"Congratulations." The man spoke with a cold tone.

Aunt Xiong hurriedly walked up and handed him the things she had prepared a long time ago, "I went up to the mountain to collect this and processed it. You go back and apply it on the wound. I don't know if it will work. Anyway, this is what our ancestors left behind."

Here are some home remedies.”

The man nodded and took it, "Thank you." He waved, and the man standing behind him handed a red envelope into his hand.

"No, it's just a small thing." Aunt Xiong looked at the thick red envelope. Although she was very moved, she still said polite words.

The man seemed to grasp all her emotions in his eyes. He handed the red envelope to his hand and said, "A wedding gift for your noble son."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and was about to leave, when suddenly the closed gate in the yard made a loud bang, which sounded like a heavy object was directly mounted on the iron gate.

Ye Nianmo turned around and looked at the closed iron door, seemingly thoughtful. At this time, Aunt Xiong stood in front of him and said, "I'm sorry, didn't I scare you? My son's head is a little abnormal, so he often

Do something that makes people angry."

Ye Nianmo looked at the fisherman in front of him and saw that she looked nervous, her lips were pursed uneasily, and her eyes were wandering. It was obvious that she was lying, but as to why she was lying, he was not worried at all.

He cast his sights on the sea. Not long ago, a plane crashed in the sea near here. Now people have long forgotten the accident. The indifferent spectators have found a new social hot spot, and those sad people who have lost their relatives and friends have also found a new social hot spot.

Pick up your mood and continue living.

The sun was shining brightly and the sea breeze blew gently. Like a lover murmuring to himself, he glanced at the iron door and then got in the car.

"The car is going, the car is going!" The children in the village ran away after the leaving car, their childish voices gradually dissipating.

Aunt Xiong looked at the direction the car was leaving, and then glanced at the iron gate thoughtfully.

In the room, Ding Yiyi stared desperately at the empty door through the crack in the door. She felt so painful that she couldn't breathe and could only sob and cry.

At seven or eight o'clock in the evening, people from the village came one after another. Everyone sat down happily and said to Aunt Xiong, "The time is almost up, why don't you let the groom and the bride come out to meet people?"

ah."

"Why are you so anxious? It's not time yet. My son's wife is from the city and is usually introverted." Aunt Xiong laughed and scolded. Seeing that the time was indeed up, she said, "I'll come in and see how they are preparing."

When she entered the door, she saw that Ding Yiyi was still crying, so she took out some herbs from the cabinet. After crushing them with her hands, the herbs gave off a faint smell.

"Eat this." She stretched out her fingers, which were soaked in green mucus.

Ding Yiyi closed her mouth tightly and did not let go. She didn't know what the herb in front of her was, but it was definitely not a good thing.

While she was dazed, Aunt Xiong had already put her fingers directly into her mouth, and green mucus flowed into her teeth along with her movements.

Ding Yiyi felt that her mouth immediately became numb, and the tongue coating seemed to weigh tens of millions of pounds and was stirred very hard, followed by her limbs.

"Mom, what are you doing!" Stupid Xiong asked curiously.

Aunt Xiong turned to look at him, then took out a piece of clothing from the cabinet and handed it to him. Her tone became gentle and she said, "Son, mom has found a wife for you. Even if mom dies, you won't be alone anymore."
Chapter completed!