CHAPTER 87: MEN SHOULD NEVER HIT THEIR WIVES

On the morning of the next day, Hilla was woken up by a series of noises.

It was unknown who was so hateful as to make so many noises in the early morning.

This village had a tradition. Young people would visit their friends and relatives on Christmas morning.

Halle and Hilla did not know many people here. Therefore, they could stay at home and have a good rest.

Hilla stretched as she walked out of the house. At a glance, she saw Bruce busy in the courtyard.

He didn’t wear a coat and looked so handsome in the white sweater under the sunlight. The two fluffy dogs were playing and running around him. What a beautiful scene! Hilla couldn’t get her eyes off them.

Halle came out with some snacks. She reminded Hilla, "Hurry up and change your clothes. I’m afraid someone will come over soon."

Lilian told Halle their tradition before. They might have some visitors this morning.

This would not be a very formal visit. People would just come by and have a little chat.

Halle was also not very familiar with this village. She didn’t know who would come too.

Hilla was stunned. She looked at Halle and said, "Who will come?"

"I don’t know about others, but Roger should be coming!"

Halle smiled and subconsciously looked at the man working in the yard.

Sure enough, when Bruce heard this, he stopped what he was doing. He frowned and said in a low voice, "Don’t you come to build the kennel with me? Aren’t Cookie and Candy pitiful enough to be homeless?"

Hilla had thought that what she needed to prepare for the guests, but when she heard Bruce mention the kennel, she forgot the visitors and quickly said, "Let me change the clothes. I’ll come over to help you!"

Halle looked at them with a faint smile. Then, she went to do her own things.

From time to time, she could hear that Hilla and Bruce were discussing and arguing over the issue of the kennel building.

When the kennel was finally built, Hilla took out the drawing board and re-painted her beloved painting.

Bruce took a look and said, "They are two dogs. Why do you only draw one rabbit? Which dog can have this rabbit now?"

Hilla was stunned. She looked at the little white rabbit squatting and murmured, "If I

draw two, wouldn’t it be like the two rabbits were dating? It But Cookie and Candy are both males! This isn’t a kennel for a dog couple."

Moreover, when she had picked up these two, they were in the same brood. They were brothers.

Bruce took the drawing board and brush from Hilla’s hand. He squatted down and drew another rabbit next to this one.

The two rabbits were leaning against each other. One of them was wearing a red hat, which was the same as the one last night.

This was a male and a female, two dating rabbits.

Hilla exclaimed, "Why do you draw a red hat on it again? It’s so ugly!"

Bruce rolled his eyes and said seriously, "It’s easy to distinguish their genders!"

It was only a picture and they were two rabbits. Why did he have to divide them into male and female?

"This is so ugly. The two dogs are siblings and the picture should show the brotherhood. Hurry up and change it."

Hilla was so angry that she wanted to grab the brush in Bruce’s hand but Bruce was taller than her. With a wave, the brush and paint board were thrown aside.

Halle came out of the room and looked at the group of people coming in. "Stop messing around. Roger and his friends are here."

Hilla turned around and saw Roger and seven or eight young men around his age standing together behind him. Their eyes lit up when Hilla turned around.

The Holt girls were both very beautiful, especially Hilla. They had never seen such a beauty.

Someone secretly said, "She is more beautiful than the most beautiful girl in our school."

"She is the most beautiful girl in our village. No, she is the most beautiful girl in our town."

These young men were stunned. Roger regained his senses first and greeted them, "You must be Halle’s husband. Merry Christmas, sir! Merry Christmas, Hilla."

He was a little timid when he greeted Bruce, but when his gaze fell on Hilla, he got excited and revealed a shy smile.

The youths were still puzzled about the identity of the man in the courtyard. The oppression and aura brought about by this man made everyone a little nervous.

However, after hearing Roger’s words, they breathed a sigh of relief and greeted loudly to Bruce, "Merry Christmas!"

Not to mention Hilla, even Bruce himself was shocked. He noticed these guys all misunderstood him as Halle’s husband and get a little miffed about it.

He and Hilla looked exactly like a married couple, so how could they misunderstand?

Hilla saw Bruce’s dark face, so she quickly stood up and spoke, "You misunderstood. He is not..."

"Hilla, why don’t you invite your friends in?"

Hilla wanted to explain, but was interrupted by Bruce. Her face was filled with confusion as she looked at Bruce.

Halle called all the boys into the house and said, "Hilla, bring me some tea."

After Halle finished speaking, she glanced at Bruce, shook her head, and entered the room.

The boys all entered the room one by one but their eyes still lingered on Hilla.

Someone joked, "Good for you, Roger. You really have Hilla’s number. She is even more beautiful than the photos."

"I thought you were lying. I didn’t expect to see such beauty in our village. I regret having a girlfriend in school. Why am I not single?"

"She is so beautiful. I guess the campus belle of River University couldn’t be prettier!"

In the courtyard, Hilla looked at Bruce strangely. She could not help but ask, "Why don’t you let me make it clear to them that you are not my brother-in-law?"

Now, everyone felt that Bruce and her sister were a couple. She felt a little uncomfortable about this.

Bruce turned to Hilla. The smile at the corner of his mouth was somewhat cold. He lowered his head and whispered in Hilla’s ear, "If I explain it, how can I know how many people are there who want to be your husband!"

Did he try to spy on his rival in love?

Looking at Bruce, Hilla suddenly shivered in fear. She lowered her head and whispered, "Bruce, you look so sinister now!"

...

In the room, this group of young men smiled foolishly when they saw Hilla come in with tea.

Hilla poured some tea for them and brought over the cups one by one. She smiled and said, "Thank you, guys. This is our first Christmas here. I feel so warm that you come. I’m so glad to be a part of this village."

Hilla looked particularly enchanting when she smiled.

An outgoing young man immediately said, "If there’s anything you need me for, just say it. I’ll come over immediately.

"By the way, Hilla, we have a group. Do you want to enter? If there is anything in the future, just tell us in the group."

There were too many of them this time. If they all friended Hilla’s on the Line app, it would be a lot of work. Therefore, add Hilla to their group was a perfect choice.

The young men looked at Hilla with high spirits, and Hilla took out her phone in embarrassment under their gazes.

She was just being polite, but these boys got overly friendly. She got a little nervous under their gazes.

"Is there anyone who can help clean up the yard?"

Before Hilla could take out her phone, Bruce had already appeared behind her and talked in a low voice.

Hilla couldn’t help but shrink back when the man’s breath fell on the back of her neck, her heart skipped a beat.

It was such a good opportunity to behave properly in front of the Holts. The boys were enthusiastic. They had not even taken a sip of tea before they all ran out to clean up the yard.

In less than half an hour, these young men had refreshed the courtyard.

"Our Hilla is beautiful. No matter where she is, we will worry about her. Halle also hopes that someone can protect her in the future. Fortunately, Hilla has been practicing martial arts since she was a child. Ordinary people can’t beat her."

Bruce stood in the courtyard, like a general who could command battles at any time.

Wherever he pointed, these young men would dash there.

Hilla felt embarrassed standing at the side. She didn’t fight for a long time. She looked at Bruce and whispered, "What nonsense are you talking about? I won’t hit anyone."

Bruce nodded. He looked at the boys in front of him and said loudly, "Hilla said that she will only make friends with the one who can beat her."

Bruce was talking about friends, but those young men took it as they could be her

boyfriend as long as they could win her!

These young men were stunned, and someone said, "Bruce, are you kidding? Hilla looks so fragile. How can we fight with her? And I never hit women."

Bruce put on a fake smile and said, "It doesn’t matter. You can’t win her."

No matter what, they were still men. Moreover, they were young and full of vigor.

When Bruce had provoked them in front of the girl they liked, of course, they had ...

taken the bait!

"Hilla, have you really learned martial arts? Why don’t we compete?"

Hilla waved her hand. "It’s not good to get hurt at Christmas."

Halle stepped forward and smiled gently. "It’s rare that there are so many boys of the same age as you at home. It should be easier for you to communicate with each other. Since you were young, you liked doing boys’ stuff. There are two cushions in that room. You can take them out. Don’t worry, boys. Hilla treats you as friends. She will not hurt you."

Those young men were even more eager to fight when they heard Halle’s words.

Their gaze was unwavering and intense.

"I don’t think that’s right. Hilla is a girl."

Roger muttered. Hilla didn’t care at first, but after being provoked by them, she itched to have a go. She rolled up her sleeves and smiled.

"It doesn’t matter. We don’t discriminate between men and women in our club. We’ll stop on time."

Although this was a peaceful village where didn’t have many conflicts, some young men also had roughhoused with each other. Of course, they didn’t believe they would lose to Hilla. They were confident that they could win Hilla and be her boyfriend.

However, the boys were still very polite and pushed the gentle Roger out first. "I, I ... I won’t hurt you."

Roger looked at Hilla and said embarrassedly. Bruce, who was at the side, frowned and muttered in disdain, "Useless."

"He could get beat up by a girl. Where did he get the courage to steal my woman?" Bruce thought.

Hilla smiled. She said lightly, "Are you ready?"

The moment Roger nodded, Hilla took two or three steps forward to grab Roger’s arm. Then she turned around and gave him an overarm throw. Before Roger could react to where he was, he dizzily fell on the soft cushion on the ground.

The aggressive young men were stunned. Even if they did not know martial arts, they knew that was a perfect over-shoulder throw!

Her posture was standard and her strength was moderate. Roger did not get hurt, but he was a little silly from falling.

Then came several more. As expected, they were all defeated by Hilla in one or two moves. Those who had brute force could still fight back with one move. However, Hilla would soon knock them down easily.

The last two martial arts practitioners were much better, but they still got beat up by Hilla.

All these young men stood in the courtyard, tugging at their torn clothes. Their young and handsome faces were full of hesitation.

What should they do? Even if they could marry her, they could get beaten by her two or three times a day.

The villagers valued their reputation and pride very much, especially the men in the village. If they were beaten by their wives every day, how shameful would that be!

They thought for a while and all felt that they couldn’t marry this beauty! "I, I still have something to do at home. I’m leaving first!" "My dad also called me. I’m leaving too."

Some people started, and all of them ran away in a flash. Only Roger stayed until the end. He looked at Hilla and hesitated, "I, I heard that you are also studying in River City. I am starting school after the Christmas break. Do you want to go back to school together?"

Hilla shook her head and said with a smile, "No need. I should go back early."

Roger nodded. He pursed his lips and left with a red face. Only Bruce and Hilla were left in the courtyard. Hilla glanced coldly at the man beside her. She suddenly smiled and said, "You let them all fight with me one by one. Now it’s your turn!"

She knew what Bruce was doing. He made these young men think she was a dragon.

So they didn’t dare to like her anymore.

Although she knew what Bruce was planning, she still cooperated.

Bruce turned to the side and awkwardly coughed, "According to the Andersons’s rules, men can never hit their wives!"