In the yard, the wedding reception team was ready, and the aunts and daughters-in-law from the neighbors also rushed to join in the fun and helped to handle the marriage.

The groom Zhu Chuanwen was wearing a robe of black fabric and a big red flower on his chest. The melon-skin hat covered the bald head on his forehead, but the hair behind his head was still messy.

Or it is said that men can’t dress up!

In the new century, this kind of man still wants to get married and dream!

This is also because Yuan Pengfei only has others and no self in his eyes. If he is lucky enough to look at himself in a mirror, he will understand that he is not much better.

Even this ragged dress is not as good as Zhu Chuanwen.

Wen's mother saw Yuan Pengfei coming out and said with a smile: "It just so happens that everyone is here. Hurry up and go to welcome the new wife!"

Zhu Chuanwen thought that his new wife had not fallen asleep all night, and he could not wait at this moment. After receiving his mother's instructions, he said to the wedding team: "Oh, okay, joy blow up, welcome the new wife!"

The three brothers of the Zhu family took the lead in walking in the front of the ward. A gang behind him was pulling a donkey and carrying a bag of stone millet. He walked at the end. The gongs and drums were beating, and the suona was blowing, and the beating created a joyful atmosphere.

Yuan Pengfei is Zhu Kaishan's adopted son, so of course he has to follow the three brothers of the Zhu family to meet the bride together.

But the road is not peaceful.

As soon as he walked out, more than a dozen bandits popped up on the mountain road, holding a big blade in his hand to rob the road.

The years are different, and the equipment of bandits is also different. At this time, guns were not flooded, and bandits were holding big blades. During the chaotic years of warlords in the Republic of China, if they didn’t have more than a dozen rifles, they would still dare to rob the Tao?

The bandits who were eliminated after the end of the Anti-Japanese War were all holding semi-automatic rifles and submachine guns, which was even more incomparable.

After encountering such an initial bandit, Yuan Pengfei, who had a kitchen knife inserted around his waist, was still lucky!

Zhu Chuanwen is an honest farmer with no ink in his stomach and doesn't know how to deal with it. Zhu Chuanwu is just a naughty man and has no experience in being reckless.

The other people who came to meet the bride were all idle people in the village. It was okay to ask them to help do some business. They didn’t have the courage to go against the bandits holding big blades!

Moreover, the bandits' first words eliminated all their worries. Everyone: "Don't resist indifferently, we won't harm anyone's lives!"

Everyone cleans up the snow in front of the door and does not care about the frost on others. Now there is no reason for others to resist.

Yuan Pengfei couldn't agree if he was robbed by the bandits!

He took two steps forward and observed the expressions of these people, "Heroes, are we wronged in the past?"

"Not wronged."

The leading man hung a short knife on his chest and replied expressionlessly.

"We've had a grudge recently?"

"No revenge, either."

"That's it for money?"

"Not for money."

"Then what are you doing for?

"To live!"

"That's for food!" Yuan Pengfei said confidently.

The man pulled out the short knife on his chest and nodded, "I understand, little brother. If you don't have food these days, you will have no life. We only want to survive, not anything else."

Seeing the leading bandits put up all the knives, Zhu Chuanwen was a little cowardly. It was related to his marriage today, and he didn't even dare to say anything on the scene.

Zhu Chuanwu was very tough, glaring at the bandits with wide eyes, and clenched his fists and tried to pounce.

Zhu Chuanjie was still a little brat, but he was very clever. He ran back and reported to his mother.

As for the others, they were about ten meters away from them, fearing that they would be hurt by the bandits.

Yuan Pengfei understood a little, why can anyone rob the food if he encounters such a bandit.

Because although the opponent is very good, at most it is bronze. But these people are even more delicious than the opponent and are scrap iron that cannot even be placed in bronze. It is normal to be crushed.

It's Yuan Pengfei's turn, a young master who has reached the golden rank in the battle, has appeared.

Without giving the man a chance to react, Yuan Pengfei pressed his short knife with his left hand, punched his nose with a punch, elbow with his neck, and fucked his knee in his stomach.

The man fell to the ground in an instant, covering his stomach and bleeding from his nose, and his mouth was still humming and screaming in pain.

Yuan Pengfei was in power and was unforgivable. He knocked down one of his subordinates holding the ring-headed sword beside him, picked up the sword and rushed left and right, and chopped down three or four of them in one breath.

His blood-red eyes glanced at the other bandits, but none of them dared to come forward any more. Instead, they moved back carefully, for fear of being targeted by Yuan Pengfei.

"Hmph!" He took the half of the clothes he had torn off during the fight, wiped the blood on the knife on the ring, and said in a deep voice: "Today is my brother's day of joy, and there is no sword weapon, so I will leave this knife and war horse to me to save. Do you have any objections?"

Who dares to have an objection? Isn’t it because I’m impatient to live?

The bandits put down their weapons and carefully supported the knocked guys. Under Yuan Pengfei's impatient urging, they ran away in shame.

Five war horses and more than a dozen weapons, this is more valuable than the one stone millet. However, during this famine, even gold is not important, and if you starve to death, there will be nothing left.

Zhu Chuanwu didn't expect that Yuan Pengfei, who had never been visible and had no water leaks, was so powerful that he fucked the bandits and drove them away.

He leaned in front of him and said excitedly, "Brother Pengfei, you are so good at martial arts. I want to learn martial arts from you, can you?"

Yuan Pengfei smiled and was about to agree, but Zhu Chuanwen frowned and said, "The disaster has happened. I have caused these bandits. Will we have a good life in the future?"

Obviously, he was worried that the bandits would take revenge in the future, but why did this sound so unpleasant! It seemed that this was caused by Yuan Pengfei.

Wen's mother arrived now and heard his son's incompetence. If it weren't for this happy day, she would have been to teach him a lesson.

"Apologize to you, Pengfei's younger brother. Without him, you shouldn't want to marry this wife today." Wen's mother scolded.

Zhu Chuanwen apologized to Yuan Pengfei dullly and asked his mother: "Mom, what should I do later? Will I still get married?"

"I have to marry you! This bride is still waiting for you at home!" Wen's mother looked at Yuan Pengfei and said a little embarrassedly, "Pengfei, I have to work hard to protect them to welcome the bride, so that they can be killed by these bandits and shot them back."

After all, Yuan Pengfei is an adopted son. Sometimes when he says severely, people will think too much, and it hurts his heart. It doesn’t matter if Chuanwu Chuanjie is ignorant, but she, as a mother, has to take more responsibility.

"Godmother, don't worry, I'm here, the bandits dare not come back."

Even for Zhu Kaishan's sake, he would not be really angry with Zhu Chuanwen.

This time the wedding team was a replacement of cannons. Chuanwen, the groom, rode on the horse. Although his posture was not very good, he had to take the horse with Chuanwu, but after all, he was a bit as arrogant as the groom.

In Tanjia Village, Tan Xianer's father was talking to some of his relatives and friends, discussing this marriage.

A relative of the Tan family sighed: "Xian'er and Chuanwen are just as good as each other. They got married early in the morning. My daughter was at home and she got a lot of food a year!"

The water splashed by the married daughter can be said to Mr. Tan’s heart.

"Who said no? I've urged you several times. To be honest, I'll ask for a single stone of millet if I didn't ask for any bride price from their family. Isn't that too much?"

Everyone did not respond, and it depends on when it was time to put it in normal years, but it was a life for several families to put it in this famine.

It is not uncommon for young and strong laborers to go up the mountain to become bandits, the elderly and weak to sell land to borrow money to survive, and even worse, it is not uncommon for selling children and daughters.

Which one of the present can easily take out this stone Xiaomi?

During the famine, this is quite a lot.

Dad Tan himself knew that this request was too much, but he had no choice because he had his own difficulties.

He explained: "You may not know that my Guier and the daughter of the Dashou family, who had been engaged to the family, were not asking for any bride price, just wanted a stone of millet.

Look, Xian'er's mother and I will make up for it. Look, if there is such a stone of Xiaomi, the marriage between these two children will be fulfilled, right?

So, if you don’t have this stone millet, you will not be able to get through me!"

Mr. Tan’s idea is what most people think at this time. Even in the new century, many father-in-law and mother-in-law also think this way.

A daughter can marry, but a bride price cannot be missing. If you don’t have a bride price that suits your wishes, no matter how you love each other, it’s sweet and sweet, they can definitely make a breakup.
Chapter completed!