A Quick Walkthrough: Male God, Don’t Run Away

The banquet was very lively, and the folk customs in the southwest were open. The female family members did not have a separate banquet, but there were bamboo curtains in the middle.

This was the first time Song saw such a scene. He listened to the soldiers drinking and guessing through the curtain. He only felt that the southwest and his hometown were really different.

Ding Mao was young, but his drinker was not small. If you don’t reach the point of not getting drunk after a thousand cups, you can also drink and eat meat in big bowls with veterans who have been in the army for many years.

Men's friendship is often established at the wine table.

Ding Mao picked up the porcelain bowl, raised his head and drank it. The wine flowed down his chin. After drinking, his face flushed and his ears warmed, and he looked up at the direction of the bamboo curtain.

The distance between him and her seems to be getting shorter and longer.

The general's daughter, the frontier soldier.

No one would think that these two match, Ding Mao felt very disappointed.

"Sister, you may not be familiar with the customs here when you first arrived in the northwest. In fact, the soldiers and soldiers are very enthusiastic, so don't be afraid."

Mrs He took the initiative to pour Mrs Song a glass of wine, and introduced her to her familiarly: "Don't look at their loud voices, they fight like no one else, and they are first-class good boys when they go to the battlefield."

"Yes... I see everyone is fine too."

Song Shi's expression was a little cramped. She was not afraid, but she was just not used to it.

Women in the countryside are not like the ladies in the city.

But how can an ordinary farmer compare with a soldier?

Song Lichun had seen her husband's vigorous and resolute behavior. In the past, the two of them always had to give in first, for fear of offending the neighbors.

This time, the husband came home and cleaned up all those who had bullied her and Anle.

Especially the stunner who often takes advantage of their mothers and daughters and ruins Anle's reputation, who was bruised and swollen by Tuesday Zhu's fist.

He vented his anger for his wife and daughter with great momentum, and no one in Xiping Village or even the entire Ruzhou City dared to say anything about Song Lichun and Zhou Anle.

"That's good. My sister has been here in the southwest for many years. Feel free to ask if my sister is unfamiliar with me. My husband is a good man. We sisters must work together to make this family prosperous."

Shu Ange couldn't get used to the appearance of Mr. He's rebellious attitude, so he tapped the celadon plate with chopsticks: "Concubine He, don't worry, my mother has been the wife of the house for so many years, and she can't handle anything."

With the sound of Aunt He, He changed his face, and the smile on Cheng Lin'er's face couldn't be maintained any longer.

She and her mother acted in a lowly manner everywhere, forbearing Zhou Anle's mother and daughter, hoping that her father would show more pity for them.

Zhou Anle was really deceiving people too much. He tapped the dishes with chopsticks in a frivolous manner, and gave her no face at all.

"Sister Anle, my father said that I hope we can get along in harmony."

With tears in her eyes, Cheng Lin'er looked at Shu Ange aggrievedly, like a daylily devastated by the wind and rain.

This trick may work well for men, but it doesn't work for Shu Ange: "Miss Lin'er, what are you talking about, since you and your concubine have entered Zhou's house, even if you don't kowtow and serve tea, your mother and I will take care of you more. ."

He was provoked by the four words of kowtowing and serving tea, and said indifferently: "An Le, the general said, I married into the Zhou family, except that I don't have the title of wife, the rest is no different from Sister Song."

Shu Ange burst out laughing, and touched his lips with chopsticks, with a teasing smile in his smile: "Auntie is really joking, isn't this the biggest difference between the wife's status. The difference between wives and concubines is very clear, I need to mention it. Is it?"

Song shi looked at her daughter for a few words, and made Cheng Liner's mother and daughter speechless, feeling even more ashamed.

She should have dealt with this as a mother, but she didn't expect her daughter to stand up for herself in everything.

He was so angry at Shu An's song that he suppressed his anger and did not leave the table on the spot.

Cheng Lin'er couldn't help it. After thinking a little in her heart, she covered her mouth with a handkerchief, got up crying, opened the bamboo curtain and ran out.

The banquet was in full swing, and on Tuesday, Zhu people were in good spirits when they had a happy event.

It was Lin Chongguang, who had not seen Cheng Liner for a long time, and kept thinking about her in his heart. After seeing her crying and running out of the bamboo curtain, he immediately left and chased after her.

He was young, and he was Lin Tieming's son. Everyone was merciful and didn't drink him on purpose.

Cheng Liner ran all the way to the rockery, put one arm on the stone, and started crying, her shoulders shrugged slightly, so she looked sad.

Lin Chongguang chased here, seeing Cheng Liner crying uncomfortable, wanting to step forward but afraid of being abrupt, so he stood not far away and coughed.

"Sister Lin'er."

Hearing Lin Chongguang's call, Cheng Lin'er hurriedly straightened up, wiped away her tears in a hurry, and turned back and smiled softly at him: "Brother Chongguang, you have lost a lot of weight, have you not eaten well these days?"

Her concern and forbearance made Lin Chongguang feel pity and cherish jade: "I'm not thin, but I have grown a little taller in the past two months. What's wrong with you, you started crying as soon as you came back."

"I...I'm fine."

Cheng Lin'er said yes with a smile, tears were falling, and she hurriedly wiped the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief.

Lin Zhongguang's expression was serious, and he wanted to step forward to wipe away Cheng Lin'er's tears, but because of the inability of men and women to marry him: "Don't cry, but what kind of grievances you have suffered along the way, just tell me."

"With the words of Brother Chongguang, I can bear no matter how wronged I feel. Brother Chongguang, after my mother married General Zhou, I am so happy. I always wanted to have a father, will you laugh at me? You have a father, even Xiao Yan has a father, only I don't have a father."

"Silly sister, how could I laugh at you, General Zhou is a good person."

"Yeah, he's a good dad, so Sister Anle doesn't want to—"

Cheng Liner consciously lost her words in the middle of speaking, and hurriedly covered her mouth: "Brother Chongguang, you should not have heard what I just said, and don't tell anyone."

Lin Chongguang has a straightforward personality, thinking that Cheng Liner was wronged, how could he ignore it.

"Lin'er, if you still think of me as your elder brother, tell me what happened. General Zhou is an upright person and will never condone his daughter to bully you."

"Daddy is a good man. I wish he was my own father."

Cheng Liner muttered to herself, her tears could not stop, her watery eyes stared straight at Lin Chongguang: "Sister Anle let me know my identity, saying that my mother is just a concubine, and I am a disgusting slacker. Bottle. Let me not get in the way of her, and don't delusionally take away General Zhou's favor."

When Lin Chongguang and his father welcomed General Zhou's return, they saw his wife and daughter for the first time.

Zhou Anle's appearance is sweet and pleasant, and her eyes seem to be able to speak. Lin Chongguang's senses are not bad for her.

He never thought that in private, Zhou Anle had such a domineering personality.

"How can she say that, your father died in battle, and everyone is grateful for his hero. When General Zhou married your mother, he also promised to treat you as if he were his own."

[So, the young man is the easiest to be deceived]