Lin Zhentian widened his eyes. He never expected that Song Jiao would dare to resist so openly.
He roared angrily: "Lin Zhaodi, you money-loser, this is the richest man in our village, what else do you want? Don't refuse a toast and then drink a forfeit!" His voice echoed in the room, sounding extremely harsh.
Song Jiao simply raised the hammer in her hand with disdain, a sneer on her lips, "Why? Do you also want to test the power of this hammer?"
There was an endless chill in her words, which made Lin Zhentian shiver involuntarily.
She stepped forward and grabbed Lin Zhentian's clothes, her eyes full of mockery, "You coward, you don't even have money to get married, yet you still want to get married? Why don't you take a piss and look at yourself in the mirror!" After saying that, she suddenly let go of her hand, and Lin Zhentian staggered back a few steps and almost fell to the ground.
The hammer slipped from Song Jiao's hand and hit the ground heavily, and a crack suddenly appeared on the ground.
This scene made everyone present gasp. They should know what kind of force this was.
At this moment, Lin Pandi walked up to Song Jiao and tried to persuade her gently, "Sister, what are you doing? Lao Tian is the richest man in our village. If you marry him, won't you have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of your life?"
However, her words sounded so harsh to Song Jiao.
"You only make 6,000 yuan a month working outside, but you will get much more than that if you marry Lao Tian!" Her words were full of sarcasm and disdain.
Lin Pandi continued unwillingly, "But sister, it's no use for you to keep making a fuss like this! After all, my parents have already accepted the betrothal money..."
"Why don't you marry him if he's so good?" Song Jiao interrupted her, scowling over Lin Pandi. "He's got a better figure than me, and he's younger than me. Old Tian, do you think this guy is more in line with your ideas?"
She threw the question to Lao Tian who was sitting next to her.
Old Tian was in so much pain that cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He felt a lingering fear when he thought of Song Jiao's ferocious look just now.
If you marry a woman like this, she might become a domestic abuser.
So he quickly said, "Someone must come to my house today, otherwise the betrothal money will be returned!" He tried to save some face.
When Lin Zhentian heard this, his face immediately turned gloomy.
He knew that it was impossible to get Song Jiao to go to Lao Tian's house today.
But if Lin Pandi goes, there might still be a glimmer of hope.
So he immediately looked at his parents for support, "Mom and Dad! If you really return the money, I will not live! I promised Xiaofang a betrothal gift of 150,000 yuan!" His words were full of threats and helplessness.
Lin's mother was also in a dilemma at this moment. On one side was her son and on the other side was her daughter. She didn't know how to choose.
But when she saw Lin Zhentian's gloomy face, her heart tightened, knowing that if she could not meet her son's demands, the family might really break up.
So she hardened her heart, grabbed Lin Pandi's clothes and said, "Add another hundred thousand! This damn girl will go with you!"
Her words were full of determination and ruthlessness, as if she had made up her mind to sacrifice her daughter's happiness in exchange for her son's satisfaction and family harmony.
Lin Pandi's pupils suddenly dilated, as if she couldn't accept this sudden decision.
She struggled violently and shouted at the top of her lungs: "Mom, I don't want to get married! I don't want to!" Her voice was full of despair and unwillingness, as if at this moment, her life had completely fallen into darkness.
Song Jiao looked as if she was used to it. She clicked her tongue and said sarcastically, "What can you do if you don't get married? You can't even get into university, and you can only make three or four thousand yuan working. What's the use of that?" Her words were like sharp thorns that pierced Lin Pandi's heart.
"If you ask me, didn't you just say that you will have no worries about food and clothing? Then marry him!" Song Jiao continued, her tone full of disdain.
She even picked up the hammer and weighed it, looking fierce as if she would kill anyone who dared to talk nonsense again.
At this moment, the whole family was silent, and no one dared to speak.
Song Jiao raised her head and walked happily into her room. When she reached the door, she turned back and said, "It's none of my business. I'm going to bed first. I have a flight to catch tomorrow!"
After saying that, she closed the door without hesitation, not caring at all about what was happening outside.
This family meeting lasted until late at night, and the sound of Lin Panddy crying could be heard from the living room from time to time.
The sound was intermittent and miserable, which made people feel pity.
However, Song Jiao was in such a terrible headache that she opened the door with a hammer and shouted angrily, "Cry, cry, cry, are you mourning?"
"If you cry again, I'll beat you to death!" Song Jiao's threat made Lin Panddi stop crying.
She stared at Song Jiao with wide eyes, as if frightened by her ferocious appearance.
As the saying goes, when you see injustice, you should speak out, and when it is time to take action, you should take action!
Kill one and it counts as one!
This time, Lin Pandi really didn't dare to cry anymore. She nodded cautiously, and then dared only sob quietly.
Looking at her pitiful appearance, Song Jiao couldn't help feeling annoyed.
She waved her hand and said, "Have you cried enough? Then can I go to sleep now?" Then she turned and went back to her room.
Now that all the problems that could be solved had been solved and they could even get a little more money, Lin's parents and Lin Zhentian began to use moral blackmail and took turns to persuade him.
They tried their best to persuade Lin Pandi to marry Lao Tian for the future of the family and for the 100,000 yuan.
That's 100,000 yuan! It's enough for them to suffer for several years!
In their eyes, Lin Pandi’s happiness and future are not important at all. What matters is how much benefit they can get from it.
Lin Pandi looked at them helplessly, her heart filled with despair.
She knew she could not change their decision, nor could she escape the cage of fate.
She could only accept this cruel reality silently and sacrifice her own happiness for the so-called family and money.
She looked towards Song Jiao's room with resentment. It was all because of this bitch! If it weren't for her, she wouldn't have married that fat, big-eared man, Lao Tian.
This is all Song Jiao's fault.
Song Jiao naturally saw Lin Panddi's expression. She didn't feel any pain in her waist when she was standing and talking before, but now that sparks have fallen on her, does she feel the pain?
The good days are yet to come!
Soon, the groans of the other two fell into her ears. "The second one can ask for so much betrothal gifts. The eldest one is still a college student and a little older. At least 500,000, right?"
"But she's leaving tomorrow, what are you going to do?"
"Hmph, how could I let her get away? Tomorrow morning I'll cook her a meal and give her some medicine! Tomorrow morning I'll go and make arrangements and let those who want to marry a wife come and see. The highest bidder will win."
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