C8 (2/2)

After thinking for a while, the makeup artist gave a suggestion. Either not wearing modern wedding dress and changing into an ancient outfit and covering the bride's head with a large red cloth, wouldn't her face be covered? It was bright red and very festive.

The three of us also think that this method is feasible. I'll use it. It was just that this wedding shop only had one set of ancient bride's makeup. It was tattered, the cuffs had been cut, and there was a rat bite hole on the dress. Besides, it didn't fit him, and he was fat. It was meant to be worn for photographs, and no one wore it for ceremonies.

But at our level, we can only make do. Two or three needles had sewn up the rat's bite. The end of the line is hinged off at the point where the line is opened. Fortunately, Zhao Xinxin was tall, even if she wore it to be plump, it would give him a sense of elegance.

After cleaning up, the three of them got on the tricycle. Amidst the ruckus, they rushed towards the woman's house. After quite a bit of delay, the sun had already risen high and was about to set.

When we got there, we put the bride in front of the door because we were afraid to go into the woman's house. He then hurriedly left on the tricycle.

When he got home, a road in front of the gate was already filled with cars. All of them are the same kind of taxi, Charlie. There were a total of eight of them. It's not cheap. A driver gave him two hundred dollars and two packs of cigarettes.

After going around in a circle, he was unable to find his mother. Ask her what she did. Someone pointed to the toilet and said that she had been there for an hour and was still squatting in the latrine. Father said this damned woman, her old constipation has come back. Why didn't she just die? Someone hurriedly stuffed a piece of candy into his mouth, saying that on the day of great celebration, one could not say that he was dead. Father spat the sugar out, saying that there was nothing to be surprised about, that it should be like this …. Spit!

My mind was in a mess. I kept having the feeling that something bad was going to happen.

After changing into my tailored suit, I stood in front of the mirror and looked at the hump on my back. He wanted to find something to cover it. He remembered watching the TV series ”Prime Minister Liu Luo Guo” in which Liu Yong had once carried a bamboo hat over his hump. At this time, I was also looking forward to someone bringing me a bamboo hat.

My mother also got someone to make me a pair of high boot shoes. It was stuffed with a wooden cushion ten centimeters thick. I put it on and my head went up a lot, but it wasn't so easy to walk, it swayed a little.

With a bunch of fresh flowers in my hands, I prepared to get on the marriage carriage. When I was about to leave, my mother grabbed her pants and ran out of the bathroom in a hurry, saying, Shier, why don't you bring a helmet with you? I don't know what to do with a helmet. The mother wanted to say something, but the two of them pulled her aside and told her not to delay the conversation.

I sat in the back of the car with the driver driving at the front, skilfully, talking to me. I said your car is old and comfortable to sit in. He said good my ass, you should be riding a BMW with several tens of thousands of yuan in a homemade car, no matter how bad it is, you should still get a crown, after all, marriage is the most important thing in life. I said I'd be satisfied with a car.

It's a long way to go.” Better make a big circle. A metaphor for the happiness of married life. Having walked more than half the distance, the driver asked me, ”Is your wife's family from Zhao Huangzhai?” I said yes. He said, ”And you didn't have a helmet?” I said, ”Why do you need a helmet? It's just a marriage, not a war!

The driver said, ”Zhao Huangzhai's side belongs to the eastern part of our city, separated by a provincial road. There's a rule on the east side of the province! All son-in-law who were engaged to be married had to be humiliated! You don't wear a helmet, what if you get hit in the head with a hammer when you get there? ”

My heart skipped a beat and I panicked. I forced a smile and said, ”It can't be true! It's probably just an act! ”

The driver said, ”Some really knock, some pretend. That would depend on how satisfied the Fang family was with this son-in-law. If you are satisfied, then raise your hammer and swing it down, pretending to be satisfied. If he wasn't satisfied, then he would really swing the club and hit it with all his strength! Those who were beaten to the point of bleeding and crying for their parents could be seen! ”

”Oh my god! I don't want to get married anymore, let's turn back, Master! ”

The driver looked back at me and said, ”Are you kidding?”

When the caravan reached the village of the woman, they slowed down. My heart was in my throat. The two sides of the street were filled with onlookers. Through the window, I kept looking around. I didn't see anyone weighing a hammer, so I felt a little relieved. But as soon as I got out of the car, I saw a sullen village woman with a thick white stick pushing her way through the crowd of people.

This marriage is definitely one of the most regretful events of my life. Trouble was not as simple as being hammered.