Pfft!

I didn't think that Lao Zhao's head directly knelt down to Xiaowen.

"Xiaowen, it's no use for Dad, I can't protect you, Dad is sorry for you."

"Dad give you a kowtow."

Wow!

Sister Xiaowen couldn't control her emotions any longer and burst into tears.

She turned around and ran up, hugging Lao Zhao's head: "Dad, it's not your fault...it's her daughter's choice."

"Dad, today is my big day, we won't cry..."

Mother Zhao also came up, hugged Xiaowen and cried, "My poor girl..."

A family of three, hugging and crying.

Ye Wudao also came out when he heard the cry.

The scene in front of him made him feel confused.

Xiaowen quickly wiped away her tears, looked at the photo in Ye Wudao's hand, and forced a smile: "Last year, there was a fire in our house, and this photo was almost burned."

"At the critical moment, it was my father who broke in and rescued the photo."

"But a big hole was burned in the photo, and my father's disabled leg was also burned."

Ye Wudao hurriedly walked up and opened Lao Zhao's trousers.

Old Zhaotou's legs were full of burn scars.

In many places, it even collapsed and oozes pus.

Ye Wudao took a deep breath and adjusted his mood: "Sister Xiaowen, go and boil a pot of hot water, and I will clean our dad's wound."

"Yeah." Sister Xiaowen nodded and went out to boil water.

Ye Wudao took out his mobile phone and called Butler Ye: "Get the best doctor in the city to treat my godfather."

There are no medicinal materials here, and Ye Wudao can't help him no matter how hard he is, so he can only ask a doctor.

"Make arrangements immediately." Butler Ye said hurriedly.

Old Zhao Tou smiled bitterly.

This kid, is he really sick in his head? Why is his speech so unreliable?

The best doctor in the city can't even make an appointment. How could he go to this small mountain village to treat you?

At noon, Mother Zhao endured her grief and cooked a few good dishes.

Old Zhaotou was not in the mood to eat, he just kept drinking.

And Ye Wudao devoured it.

Still a familiar taste.

Any feast for the elderly in the world is not as good as one thousandth of the taste of this meal.

Xiaowen and Zhao's mother looked at Ye Wudao's starving ghost, and felt distressed for a while.

This kid, can't he get enough to eat outside?

Just then, there was a commotion outside the door.

Zhao Hu shouted, "Xiaowen, I'm here to give you a betrothal gift."

The expression of the family instantly darkened.

Zhao Wen and Zhao Hu walked into the courtyard surrounded by a group of people.

They put six red envelopes out one by one at the door.

Some villagers roared and said, "Zhao Hu, what kind of betrothal gift is in your bag?"

Zhao Hu said arrogantly: "I won't talk about famous tobacco and wine. Each bag contains 11,000 yuan, which means wholeheartedness."

"A total of 66,000 yuan, which represents a yo-yo life in the future!"

Whoa!

The villagers are boiling.

"60,000 yuan, you are so kind to Xiaowen."

"I knew that you had received so many betrothal gifts, and I promised my daughter to marry you back then."

"Xiaowen, Zhao Hu takes so much money, he really loves you, you must cherish it."

Ye Wudao was shocked.

Sixty-six thousand, to shock the villagers like this?

The poverty level of this village is beyond his imagination.

Zhao Hu said: "Xiaowen, you can accept the dowry."

Xiaowen nodded in despair: "Okay."

Saying that, she was going to bring the dowry into the house.

According to the rules, as soon as the dowry entered the house, Xiaowen was Zhao Hu's person.

At this time, Ye Wudao suddenly stopped Xiaowen: "Sister Xiaowen, don't worry."

Zhao Hu scolded: "Sanwa, what do you want to do? Don't fool around at this time, it's unlucky."

"You don't want your sister Xiaowen to have bad luck in the future."

Ye Wudao ignored Zhao Hu, just smiled at Xiaowen: "Sister Xiaowen, listen." JrNovels.com