Let me see which unlucky person is here to tell fortunes today

The nominated Zhang Han was not a capable person either. When he saw that Zhang Huixin wanted to put all the blame on him, he got angry and immediately retorted.

"That's not the case. Zhang Huixin sent me a message saying that Wenwen was sleeping here and encouraged me to do it first. That's why I came here. I... I have evidence!"

As he spoke, he took out his cell phone. In the chat box between them, there was indeed a message from Zhang Huixin, asking him to be gentle and not wake Wenwen up.

Although she already knew the outcome, after seeing it with her own eyes, Wenwen still couldn't help but slap Zhang Han and Zhang Huixin in the face.

When Wang Zhanfang saw her son being beaten, she pushed Wenwen away and yelled, "You little bitch, why are you hitting people?"

Wenwen snorted coldly: "He plotted against me, why can't I beat him?"

Wang Zhanfang knew that if she didn't explain the matter clearly today, her son would be labeled as a rape victim. She put her hands on her hips and acted like a shrew: "How did you plan it? Your mother accepted 30 yuan in betrothal gifts from my family, and you are my daughter-in-law. My son likes you so much that he wants to have a wedding night with you in advance. What's wrong with that?"

Wenwen smiled: "Aunt Wang, you only know that my mother took 30 yuan from you. Did you know that my household registration was moved away when I was in college?"

"Now they and I are not in the same household registration book. If I don't agree, can you still force the cow to drink water?"

Wang Zhanfang was furious after hearing this: "Sun Juanxiu, you bitch, didn't even tell me such an important thing. But it doesn't matter if there is no household registration book. You can just be here. After you have a baby, the marriage certificate will just be a piece of paper."

Wenwen was shocked by Wang Zhanfang's shamelessness. She knew very well that in this backward mountain valley, those people outside who were watching the fun were related to Wang Zhanfang and would help her at any time. Once the situation developed to that point, she would be detained here forever.

Just when Wenwen was at a loss, Ji Chu said, "Poor mountains and bad waters produce unruly people. As long as you can provoke a conflict of interest between them, they will be in disarray!"

After Ji Chuyi's reminder, Wenwen's mind suddenly brightened up. She cleared her throat and said to everyone, "It is a backward custom to collect gifts when getting married. Haishi doesn't have this custom at all. I am the same. I just want to marry a man who treats me well, is honest, and knows how to live a good life."

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Han's group of single brothers immediately became excited.

From the moment they met Wenwen, they envied Zhang Han's family for being able to come up with 30 yuan at once to let him marry such a beautiful wife.

Originally they thought that even if the wife did not agree, they, as brothers, would help snatch her away. But now this beautiful wife said that she did not need a dowry to get married!

What is that Zhang Han?

Which one of them is not better than Zhang Han? Now that the most troublesome gift is gone, everyone has the opportunity to win the favor of the beauty.

There was no one present who didn't want to get a daughter-in-law for free. Someone in the crowd spoke first: "Wang Zhanfang, your son is raping someone, and the key is that he raped the wrong person. Do you want to take your son to the ophthalmologist?"

When Zhang Huixin heard the word rape, she screamed, "My clothes are still on, stop talking nonsense, get out of here!"

Zhang Huixin's parents, who were greeting guests outside the courtyard, also squeezed from the back of the crowd to the front. Looking at their daughter with messy hair and clothes hanging on her body, Zhang's mother got angry and started wrestling with Wang Zhanfang.

Zhang's father also felt ashamed and drove the crowd out.

It was already completely dark at this time, and the sound of gongs and drums could be heard outside.

Zhang Huixin panicked as soon as she heard this: "Mom, mom, Feng Hu is here, please give me my Xiuhe!"

Since the guests were all gathered in the Zhang family's living room to watch the fun, there was no one blocking the door. The people led by Feng Hu looked at the Zhang family's deserted door in confusion and walked in smoothly.

In the bedroom, Zhang Huixin was busy changing Xiuhe. The makeup that Wenwen had put on her earlier was all ruined, and the bun on her head, which had not yet been decorated with jewelry, was now a mess. She did not look like a bride at all.

The invited band was also enjoying the show, but when they saw Feng Hu come in, they hurriedly started playing their instruments, which slightly dispelled the weird atmosphere.

The crowd gathered in the hall finally left under the drive of Zhang's father. Everyone looked at Feng Hu with a faint smile in their eyes, which made him completely confused.

But he didn't take it seriously and was still happily preparing to knock on Zhang Huixin's door, but was stopped by Zhang's father.

"Uncle, what's wrong?" Looking at the sweat on his future father-in-law's forehead, Feng Hu finally couldn't help asking.

Father Zhang was like an ant on a hot pot at the moment. He stammered, "Huixin...Huixin is not ready yet!"

Feng Hu frowned: "That's impossible. Wenwen has been here for a long time, how could she not be ready?"

Wenwen was sitting aside, chatting with the young guys around her. When she saw her cousin coming, she stretched out her hand and greeted him.

"Wenwen, what's going on? Didn't I transfer the money for the styling to you?"

Wenwen spread her hands and said, "I did help her with her hairstyle, but..."

"But what, tell me!"

A guy next to him laughed mockingly and said, "Don't ask Sister Wenwen about this. Ask Zhang Han instead."

Zhang's father was so angry that he was fuming and glaring at the young man, using his eyes to warn him not to cause trouble.

Feng Hu also realized at this moment that something big had happened, but when he looked around, there was no sign of Zhang Han among the crowd.

"Don't look at it, Xiaohu, it's okay, just wait a little longer, Huixin will come out after she finishes restyling her look."

The guilty look on Zhang's father's face, Zhang Han's disappearance, and Zhang Huixin's ruined makeup, all these signs made Feng Hu more and more confused.

Perhaps the truth could not be hidden, and Feng Hu found out what happened from the whispers of the guests nearby. As rumors spread, the fact that Zhang Huixin was clearly not successfully raped by Zhang Han also became unclear in the mouths of these people.

Feng Hu was furious. How could he tolerate that his wife was slept with by someone else on his wedding day?

Accompanying a group of groomsmen, Feng Hu came to Zhang Han's house next door to Zhang Huixin's house in a threatening manner. After kicking the door open, several people dragged Zhang Han out of the house and beat him up in front of Wang Zhanfang.

Seeing that things were getting out of hand, Zhang Huixin hurried out of the bedroom.

At this moment, her face was dirty, and the crooked new makeup covered the old makeup that Wenwen had painted for her. In the sunlight, she looked like a paper man.

A few ignorant children were frightened and burst into tears immediately.

"Feng Hu, stop hitting me. I didn't, I didn't..." Zhang Huixin couldn't say the last few words no matter what.

"Zhang Huixin, shut the fuck up, we're done for today!"

In Feng Hu's opinion, Zhang Huixin's explanation was just a sophistry. Even if nothing really happened between her and Zhang Han, whenever the villagers saw him in the future, they would think of what happened today. How could he hold his head up and live his life with just a few fingers poking at him?