The wine at the Zhao family's banquet was all homemade rice wine with a low alcohol content. The reason Meng Yuqin got drunk was not because she couldn't drink much, but because she drank quite a lot.

You can tell by looking at the group of people hunched over their heads at her desk.

Except for Boss Xu, who was still awake because she snatched away his wine and drank it, everyone else was unconscious and snoring loudly.

Boss Xu blushed a little at the looks from the people around him, but he didn't dare to stop her from drinking.

After all, Meng Yuqin had a history of getting drunk and beating people up, so she was even more violent than usual. He just replaced the wine in her glass with water.

"Drink, drink, drink more, who can drink more than you..."

Zhao Yong immediately ran over and hugged Yan Manting in his arms, "Xiao Man, she is deliberately ruining your reputation. I will never believe her.

Although they gave birth to you, you took your second brother's place and went to the countryside. Over the years, you taught in the village and earned work points. Most of the money and food you earned were sent back, which was enough to pay off the debt.

It's not worth dying for her."

"Hmph," Old Lady Li laughed and said sarcastically, "You say you believe me, but who knows how disgusted you are inside. Tsk tsk, she's your biological mother, how could what she said be wrong?"

Tan Wei couldn't bear to watch and said coldly, "Not everyone is worthy of being a mother. They are worse than animals. Including some elderly people, who are unkind and take advantage of their age. They are like freshly unearthed ancient corpses, with terrifyingly stubborn ideas."

Old lady Li curled her lips and wanted to refute, but Yin Hong felt that she was embarrassing and quickly pulled her back home.

The fool couldn't understand the atmosphere, but still wanted to go up to her and call her his wife with a wronged look on his face.

Yan Manting suddenly pushed him away, raised her head, and said to her mother with a resolute look, "I won't marry. No matter what you say, I won't listen to your instructions. If you force me to marry, I will die. I wonder if his family will accept a ghost marriage?"

The fool's mother was shocked from the moment she was about to hit her head against the wall.

She originally thought that the daughter of the Yan family was smart in studying and might be able to give her a grandson who was not stupid.

But she is already married, and she doesn't necessarily want this.

In fact, she had never agreed to come and make trouble today. As the Yan family was selling their daughter, they certainly didn't care about mutual consent, but they couldn't snatch someone else's wife away.

She would only bring hatred upon herself, and she was afraid that this man would kill her son while he was sleeping, which would also damage her karma, so she would not do it.

"Okay, stop trying to kill yourself. I told you I wouldn't let you marry into this family. Don't you think it's unlucky?"

She turned her head and said to Yan's mother, "My family has already paid the betrothal gift, several hundred yuan. Now you either return the money to me, or give me a daughter-in-law as compensation, and she must be smart and clever. Otherwise, my husband will go to your house to seek an explanation."

Facing her, Yan's mother stammered and was completely different from the majestic look she had just had.

Why did she insist on marrying her daughter to him? Besides being greedy for money, wasn't it because this idiot's father was the leader of the factory?

Climbing up the family tree is like climbing the ladder to success, but all of this was ruined by this girl.

She glanced at Yan Manqing with hatred and said flatteringly, "No hurry, I still have a little daughter, what do you think of her?"

"No, your little daughter is dark and ugly, and can't even understand what she's reading. That's why I don't like her."

Mother Yan cursed in her heart, not even considering what kind of person her son was.

What a fool. Getting married will bring disaster to others. Yet he still has the nerve to be picky and isn't afraid of shortening his life.

Du Chunhua didn't have time to listen to them arguing. He took a big broom and hit Yan's father and mother on the head.

"Old man, stop bullying our family and don't even bother asking about my reputation! You dare to ruin my wedding banquet today, I'll beat the shit out of you."

Zhao Dashan naturally helped his wife to drive the people away.

Although Zhao Erhe had a lot of little thoughts, as a member of the Zhao family, he was laughed at at the wedding banquet and lost face for the whole family.

He spat, walked straight over to stop Yan Manting's second brother, and occasionally found the right opportunity to punch him a few times.

The same thing went with his wife Liu Chunfen, who was usually submissive and didn't dare to speak loudly during an argument. But now she was grabbing some woman's hair, screaming, "You're hitting people, it's unfair!", while fiercely pulling out a handful of her hair and kicking her a few times.

Mother Yan was hit in the face with a broom, but she still refused to give in. "My dear in-laws, I agree to their marriage, but the betrothal gift must be given to me, and it cannot be less than 200 yuan."

"How about I give you two hundred and fifty? You don't understand me, do you? I told you I'd already given it, why don't you get out of here! Zhao Gang, what are you standing there for? Go get your weapons! Do you really think I'm afraid of you?"

Zhao Gang, who usually pays great attention to appearances and dresses well, looked particularly embarrassed at this moment. He was finally pulled out of the circle of women by his wife. His hair was messy like a bird's nest and there were several scratches on his face.

He was confused and at a loss as to what to do. It was his wife, Zheng Xiuying, who pulled out an axe from the pile of firewood and handed it to him, scolding him non-stop, "Useless thing, why don't you get over here quickly? How can you be a brother? You let others bully you in the face?"

When Zhao Gang saw the shining blade, he almost didn't dare to take it.

Just push and shove a few times, why make such a big deal out of it?

But he saw out of the corner of his eye that someone was hitting his father on the head with a stick, and he couldn't help it. He immediately blocked it with a hatchet and hit the other person's arm with the back of the knife.

Zhao Meiya sat at the table and slapped her thigh while watching. She stretched her head as far as she could, wishing it would separate from her neck so that she could get to the center of the battle.

He stopped cracking the melon seeds in his hand and kept commenting, "Oh, kicking him in the groin and digging his eyes with your hands is still too subtle. He doesn't even know how to fight."

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