Through the farm gate, the delicate husband turned black

Chapter 71 The Unwilling Song Wu
"Why so much nonsense, we've taken you in for so long, it's time to repay you." Old Mrs. Song said, pulling Song Wu by the hand.

Song Wu struggled and was unwilling to leave. Mrs. Song got angry and almost slapped him in the face. Fortunately, the matchmaker stopped him in time and said, "Don't hit it, it's worthless if it's broken."

"Hmph." Old Mrs. Song snorted coldly, looked at the matchmaker indifferently and said, "I gave it to you today, where is the money?"

"The silver is easy to talk about, move it." The matchmaker generously held the silver and dangled it in front of Song Fulang.

Old Mrs. Song looked at the silver, almost drooling, and Song's expression next to him was also excited. He didn't expect that his second-hand son could sell it for so much money.

"Give it to me." Old Mrs. Song stretched out his hand and said, his eyes fixed on Yinzi.

"Only by signing and depositing can the money be paid." The matchmaker said.

"It's so troublesome." Mrs. Song muttered, with a face full of reluctance.

The matchmaker laughed a lot when she heard this: "I'm following the rules, if you don't want to, forget it."

"No, I am very willing." Song Lao Fulang immediately said with a smile on his face.

The matchmaker looked at him flattering her, and then her face softened, and she took out the paper she had prepared and gave it to Mrs. Song.

"If you press your fingerprints, you can get money." The matchmaker reminded her, her eyes narrowed.

"Father, don't want it." Song Wu said and was about to come over to grab that piece of paper.

But before he took a few steps, he was held down by his second sister.

"Second sister, what are you doing, let me go." Song Wu said indignantly with red eyes.

"Brother, just be honest, it can be regarded as a good place to go." Song Hua said with an evil look.

"A good place, why don't you let your man go." Song Wu asked mockingly.

Song Xiaofulang was immediately blown up by Song Wu's words, and said angrily: "Bitch, I will strangle you to death."

As he said that, he was about to come over and do it, but was stopped by Song Hua, "If you pinch it, you won't be able to buy a good price."

Song Xiaofulang could only be reluctant, and stared at Song Wu viciously to vent his anger.

Soon the handprint was pressed, and the matchmaker dried the handprint, turned to Song Wu and said, "Now you are mine, you'd better be honest, so as not to suffer from flesh and blood."

Song Wu looked at the matchmaker with vicious eyes, bit his mouth and did not speak.

The matchmaker looked horrified at his gaze, clapped her hands and asked Song Wu to be dragged away.

During the whole journey, Song Wu was very quiet, except for the moment when he was making a fuss at home, now he was so quiet that he didn't even shed tears.

The matchmaker looked at him like this, not at all at ease, and looked at him from time to time, seeing that Song Wu didn't do anything special, so she felt a little relieved.

Before they knew it, several people arrived in the town.

Song Wu looked at the place where he had been in the past, tears came out of his eyes, and now he knew that it was a good life with Ling Shi before, why he ran with him, two emotions of regret and annoyance were intertwined.

The matchmaker took a look at Song Wu, found that he was finally crying, and then slowly breathed a sigh of relief and said, "This is how things happen to people, just think about it. In fact, going to Hualou may not be bad, it's better than acting for Song Fulang and the others." A cow is better than a horse."

Song Wu choked with sobs, didn't want to speak, clenched his fists tightly, he would not accept his fate, let alone go to Hualou, and pretended to pass out as soon as he closed his eyes.

The matchmaker woman looked at Song Wu who had fainted suddenly, patted his face hastily, and said viciously, "Get up quickly and don't pretend to be dead."

(End of this chapter)