"It must be in trouble."

Lin Fan also looked over: "After everyone is astigmatizing, let's go again, there are many people now."

"Okay!" Wu Chuan nodded.

Meanwhile, Passat is in the back seat.

"Hmph, Yan Cheng is just a scumbag. He has one million in his hand. What's wrong with giving 800,000 yuan as a bride price? He is so stingy, how can he live after getting married!" Chen Meng snorted coldly:

"I asked him whether his parents are important or not, but he actually said I was unreasonable! A scumbag!"

"Fortunately, Mengmeng, you stopped your horse in time and turned around and went home." The bridesmaid next to her smiled:

"The most important thing is that you have not obtained a certificate, otherwise your life will be ruined by Yan Cheng, a poor loser!"

This bridesmaid is Chen Meng's best friend, and the two have a deep relationship.

"That's right, thanks for my foresight!" Chen Meng nodded.

"By the way, Mengmeng, if you don't get off the car, it's equivalent to not marrying Yan Cheng. Will you go back to the previous 168,000-yuan brides gift?" asked the bridesmaid again.

"Go back? That's all!"

Chen Meng rolled her eyes: "Although I, Chen Meng, is not as beautiful as a celebrity, it is not bad either. I have been with Yan Cheng's poor loser for three years, and then 168,000 yuan will be regarded as a breakup fee!"

"And 168,000 is far from enough! After all, my great youth is wasted on him!"

At the end, Chen Meng sneered, with a plan in her heart, and gradually emerged.

...

In Yanjia Village, the villagers who were watching the fun have almost dispersed.

There are two people sitting on a dirt house hall with two wooden chairs.

A man and a woman are all around fifty years old.

However, because of their long-term farm work, both of them have dark faces, wrinkles on their faces, and calluses on their hands. They look like they are in their sixties.

These two are Yan Cheng’s parents, Yan Dashan and Zhang Guiru.

"Xiaocheng, where is Xiaomeng? Why didn't you come to your house?"

Seeing Yan Cheng walking back alone, there were still tears in the corner of his eyes. Zhang Guiru asked quickly, "She is still waiting to see her daughter-in-law!"

"Mengmeng said she couldn't come because the bride price was not enough." Yan Cheng looked depressed.

"Not enough? What's going on? Our old ox has been sold, and with the savings of our whole life, we finally managed to get enough 168,000 yuan. We all said we could marry. At the critical moment, why is the bride price not enough?"

Yan Dashan asked in a hurry with a pipe in his hand.

"Just just now, Mengmeng said that she would marry her if she added 800,000!" Yan Chengdao.

"Eight hundred thousand..."

Yan Dashan opened his mouth and his eyes widened. 800,000 was an astronomical figure for his farmer who faced the loess and his back to the sky all his life.

You should know that the family’s farming area has a net income of less than 10,000 yuan a year.

He didn't dare to think about it at 800,000.

"Eight hundred thousand!"

Zhang Guiru was also stunned: "Hasn't it been agreed that 168,000 yuan has been negotiated? Why do you need another 800,000 yuan?"

"Oh, maybe he likes the one million my brother calls me!"

Yan Chengchang sighed with a look of despair: "I have given her 168,000 yuan before, and 800,000 yuan, which is more than 900,000 yuan, which is almost one million! Can our peasant family give out the one million bride money?"

"Xiaocheng, Mengmeng wants 800,000 yuan, just give it to her! Marriage is a big deal!" Yan Dashan said anxiously.

"How can that be! My brother called me that one million to you, and I can't use the pension money for you two elders!"

Yan Zhencai said: "I will be a bachelor for the rest of my life. That one million cannot be used as a bride price for Mengmeng!"

"You two elders have worked hard for me all their lives and finally raised more than 100,000 yuan as bride price. I can't even use your pension money... In that case, what's the difference between me and beast?"

As he spoke, tears fell in Yan Cheng's eyes.

"Super you? We are all buried halfway through the soil, so what else do we need to do? We are parents just to see you get married and have children. This is a big deal..."

Yan Dashan smoked his cigarette puddle and said bitterly that he had a dim eyes and blamed himself. If he could make money, how could he let his son suffer such suffering? It was embarrassing in front of the whole village?

But he is a farmer who doesn’t know the word “说”, so where can he make money?

Zhang Guiru, who was standing beside her, kept wiping her tears: "I guess from today on, our family will be laughed at to death in the village... Alas!"

Da da da da da!

Suddenly, footsteps came from outside.

Yan Cheng looked over and there were five people standing outside.

The leader is a boy with a slightly thin figure, giving people the feeling of a weak scholar. He has a faint and unique temperament all over his body.

Beside him, there was a young man with a buzz cut, and behind him were three big men in suits.

The three big men had a cold air all over their bodies. After entering the house, they stood on both sides and remained motionless. A glance made Yan Cheng tremble all over. He instantly realized that these people were not simple.

"What are you?"

Yan Cheng asked curiously, looking at the boy.

The boy stood in front, and the others all looked like he was led by him.

"I'll introduce myself, Lin Fan, Yan Bei's friend."

Lin Fan smiled slightly.

"My brother's friend?" Yan Cheng's eyes lit up.

"Where is Xiaobei? Why didn't he come?"

"How is Xiaobei doing now?"

Yan Dashan and Zhang Guiru both asked one after another, with a worried look on their faces.

"Xiao Bei..."

Lin Fan hesitated for a moment and decided to tell Xiaobei's affairs to his family. After all, this matter cannot be hidden.

Lin Fan was about to speak.

Rumble...

Suddenly, there was a sound of the engine outside.

I saw seven or eight ghost fire motorcycles driving over and stopping in a neat row. There were two or three people sitting in each car, and at first glance, there were more than twenty.

Each of them has colorful hair, looking like a gangster, and several of them are blatantly holding machetes and iron sticks in their hands.

The leader was also a young man with red hair, a gold necklace hanging on his neck, and a watermelon knife in his hand. After getting off the car, he shouted:

"Where is Yan Cheng? Get out of here!"

Seeing these people, Yan Cheng's parents changed their faces in fear. Yan Cheng's whole body trembled, and he walked to the red-haired young man with a tough forehead and smiled and said:

"Brother Xiao!"

This red-haired young man, named Chen Xiao, is a village tyrant from several nearby villages and is also Chen Meng's brother.

"Haha, please get close to me!"

Chen Xiao sneered, and the watermelon knife was placed directly on Yan Cheng's neck:

"I'll do it for one purpose, and ask for money."

"I want money? Brother Xiao, what's the money?"

Yan Cheng's face turned pale and he didn't dare to move.

"What money? My sister has been with you for so many years. She has wasted so long on you. It's always a breakup fee!" Chen Xiao said with a blank expression:

"In addition, today, you and my sister are not married, and this matter has already been known to several nearby villages. My sister is embarrassed, how can she get married in the future?"
Chapter completed!