Jiang Ruyu smiled but then felt it wasn't right: "That's our dad, what are you saying? What old man?"

Zheng Yang lay on the bed, feeling somewhat sad. His wife liked money more than him. On their wedding night, instead of doing anything intimate with him, she just counted money. Sigh, he was truly pitiful.

Jiang Ruyu glanced at him and then ignored him, continuing her antics.

“Look, this passbook contains the dowry your family gave me, but my grandma didn’t take it and brought it all back to me. This is my parents’ savings and pension, etc. My grandma gave one share, and my three siblings and I split it equally.”

Zheng Yang sat up: "Grandma is too strict. I really don't need you to bring any dowry. In the end, your dowry is more than the bride price. How can I feel so ashamed?"

Actually, his aunt had discussed this issue with him before, worried that if his family gave too much betrothal gift, Ruyu might keep it all for her two younger brothers' weddings. He didn't care how Ruyu handled the betrothal gift, since it was all for her anyway.

I never expected that not only would they bring it back, but the dowry would also be higher than the bride price! This is truly...

“I know that people in the compound and neighbors in the alley are talking about whether my family will leave the dowry you gave to Jiang Hui and Jiang Lin. I’m afraid our dad and your relatives have also thought about it. I’m just telling you that my grandma and my parents treat me and Jiang Lin and Jiang Hui the same.”

Zheng Yang hugged his wife and said, "It's because we people are too narrow-minded. Luckily, I'm hardworking enough to earn money and give you a good life."

Jiang Ruyu earned a lot of money from her wedding, but she didn't tell Zheng Yang about her secret stash of money. She really didn't know how to explain it to the system. She had earned nearly two thousand yuan over the years by signing in. She knew that the policies would change in the future, so she had been saving money so that she would have the capital if she wanted to do something in the future.

Now that they have Zheng Yang's salary and savings, they can earn money for a few more years, which will amount to a considerable sum. With that money, she can do many more things.

"Wife," Zheng Yang said plaintively, holding Jiang Ruyu close, "Can we go to sleep now?"

Jiang Ruyu gathered the things together and laughed out loud at his expression: "Look at you, so pathetic."

Zheng Yang pulled Jiang Ruyu over and lay on her shoulder like a big dog: "I'm so useless. I'm so anxious, and you're so unhurried."

Jiang Ruyu blushed instantly: "Oh dear, you're going to die, what are you saying?"

Zheng Yang felt his wife's heart pounding. He brought his head close to her ear and neck, and his delicate kisses, accompanied by blushing and heart-pounding breaths, began their wedding night.

"Turn, turn off the lights," came Jiang Ruyu's voice, barely audible.

Zheng Yang fumbled for the light switch and turned it off, then pulled up the folded blanket and covered the two of them with it.

Before long, pieces of clothing were thrown out of the bed, accompanied by Jiang Ruyu's embarrassed and annoyed voice: "Be careful, this is real silk, it's expensive, it's a wedding gift from someone."

Zheng Yang is willing to do anything as long as he can eat meat.

Soon, the quiet room was filled with some ambiguous sounds. With Zheng Yang's sigh and Jiang Ruyu's cry of pain, the well-made solid wood bed stood firmly, but the bright red wedding quilt embroidered with peonies was moved by the two people's movements, creating layers of waves.

What a magnificent spectacle of lovemaking!

A man who has just tasted the sweetness of meat is like a hungry wolf. Zheng Yang was a ravenous wolf who never knew when he was full. He kept Jiang Ruyu entertained with his coquettishness and whining until the wee hours of the morning.

The next morning, Jiang Ruyu was awakened by the sound of voices in the yard. She turned over in a daze and immediately felt a soreness. Her waist and thighs ached as if she had run 800 meters the night before.

Zheng Yang had already gotten up. He knew he had made quite a scene last night and was afraid his wife would hold a grudge if she got up. So, after waking up, he went to the kitchen to make a nourishing soup. He had asked Grandma Jiang before making the soup.

When her grandson-in-law came to ask her how to make the nourishing soup early in the morning, Grandma Jiang was stunned. She couldn't help but wonder, "Could it be that this young man isn't good enough?"

Zheng Yang also realized that there was something wrong with what he said. In order to avoid the old lady thinking that he was the one who was crazy, he quickly said that he wanted to make soup for Ruyu to nourish her. With a complicated expression, Grandma Jiang told him how to make the soup and even took the scallops that Ruyu had prepared from her cupboard to him.

Under the strange looks from his father and sister, Zheng Yang stewed a pot of black chicken, scallop, and shrimp soup for Jiang Ruyu early in the morning. Except for the scallops and shrimp, he bought all the ingredients from the supply and marketing cooperative early in the morning.

Jiang Ruyu grimaced as she got out of bed. She didn't feel any stickiness on her body, which must have been because Zheng Yang had washed her. She cursed Zheng Yang in her heart and put on her clothes despite the soreness.

Zheng Yang pushed open the door and came in to see his wife frowning as she got dressed. He quickly ran over and said, "Let me do it, let me do it."

Jiang Ruyu snorted: "Stay away from me."

Zheng Yang, as if he hadn't heard anything, cheerfully helped his wife put on a sweater, coat, pants, socks, and cotton boots.

"Wait a minute, I'll bring my basin in. You can brush your teeth and wash your face inside; it's too cold outside."

Jiang Ruyu watched Zheng Yang run back and forth. In all her life, this was the first time she had ever been practically waited on hand and foot, having her teeth brushed and her face washed.

After she finished applying face cream, Zheng Yang brought over a clay pot: "I'll go get the bowls and chopsticks."

Then Jiang Ruyu drank two bowls of chicken soup, ate a chicken leg, and half a bowl of shrimp early in the morning.

"You did this?"

Zheng Yang nodded smugly: "Yes, how is it? Is it delicious?"

"Not bad." Jiang Ruyu only remembered after she finished eating: "Have Dad and the others gone to work? Have Grandma and the others eaten?"

“Dad and Xiaoyue have both gone to work. I went to check on the food Jiang Hui made, and it tasted pretty good. I brought him a bowl of chicken soup.”

Zheng Yang went to wash the dishes, and Jiang Ruyu went out to see her grandmother. She saw Sun Li walking towards her.

"Happy wedding. Also, I'm sorry." Sun Li said and walked out. Jiang Ruyu glanced back at her but didn't say anything. There was no question of forgiveness or not. She didn't care about this person. She said sorry only because she felt guilty, but what she had done was not worthy of forgiveness. She could only ignore this person.

Seeing Li Xiuying's gaze, she still smiled and nodded, and Li Xiuying burst into tears.

Upon entering the house, I found Grandma sitting on the bed, looking up at the photos hanging on the wall. The photos included Grandpa and Grandma, her parents, her uncle and aunt, and her aunt. I wondered who Grandma was thinking of.

"You're here. You just got married. Don't come back so often. People will gossip if they see you."

Jiang Ruyu sat next to her grandmother, leaning against her: "I don't care what others say, I'm happy as long as I'm happy."

Grandma Jiang patted her granddaughter's hair: "You, you always have such strong opinions."

“Yesterday, Jiang Lin and the others took Jiang Ruyi to the police station. I was lying in this room, but I didn’t go out to check on her.”

Jiang Ruyu looked at her grandmother in surprise.