink the wedding wine, but you, the Zhang family, fooled us like this. It's ok to use winter melon instead of braised pork, but the meat also smells bad!"

"In the eyes of your Zhang family, are we not even worthy of a good meal?"

The more they talked, the more

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