Happy Marriage

An Sheng looked at Xia Ziwu's eyes carefully, and saw that there were still marks from her fingernails in the middle of her body. It seemed that her hand strength was not too small. How painful is it? Ordinary people really can't help this pain. Darling, Xia Ziwu is really making up his mind.

An Sheng felt such a shudder in his heart, Xia Ziwu was so persistent and firm, indomitable, that he had to marry into the Meng family. If the Xue family also loves her daughter and is eager to compromise, will she and her sister have the ability to block it?

In name, Xia Ziwu said that she was willing to be a concubine, but how could her elder sister be her opponent? Once they really work together, the tragedy of the previous life will inevitably be repeated, but it will be the same destination.

A woman beside her urged anxiously: "Madam, hurry up, hurry up and carry the third young lady to the front yard to wait, don't waste time."

Xue's concern was chaotic. After being reminded to react, he nodded hastily: "Okay! Hurry up and find someone to bring the third lady to the front yard."

As soon as she raised her face, An Sheng saw that Xia Ziwu's raised neck really had streaks of the rope, with bruises, extremely obvious, lying across the neck.

It's no wonder that the Xue family was convinced, so worried, and even messed up.

She probed into it and sneered in her heart. She saw that the streaks crossed backwards in parallel. Where are the signs of hanging? It was clearly made by himself with a strip of cloth on the back of his head. In order to bluff, Xia Ziwu was very thoughtful.

An Sheng originally just wanted to stand on the sidelines, but he was clear in his heart, and he definitely couldn't let Xia Ziwu's plan succeed, and pinched Xue's family and his father.

She took a step forward and said to the Xue family: "Mother, the third sister is holding her breath for a while, so the situation can't be delayed. The cold doctor's house is far away, and after tossing it over, for nearly half an hour, can the third sister hold it?"

"Your third sister is already like this. Are you still talking nonsense here? Can't you wait to die if you don't send him to find Lang Zhong?" Xue scolded An Sheng immediately.

An Sheng is not in a hurry or annoyed: "The last time I went to Leng Shenyi's mansion, I saw Leng Shenyi help a suffocated and comatose patient. The method is very simple. The mother should let her daughter try it. If it doesn't work, there is absolutely no delay in getting on the bus.

The old woman next to her tugged at the Xue family: "Saving people is like putting out a fire. At a critical juncture, I can't care about much, so you might as well give it a try."

Xue Shi is the six gods and no masters, so he immediately responded when persuaded: "Hurry up, don't delay!"

An Sheng squatted down and reached out to Chang Jing: "Scissors?"

Chang Jing was taken aback: "What are you doing with scissors?"

"You can take it as you please, why is there so much nonsense!" An Sheng reprimanded immediately.

Xia Ziwu's eyelashes trembled slightly.

Chang Jing got up hastily and took the scissors from the needle and thread dustbin.

An Shengcao held it in his hands, and the sharp scissors slid past Xia Ziwu's neck. Suddenly, Xia Ziwu used the scissors to force his heart, with a grim smile on his face: "Believe it or not, I will peel off your skin alive, Will you make a beautiful lantern for your little nephew in the future?"

A touch of hatred flashed in her eyes, and the scissors trembled, piercing Xia Ziwu's flesh, and oozing red blood beads.

"What are you going to do?" Xue exclaimed, and was about to step forward to grab the scissors in An Sheng's hand.

"The tip of Sanmei's throat has been obviously fractured, and her throat is stuck and she can't breathe. Therefore, there is no delay. You can only cut the trachea a little, and the breathing will be smooth!"

The sharp and cold scissors in An Sheng's hands had already touched the tip of Xia Ziwu's throat.

"You dare!" Xia Ziwu suddenly opened his eyes, and awkwardly avoided the scissors in An Sheng's hands, but then yelled: "Xia Ansheng, you really want to kill me, don't you? Cut the trachea, I still have a life. ?"

An Sheng stood up and smiled: "So the third sister can hear what I said."

Xia Ziwu's face was suddenly embarrassed, and he forced himself to defend himself: "I, I just woke up just now! Thanks to my waking up, otherwise I wouldn't have died in your hands?"

An Sheng looked at his chest clearly, and turned around: "It's good to wake up, my sister is just frightening you, is it possible that you can really make a ruthless attack?"

She made a pun in her words, and naturally people knew the meaning. A group of people have just been tossed and turned, looking at Xia Ziwu with a hint of meaning.

How could Xue Shi not understand? She was also obviously sullen, stood up, touched the tears on her face, and instructed Chang Jing: "Hold your young lady to the bed, so that you can take care of yourself, don't go out if you have nothing to do."

An Sheng turned around and walked away, stepped out of the door, and heard a stubborn and firm cry from Xia Ziwu behind him: "My daughter is going to marry Meng Jinglun! If you don't agree, I'll really die for you!"

An Sheng sighed softly.

It is said that the arm can't twist the thigh, but An Sheng knows that the Xue family will compromise sooner or later.

Sure enough, Xia Ziwu showed extraordinary perseverance in marrying into the Meng family.

She was exposed by An Sheng in front of Xue's pretending to commit suicide. Xue's angrily dismissed her request again.

There are no children who can't be disciplined in this world, only parents who can't be ruthless. The Xue family is a man of many tricks, and he is helpless in the face of Xia Ziwu's threat.

Xia Ziwu's hunger strike this time was not a joke. An Sheng heard that her lips were chapped and she was dying on the bed, so she refused to eat.

At first, the Xue family was able to calm down and ignore it. Later, Xia Zixian was asked to persuade her, and told Chang Jing to stand by her every step of the way.

An Sheng didn't know whether Xia Ziwu was tricky or not, and could not tell the truth from the fake. She only knew that the Xue family was about to be unable to stand it.

Sure enough, on the third day after Xia Ziwu's hunger strike, after the Xue family left Xia Ziwu's yard, Xia Ziwu happily got up and started eating. I heard that the chicken and seafood porridge was simmered for her an hour in advance in the kitchen. She ate three whole bowls and felt refreshed.

An Sheng understood that the Xue family must have compromised and had a preliminary plan. An alarm bell sounded in her heart, thinking hard, if Xue and her father came to Meng's house in person and brought up the marriage, would the Meng family respond with great joy? And what can I do for my sister if I am weak and weak?

She was deeply annoyed by her powerlessness.

She remembered that when her sister was still in her boudoir, she once embroidered a pair of boots with a thousand layers for her father, with a black satin finish on a white background, with a fine embroidery of the five blessings and longevity patterns with gold thread, although it was not as majestic as the soap sole official boots, But it is comfortable and light to wear on the feet. It was originally intended to be given to his father on his birthday, so after it was done, it was placed at the bottom of the box.

An Sheng got up and turned out the boots, found a handkerchief to wrap it up, and went straight to his father's study in the front yard.

Member Xia was also devastated by Xia Ziwu's troubles these days, so he hid in the study to find a clean place. An Sheng knocked on the door lightly, and after his father answered, he pushed open the door and walked in.

Member Xia lay halfway on the soft couch, raised his head, saw that it was An Sheng, a little surprised: "What are you doing here?"

His tone was visibly impatient.

An Sheng handed the cloth shoes in his hand to Member Xia: "I just rummaged through things and found these cloth shoes that my sister made for you, so I thought of bringing them to you."

Member Xia waved his hand outside without looking at it: "Just put it aside."

An Sheng looked down at the shoes on Xia Yuan's outer feet, and he bent down, squatted in front of him, and raised his face: "Dad is tired from running around outside every day, so when he gets home, he takes off these thick-soled official boots and wears them. The cloth shoes made by my sister? They are soft and breathable."

She rustled to open the handkerchief, revealing the cloth shoes inside. Naturally, Xia Anran's craftsmanship is unremarkable. It is neat, and it is gold thread and black satin, which makes people's eyes shine.

An Sheng lowered his head and took off the thick-soled official boots on Xia Yuan's outer feet, and put them on by himself.

Xia Yuanwai didn't say a word, just looked at An Sheng silently, thinking of his own wife Qin Shi in a trance.