owlsbooks Chapter 183 Forceful Entry into the Village
Chapter 183 Forceful Entry into the Village
The stylist was an employee of Jiahe Wedding Planning. Before the trip, Manager He specifically instructed him to treat the bride with utmost courtesy and not to offend her.
But the stylist was completely baffled when he arrived at the bride's house.
I don't understand why the bride's family is targeting her at every turn. On their daughter's big day, they not only don't help her, but they also stand by and watch like unrelated outsiders. This is not normal at all.
They went even further, making things difficult for us at every turn, like enemies.
The stylist kept recalling what Manager He had told him: to be polite to the bride and to treat her well.
Now that the bride's family is making things difficult for her, she's definitely on the bride's side; there's nothing wrong with thinking that way.
So when the stylist saw the bride's father storm into the room, he spoke up.
"You, humph, what's so great about you?"
Zhang Huaicheng appeared strong, but upon hearing that the wedding dress was worth six figures and that someone was going to hire a lawyer to sue him, he stormed out of the room with a dark expression, leaving behind a lukewarm remark.
Seeing this, the stylist turned back to continue styling the bride.
"Beautiful lady, we'll be done in just half an hour."
Yang Meng smiled and nodded: "Yes, thank you, sister."
Half an hour should be just the right amount of time; her boyfriend just texted her that he's almost at her village.
After half an hour.
The stylist put down his tools with satisfaction, stood up, and circled around Yang Meng.
"Hmm, very good. With the red veil covering your head, beautiful lady, you will be a well-bred young lady in a phoenix coronet and embroidered robe, just waiting for your good husband to come and marry you."
Looking at herself in the mirror, Yang Meng felt like she was in a dream.
This was a scene she had once fantasized about. She never imagined that one day she would actually be able to wear a phoenix coronet and wedding robes, waiting for her beloved.
Just then, the distant sound of fireworks could be heard outside, continuous and becoming clearer and clearer.
Yang Meng knew that her husband had arrived.
However, before she could even feel happy, her blissful mood was ruined again.
"Little sister, don't blame me for not reminding you. A few of my buddies are blocking the village entrance. If that kid Chu Yunhui can't come up with the rest of the dowry, the car fare, the change of address fee, the toll for entering the village, and the red envelopes for the adults and children in his family to meet him, he won't be able to enter the village today."
"So you'd better call him and make sure he gets his money."
Yang Meng's happy smile froze, and she turned around to look at her so-called older brother with dissatisfaction.
How could you do this?
Zhang Yahu shrugged lazily: "Why not? I only did it with my parents' permission."
Upon hearing this, Yang Meng turned her gaze to her mother, her only remaining close relative in the world.
Facing her daughter's heartbroken and devastated eyes, Liang Lian hesitated to meet her gaze. She lowered her eyes and sighed, "Mengmeng, just listen to your brother. Call Xiao Chu and give him the money he owes!"
"Although Huaicheng is not your biological father, he has raised you for more than ten years. Your brother's wedding will cost a lot of money. As his younger sister, you should be more sensible and think more about your brother."
"Who has ever thought about me?" Tears welled up in Yang Meng's eyes. She thought she had let go, but faced with her mother's words, she realized she had overestimated herself. Her heart ached as if it had been pierced by shards of glass.
Yang Meng asked unwillingly, "This house was built brick by brick by my father. He said that no matter whether I have a younger brother or not, this will always be my home."
"Mom, I don't blame you for remarrying, I understand you, but why did you let these two outsiders live in my house and treat me like an outsider?"
"This is clearly my home. Why is it that the Zhang family is exploiting the Yang family, which has no descendants? Mom, have you ever cared about Dad, or the man who once loved and cherished you?"
Yang Meng seemed to want to recount all the grievances she had suffered over the years, each word piercing the heart.
Her mother didn't dare to look up at her.
"You insolent brat, if you keep spouting nonsense, believe me, I'll teach you a lesson!"
As if their words had hit home, Zhang Huaicheng and his son both pointed at Yang Meng and threatened and cursed her.
Yang Meng did not back down at all, looking at the two of them with a firm gaze: "Today, if anyone dares to make things difficult for Yunhui, I will not let them off the hook."
"This is outrageous!"
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Meanwhile, on the other side...
A convoy of luxury cars drove onto a country road.
Although it is a rural area, every household now has access to asphalt and cement roads, so even if there are some low-chassis vehicles in the convoy, they can drive smoothly.
The convoy arrived at the entrance of Shili Village. At the entrance, several men in their late twenties had placed a thick wooden stake across the road and were casually standing guard with cigarettes in their mouths.
"Holy crap, a car logo with little wings? What the hell kind of car is that?"
"Idiot, this is called a Rolls-Royce."
"You're the idiot, I know that."
"Liu Zi, you didn't say your rival was this impressive, driving a Rolls-Royce to pick up the bride. What should we do? Should we stop them?"
The man called Liu Zi is actually named Wang Liu Zi. He is a bachelor in the village and spends his days playing cards and going to the county town to get foot massages. He is 28 years old and doesn't even have a girlfriend.
A while ago, Old Zhang's son said he wanted to introduce his sister to him. The two families had already reached an agreement, but the girl he was going to marry insisted on marrying someone else.
This made Wang Liuzi very unhappy.
Today, Yang Meng's brother asked him to find a few people to stop the wedding car at the village entrance. He said they wouldn't let it pass unless they paid money. Wang Liuzi agreed without thinking.
He can't get married, and no one else wants to take her away easily.
At the very least, we should let him make as much money as possible.
However, Wang Liuzi, who had already rehearsed his lines countless times with his brothers, suddenly lost all confidence when he saw the Rolls-Royce.
"Damn, who cares? Driving a nice car means he's rich, we should stop him even more."
"Six, Six, you should take another look. It's not just one car; the rest are all covered in little winged human logos. Holy crap, sports cars too?"
The young men were just local hooligans and layabouts; they had never seen anything like this before, not even on TV or in videos.
Before Wang Liuzi, who was leading the convoy, could recover from the shock, the convoy stopped in front of him.
The largest Rolls-Royce, which was out of reach for Wang Liuzi but the least conspicuous in the convoy, the G-Class, and two sports cars opened their doors one after another, and four young men got out.
Wang Liuzi only recognized the groom.
"Old Chu, you really predicted it. There really was a dog blocking the way."
Yu happy swaggered forward, hands in his pockets.
Don't let his chubby, harmless appearance fool you; he's actually the hottest-tempered and most prone to fighting among the four brothers. He caused more than half of the conflicts that happened in the dorm back then.
"What do you mean? Who are you calling a dog?"
The people blocking the road were stunned by the sight of so many luxury cars they had never seen before, and only Wang Liuzi dared to speak up.
Yu Xi smiled dismissively and tapped the sign on the side of the road.
"What kind of ugly handwriting is this? It's really ugly."
"Twenty thousand for tolls, one thousand for red envelopes per person, four hundred thousand for bride price..."
"Damn it, why don't you guys add 'This place is mine, this tree is mine, if you want to pass, leave your toll'?"
"A bunch of idiots."