After marrying the fierce god, her handsome young husband was pampered to the extreme.

There were four wild boars in total, and more than a dozen men worked together to finally butcher them before the new husband entered the house.

After the village chief distributed the wild boar meat equally among each household, the auspicious time was approaching.

The villagers sat in the courtyard, cracking sunflower seeds, chatting and laughing, creating a lively atmosphere.

The banquet only begins after the newlyweds are welcomed into the house and the ceremony is over.

The original plan of eight bowls was changed to nine bowls at the last minute, with a large pot of braised wild boar meat placed in the center.

It uses pork belly with a good balance of fat and lean meat, coated in a bright red sauce, which is rich but not greasy, and has a fragrant, tender and oily texture.

While everyone was enjoying their meal, they also began to wonder about Hai Shier's identity.

During the meal, someone asked, "Shuisheng, what does your relative do? He's so skilled; I don't think anyone at the martial arts school in town can beat him."

Yin Cheng casually made up a story: "Thugs hired from the city."

The man became even more curious upon hearing this, "What does your family do? How come you can hire such powerful thugs?"

Lin Nian also made up a story, "Our ancestors were blessed with good fortune, and our family has a few acres of fruit trees, so we are quite well-off."

If I hadn't remembered, I would have been completely fooled by my wife's serious demeanor.

As dusk fell, some elderly people and children who couldn't stay up any longer went home one after another, and the courtyard became much emptier.

Just as Douzi Village was filled with joy, a group of people sneaked in silently under the cover of night.

The leader was a fierce-looking man with a face full of scars, but he was short and looked rather comical.

"Boss, it's just ahead." The man who spoke had a fawning expression, but his face still had many bruises that hadn't faded, and he walked with a limp, making it impossible to tell whether they were new injuries or old ailments.

This man was none other than Ma Erquezi (the Cripple).

"You're saying that young man is prettier than the magistrate's concubine?" the bandit leader said. "If you dare to lie to me, I'll twist your ass off and use it as a ball."

Ma Er, the lame man, remained silent, but thought to himself: Everyone else twists their head, but he twists his butt. He must be too short to reach other people's butts.

Ma Er the Cripple owed Longhu Village twenty taels of silver. Unable to repay, he decided to sell his husband.

However, the red birthmark on the ugly husband's face was really unsightly. Although the leader of Longhu Village said that he was ugly, he loved beautiful women very much, so he naturally looked down on Ma Er Quezi's ugly husband.

Just as the bandit leader was about to chop off one of Ma Er the Cripple's hands, Ma Er the Cripple had a sudden inspiration and said that a stunningly beautiful woman had come to the village and would definitely catch the bandit leader's eye.

As the chief was hesitating, Ma Er the Cripple said that he could lead the way. He knew which families in the village were wealthy and would make the trip to Longhu Village worthwhile.

The leader was immediately persuaded, and the group came from the neighboring county along the mountain path.

From afar, they could see the lights on at the village chief's house. Ma Er, the cripple, said, "Boss, that's the village chief's house. They're rich. Look, they're having a wedding. I heard the new husband is having fun..."

The group of bandits laughed in unison.

Only the ugly husband sneered inwardly. That night, he had personally witnessed how Shui Sheng beat Ma Er Quezi.

She only asked that the man not be beaten to death, or better yet, crippled, so that he wouldn't have to be sold by his father's family again and could escape his misery.

Ugly Husband was lost in thought when he was suddenly shoved by Ma Er the Cripple. "What are you standing there for? Hurry up and clear the way for the chief."

The so-called "clearing the way" simply meant going in to see how many people were in the courtyard and which of them were young adults.

Simply put, it's about seeing who you can mess with and who you can't.

Ugly husband left obsequiously, greatly satisfying Ma Erquezi's vanity.

A short while later, the ugly husband returned.

He said, "There are nineteen able-bodied young men in the courtyard, as well as some elderly people and young husbands."

The leader hurriedly asked, "Is that beauty here?"

Ugly Husband said, "He's here." He paused, "He's not from our village. I heard he's leaving after the feast tonight."

"It's better to be lucky than early. Brothers, grab your weapons! The food, money, and husbands are all ours!"

The henchmen's morale soared, and they shouted, "Kill!"

In the village chief's courtyard, Lin Nian looked at the man expectantly, "And then?"

Yin Cheng, expressionless, repeated the chief's words, "Brothers, grab your weapons! The grain, money, and husbands are all ours."

The village chief slammed his fist on the table. "You scoundrel Ma Er! It's not enough that you scheme against your neighbors all the time; you've even brought bandits to plunder the village. You're utterly despicable!"

Someone couldn't sit still any longer. "My husband just took our son back home. Could he be in any danger? No, no, I have to go back and check on him."

Hearing him say that, several people wanted to hurry home.

The village chief shouted, "Stop right there!"

The group hesitated, "But..."

"These bandits are vicious and ruthless. If we split up, how will we fight them? If a bunch of them attack you alone, how will you protect your husband and children? Listen to me, grab your weapons now and strike first."

Yin Cheng thought to himself, "This village chief is quite passionate."

"The village chief is right. Rather than letting these beasts rob us, we should beat them up first."

"That's right, we have plenty of men too, and they're just as strong as them. If we beat them into submission, they definitely won't dare to come back again."

Amidst the public's outrage, Yin Mo was pondering a question.

He was puzzled: "Why not report it to the authorities? If the government sends people to suppress the bandits, the problem will be solved once and for all."

"This young man isn't from our Red Maple County, is he?" an old man said.

Yin Mo nodded. "What's the problem?"

The old man said, "The soldiers of our Red Maple County are not easy to invite."

Yin Mo frowned. "What makes you say that, sir?"

"You don't know this..."

Before the old man could finish speaking, he called to the young man beside him to interrupt, "Fifth Uncle, let's talk later. Let's go and beat up those bandits first."

At this moment, a discordant voice arose from the crowd: "They wield swords and clubs every day, and you're just a farmer with a hoe. So what if you have brute strength? Do you think you can win just by being strong?"

"What the scholar said makes sense," another old man said. "We still need to think this over carefully."

"What are you still planning? If we wait any longer, they'll have already broken in."

"Since they've come looking for me, why not use me as bait to trap them?" Lin Nian suddenly spoke, drawing everyone's attention.

But Yin Cheng retorted, "They're here to see a beauty, what business is it of yours?"

Lin Nian retorted, "Am I not pretty?"

Yin Cheng lied to himself and said, "It doesn't look good."

Lin Nian: "..."

Lin Nian retorted angrily, "Am I not pretty?"

Stubborn to the end, Yin Cheng continued to lie and say, "It doesn't look good."

"Oh, really? Then it's really a shame you had to marry an ugly duckling like me," Lin Nian said coolly.