The Devil King of fast wear was a little sweet ( Machine Translation )

5,000 yuan. Su Eryuan only dropped 2,000 yuan in the end. He bought the bricks and cement himself. He and Wang Guiying fumbled around and built a large tile-roofed House.

The tile-roofed House was spacious and beautiful. There were not many people in the village who could live in it now.

The women complained. If they had known earlier, they would not have changed their daughter's marriage. They would have taken care of it with a little more money.

Xia Ling saw that these women were rolling their eyes upwards and their eyelids were shallow. She really did not want to talk to them. She pretended not to hear anyone talking to her.

*

In the Han family, Su Eryuan still pressed his fingerprint in the end for the money.

However, the process was a little tortuous.

Su Eryuan wanted the money and wanted to protect his face, but he was severely reprimanded by Xia Ling. In the end, he pressed his fingerprint and took the money, but he still left with a dark face.

That night, Xia Ling had dinner at the Han family.

Han Yumin finally experienced it. Looking at the quiet and gentle girl, he was really fierce when he threw a Tantrum.

There were so many uncles and old men. In front of so many people, she said that she would not give her father any face at all.

If Yumin had such a daughter, he would probably be so angry that he would vomit blood.

In the Han family, Xia Ling did not deliberately restrain her temper.

Han Jin knew what kind of temper she had.

Usually, she would listen to him in everything, but he had always been obedient to her. If she was not willing, he would think of a way to get her to agree.

From the moment they got along, they had never quarreled. Han Jin had a high Eq.

"brother, your girlfriend is a little fierce, " Han Yumin said to Han Jin secretly.

"Yes, I'm used to it. " Han Jin sat with Xia Ling and Han Yumin. Around this table were the Han family's uncles, Secretary Han, and mother Han.

The crowd was originally lively, so Han Jin might as well say something like this.

Men couldn't stand women stepping on their heads. Other than being intimate with them on the Kang and saying a few words, they were usually asked to walk with women and talk to their own women in the village. It was embarrassing to be seen by others.

Now, in front of so many people, Han Jin had lost his face and brought a woman up to step on him.

Had He gone mad?

The atmosphere at the dining table sank strangely.

The uncles looked at each other. If this was their son, he would have slapped them in the face.

However, today's occasion was not right. Han Jin was not their son who could be hit and scolded at will.

"Eat! " Secretary Han already knew his son's character. He picked up his chopsticks and waved without changing his expression.

Xia Ling sat next to Han Jin. She looked at Han Jin and smiled at him.

Xia Ling knew in her heart that what she had done just now had disgraced Su Eryuan and embarrassed herself.

Han Jin gave her face in front of these people because he did not want the uncles in his family to look down on her.

"Let's eat, let's eat. "

The parents didn't say anything, so the others naturally didn't want to interfere. At most, they would gossip behind her back.

*

Xia Ling broke off her relationship with Su Eryuan, so sleeping at night became a problem.

She couldn't go back to the SU family, and she couldn't stay at the Han family either. Otherwise, rumors would spread everywhere the next day.

In the end, mother Han arranged for Xia Ling to stay at her sister's house.

*

"Don't be so extreme. I'm here. " Han Jin sent Xia Ling off and talked to Xia Ling in a corner.

He looked at her, his calm eyes seemed to be able to see through everything in her heart.

Xia Ling looked gentle, but deep down, she was a little extreme.

Liking was liking, and not liking was hard to change.

When she left the Su family village, she could have left quietly and secretly, but she had quarreled with Su Eryuan, causing her to jump into the river and escape.