On the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month, Peng Liang and He Ling got married.

Because they held the wedding in a hotel in the county town, all the relatives and friends of the bride and groom went to the hotel for dinner.

He Wenlin's whole family went.

After a series of processes, the meal finally began.

In fact, this is the most anticipated part.

Although this hotel is not high-end, the food is really the taste of home, very delicious and very much to He Wenlin's taste.

Halfway through the meal, the handsome and beautiful newlyweds came to toast.

He Wenlin took out two red envelopes, and He Wenjun, He Wenhua and Lin Fei each took out a red envelope and placed them on the table.

Then he poured a bowl of beer on each red envelope to hold it down. Then He Wenlin said with a smile, "Boss Peng, Boss He, you two are my friends. I will give you two red envelopes for your wedding, but money is not so easy to take. Only after you spend it, it is yours."

He Wenjun also joined in the fun: "Yes, it's yours only after you do it."

"I'm afraid you'll get drunk after drinking these bowls of beer." Peng Liang said with a smile, "Wenhua, you're doing this too. Have you forgotten the result of your sixth day of the first lunar month? By then..."

He Wenhua was very timid. Upon hearing this, he quickly put away the bowl of beer and replaced it with more than half a cup in a disposable cup.

He Wenjun: "Brother, what are you afraid of? At worst, I can help you drink it."

He Wenhua chuckled: "Forget it, forget it, I'll let him go."

Peng Liang looked at He Wenjun again and said with a smile: "Wenjun, you have a girlfriend now. Maybe at this time next year, it will be your wedding. If you play like this today, believe it or not, I will bring white wine. And Lin Fei, you will all get married after me. Believe it or not, I will put a bottle of white wine there at that time?"

"You thought I was scared." He Wenjun said, "Stop talking nonsense. Do you want a red envelope? If you do, do it."

"Yes, if you want a red envelope, just do it."

Peng Liang held up the cup and pointed at them: "Okay, you two remember this, when the time comes, I will definitely bet on a bottle of white wine!"

He Wenjun: "Hey, if you say that, I'll get you a bottle of white wine right now!"

When Peng Liang heard this, he quickly picked up the bowl of beer in front of him and drank it.

The lady at the next table saw them having fun and said jokingly, "You let him drink so much, you won't be able to have your wedding night tonight."

"Hahahaha." The people around also laughed.

Peng Liang can actually drink beer. Everyone knows his alcohol tolerance, otherwise he wouldn't dare to do this.

However, after Peng Liang drank two bowls, his stomach felt full. After all, he had been toasted all the way, and he had already drunk several glasses before drinking these two bowls.

But when it came to the third bowl, his brother-in-law deliberately bumped into him, and he cooperated, pouring out most of the bowl of beer, so in the end he only drank the first two bowls.

The banquet ended at almost two o'clock.

He Wenlin's family of five, as well as brothers He Wenhua and He Wenjun, went together to apply for a Wanwan pass, planning to go to Wanwan after the New Year.

Since they were already there, He Wenlin asked them to apply for their passports and Hong Kong and Macau Passes.

He Wenlin's family of five had already applied for passports and Hong Kong and Macau passes. They planned to visit Hong Kong and Macau, and also wanted to go abroad to Bali.

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The next day was the twenty-ninth day of the twelfth lunar month.

Early in the morning, before He Wenlin got up, she heard quarreling and cursing coming from her uncle's house.

Then came the sound of thunder and clapping.

He Wenlin put on his clothes and ran out to see that He Wenjun and He Wenhua had caught Zhang Xintian and were beating him.

Tang Ping kept wiping away tears.

He Wenlin asked: "What's going on?"

"What else could it be?" Old Mrs. He said angrily, "This little bastard, on New Year's Day, came to his mother to ask for 50,000 yuan to buy a car."

"Fifty thousand?" He Wenlin's eyes widened. "I thought my aunt was printing money."

"If you don't give him money, he will start to curse, saying that Tang Ping only has her current husband in her heart and not him, and that she will no longer recognize her as her mother. Your brother couldn't stand it and said, 'When your mother is printing money,' and he started to curse his mother, your brother's own mother." Old Mrs. He said, "What was wrong with what your brother said? He deserves to be punished and beaten."

Old Mrs. He couldn't stand Zhang Xintian and she didn't want a son like that.

Because Tang Ping and He Dashun were married, and they both had their own children, some of the money was separated between them because they both had to make plans for their children.

The old lady knew that Tang Ping had given money to Zhang Xintian before. Zhang Xintian was already such a grown-up, but he still asked his mother for money. He asked for 50,000 yuan and threatened to deny it if she didn't give him money. How could a human being say such a thing?

There was no way Zhang Xintian could beat the brothers He Wenhua and He Wenjun. He was beaten black and blue, and he hated the whole family.

After the brothers He Wenhua and He Wenjun let him go, they told him to get out and not to come again!

"Why can't I come? This is my mother's house!" Zhang Xintian was still stubborn. He looked at Tang Ping with resentment, "You just watch your two stepchildren beat me? Are you my mother?"

"If you curse at someone's mother, who else should she hit if not you?" Tang Ping wiped her tears. "Fifty thousand yuan, where can I get you fifty thousand yuan? The two brothers bought a car and a house, they earned it with their own ability, and you, you don't work hard, you don't want to run the stall, you just surf the Internet and play cards, even if I have a mountain of gold and silver, it's not enough for you to spend."

"Okay, you don't want to give it to me, right? Fine, from now on I won't have you as a mother! You should keep the money you earn and take it into your coffin!" After saying that, Zhang Xintian left angrily.

When Tang Ping heard her own son say this, her tears fell like beads from a broken string.

"How dare you talk to your mother like that, kid?" The neighbors who were watching the fun couldn't stand it anymore.

"You want five hundred or five thousand. If your mother doesn't have any, she'll make up for it. Fifty thousand yuan, how many families can come up with fifty thousand yuan?"

……

"It's none of your business!" Zhang Xintian would scold everyone he met, "You are just meddling in other people's business!"

……

Zhang Xintian returned home angrily, and the door slammed loudly.

When his sister saw him like this, she couldn't help but ask, "What are you doing?"

"Shut up!" Zhang Xintian said unhappily, "Do you have money? Lend me five hundred?"

"I have no money."

"You are a master now, and your salary is over a thousand. How could you be without money? Lend me five hundred!"

"You borrow money from me every month. How can I borrow so much money? Can't you find a class on your own? I don't have any money!"

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