I bowed and thanked Fusin, the mosquitoes that do not eat vegetarian food, and specially gave rewards and monthly tickets to friends such as Cao Xiaomin. I wish my friends a smooth work and a happy life.

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The earth is covered with white frost, dry and hard. The leaves that fall late pass through the frost. Every time a gust of cold wind blows, they suddenly break away from the branches, like a group of birds, flying in the wind.

On this day when winter is approaching, Meng Youtian came to Zhangzhuang, which is the junction and buffer area of ​​several forces, which is equivalent to a blank or irrelevant area.

"What? Battalion Commander Wang gave Liu Feng a pair of leather gloves, and said I gave them?" Meng Youtian was shocked and glared at Feng Zhi and shouted.

"What's the matter? You are friends, so it's not normal for you to give each other something." Feng Zhi is Wang Dashan's personal bodyguard. He is said to be very skilled and has a thin face. He said without changing his face: "Don't make a fuss, isn't this telling you? Avoid seeing Liu Feng, let's talk a little bit."

Meng Youtian almost turned his eyes over, yes, it was not too late to say it now, but he was here, so why can he go back if he was not happy? Wang Dashan looked at the smiling people and animals, but he was still good at making small moves, and he fooled himself in.

"Look, are we going to continue on the road?" Feng Zhi looked at the sky and said as if nothing had happened: "No matter how hard you are, you can't catch up with the place to stay overnight."

Meng Youtian sighed weakly for a long time and muttered, "Don't bring such a person. Wait until I go back and settle the score with you Battalion Commander Wang."

"It should, it should be too." Feng Zhi nodded in a fake manner, "I don't think it's very suitable, but there was really no way at that time. Do you think so?"

It's a big deal, Meng Youtian smiled helplessly and said, "Let's go quickly. You can arrive in Huining Town if it's not dark." He was really nervous. He left the border area and only had a short gun on his body. This safety is not easy to guarantee.

"If there is danger on the road, you run first and I'll cover it behind you." Feng Zhi patted the pistol on his waist.

"If there is a spear in your hand, forget it, let's act according to the opportunity!" Meng Youtian smiled bitterly, urged the mule to go up the road.

The two of them walked a short distance and saw two sedan chairs walking from a distance, as if they were picking up a bride. After a while, the sedan chair came over. Meng Youtian and Feng Zhi heard a woman crying in the sedan chair, and a man who was sending the girl next to him climbed the sedan chair pole and burst into tears.

Meng Youtian and Feng Zhi looked at each other and shook their heads gently at the same time. Suppressed the urge to go forward to meddle in other people's business. Although there were two people who looked like guards with big guns followed, they were not afraid, but they did not want to cause trouble when the situation was unknown.

A sudden sound of horse hooves sounded in the distance, and more than a dozen riders rushed over from where the smoke and dust came. I could have heard someone shouting, maybe they saw the sedan chair constantly, and then banged twice.

It was so messy that the bride-receiving team exploded the camp, "Bandits are here to steal the bride. Run!" People shouted and ran around. The two guards with long spears were raising their heads just now, but now they ran into the village like wearing rabbit shoes.

"Let's hide too." Feng Zhi looked around, greeted Meng Youtian, turned the animal away from the avenue, entered the bushes next to him, jumped down, shouted the animal to lie down, and the two of them half-squatted down and looked outside.

In just a blink of an eye, there were only two lonely sedan chairs left on the road. The crying man was busy pulling the bride in the sedan chair. A thin seventeen-eight-year-old girl, her red wedding dress, her chest was covered with purple spots, holding a handkerchief that was rubbed into eggs in her hand, her hair was scattered, and a few strands on her cheeks were dripping water drops down. Perhaps because of her lack of physical strength or excessive sadness, she put her head on her shoulders, looking groggy. If the man hadn't supported her, she would have fallen down soon.

The fast horse was flying. In a blink of an eye, more than a dozen riders rushed to the front and said in a bold voice: "Scattered and looked for it. I saw it really. The fat man in the wedding dress crawled into the grass beside the road."

A whispering sound came from his feet. Meng Youtian looked carefully and saw a fat pig in a wedding dress crawling slowly over. His face was covered with grass sticks and dust, and his hat fell off. His sparse hair was half white. His face was sweating, and it turned black and white. It was like Zhu Bajie descending to earth.

"Go, go, fat man, climb aside, don't implicate us." Meng Youtian whispered. Their hiding place was a small depression, very hidden. No wonder this fat pig was coming.

The old fat pig glared at Meng Youtian with his eyes slanted, ignored it, and continued to crawl towards here.

"This fat pig is here!" As the shouting, a man used the stick in his hand to pull out the dead grass and quickly chased after him. He kicked the fat man hard on his butt, "Climb, I see where you can climb."

"Master, please spare me!" The fat man turned over and sat underground, begging with a bitter face.

"Stop talking nonsense, come with me." The man pointed at the fat man's nose with a stick and said very well.

The fat man opened his mouth, got up helplessly, and walked out slowly.

When Liu Feng saw the fat man being taken out, he looked at him with his eyes squinted, and kept snorting coldly. The whip in his hand was squeaking, which scared the fat man so much that he shivered. The fat man's face kept trembling. It was quite cold, but the sweat beads were falling.

"Mr. Queen, do you want money or pay it back or food? I'll ask someone to get it at home." The fat man kept bowing and said kind words.

"Shut up." Liu Feng glared and turned to ask the bride next to him, "Why are you crying and saying, I'll make the decision for you."

The bride fell to the ground and cried with her head in her arms. Liu Feng frowned and asked the man who was holding the bride, "You said, why are you crying?"

The man opened his mouth and started to sob, crying, "Sister, I'm sorry for you, I'm poor, I'm incompetent."

Meng Youtian hid in the field, pricked up his ears and listened carefully, thinking to himself: This is not a marriage, it is simply a funeral for a living person.

"Hey, I said fat man, what's your name?" A big man looked a little more steady, raised his chin and said to the fat man.

"The surname is Zhao, and the name is Wenbin."

"How old are you?"

"Um...um...ah!" Zhao Wenbin squeezed out some sound from his throat, swallowed a few mouthfuls, and said hesitantly: "That's it, it's just past forty!"

"That's it? What the hell is that you are, how old are you?" the big man asked sternly.

"..." Zhao Wenbin grinned and whispered, not saying how old he was.

"How many wives have you married?" Liu Feng stepped forward and asked loudly, and the whip almost hit Zhao Wenbin's face.

"That's it, that's..."

"My sister is his four-room concubine." The crying man interrupted.!~!

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