"Yes, there is only Xia Xia in your family. It won't work if there is no boy in the family. If you lend money to Wei An now, Wei An's son will be almost the same as your son in the future. When your Xia Xia is bullied by others, there will be someone in her family to support her, right?" Old Mrs. Jiang said from the side.

"Yes, yes, when you are a hundred years old in the future, our Jinbao will still be able to hold you in arms and wrestle pots. But this depends on whether our Jinbao can make it and find a wife. Our family definitely can't be emptied out all at once just because of Hongjiao, otherwise what will happen to Jinbao in the future?" Feng Changdi said.

When she said that she wanted her son to break the pot after he passed away in the future, her face was full of a look as if Jiang Wei's family had taken advantage of her. After all, this was her precious son, and not everyone was qualified to let her Jinbao carry the coffin and break the pot.

Jiang Wei's family only had a girl, what's the big deal?

"Xia Xia and the Lu family's wedding date has been set, and now is a time when the family is short of money. I can come up with two or three hundred, and then..." Jiang Weijia listened to what Feng Changdi and Old Lady Jiang said, without any excitement on his face, he just frowned slightly.

He didn't care nor did he expect his nephew to smash pots and carry coffins for him after he was a hundred years old.

He doesn't care about those things.

It is enough for him to have only one daughter, Xia Xia.

"Nothing? I know you two don't spend much, and you must have saved a lot of money. Even if you don't have money, we still have Xia Xia's betrothal gift. The Lu family is wealthy, so the betrothal gift cannot be too ugly." Old Mrs. Jiang said.

"I will just borrow Xia Xia's betrothal gift as Hong Jiao's dowry temporarily. When Hong Jiao gets married, I will return the money to you intact. As an uncle, you have already arranged the blind date, so don't you take responsibility for the subsequent relationship?"

Old Mrs. Jiang said, "Here," she tapped her cane on the ground and narrowed her eyes.

"Besides, the Lu family is rich, and doesn't little Lu like Xia Xia very much? Even if Xia Xia doesn't bring anything with her and spends all the betrothal gifts, and doesn't bring any dowry, the Lu family won't mind, right? The Lu family doesn't lack these things anyway!"

"Yes, yes, brother, we think so too. We just borrow it temporarily to save face. No one else knows about it anyway, right? After we borrow it, we will return it later." Feng Changdi nodded.

"Give our Hongjiao two thousand yuan as a dowry to save face, and then we will buy a refrigerator as a dowry. After all, the Yan family wants to buy a TV, so we must bite the bullet and buy an appliance as well."

If you calculate it this way, five thousand yuan is about the right price. Refrigerators are very expensive now, costing two to three thousand yuan. They are all imported products. The domestic productivity is not enough and it is difficult to make them.

"Let's put things one way or the other. The betrothal gift is Xia Xia's money and I can't touch it." Jiang Weijia's brows were tightly locked as he listened to their words.

Hearing what Jiang Weijia said, Old Lady Jiang frowned, as if she didn't expect Jiang Weijia to be so difficult to talk to this time. She immediately threw away her crutches, sat on the ground, and then cried sadly.

"The old man passed away early, leaving me, an old woman, alone. If he were still here, he would have given the money to Wei An immediately. I, an old woman, am helpless and cannot help Wei An. The eldest brother doesn't listen to me anymore. He refuses to lend money to brothers. Now the neighbors are laughing at me. I am too ashamed to live." Old Mrs. Jiang sobbed.

While wiping away tears, she looked at Jiang Wei's family.