That day, red flower ribbons covered the entire Bandit Mountain.
The bandit leader is getting married today, and the sound of firecrackers and drums is going to deafen everyone's ears.
Kicking the sedan door and stepping on the tiles, Xiang Xiaoyuan accepted the red silk from Xi Niang, stepped on the red carpet and walked through countless steps, crossed the threshold of the cottage assembly hall, and arrived in front of the main hall.
First worship the heaven and earth, second worship the high hall, husband and wife worship each other...
The bride sat on the edge of the bed, but the red hijab on her head was never removed.
"No, the boss has run away..."
If the bandit leader wants to run away from his marriage in the whole mountain, his mother-in-law must be shockingly ugly.
The bride became the laughing stock of the green forest community overnight, and was nicknamed: Crying Yaksha.
Organizing troops, building walls, hoarding food and grass...
Xiang Xiaoyuan sat on the tiger head chair majestically.
Since you don't want this hilltop, it belongs to my aunt from now on.
Purpose: In the tide of the times, new young people from different backgrounds and classes have made different choices for the sake of their family and country.
