bride price?

Xie Yin searched for the word in his memory cells, and also looked up the meaning of "doing one's wife's husband's marriage".

There are explanations from previously captured human brainwaves. The former is a custom that has been passed down from ancient times to the present on this land. However, many families judge the quality of the groom by the amount of the bride price received when their daughter gets married, which led to the bride price rising to the point where people could not afford to get married.

Taking advantage of the traffic jam, Xie Yin checked his account balance and asked quite seriously, "Is 66,000 enough?"

He read that the bride price should be an auspicious number.

Zheng Meixiang was surprised and exchanged a glance with Zhong Dazhuang: "That's enough, that's enough." After a two-second silence, she carefully asked, "You're also an ability user, right? What kind of missions can you save up this much money?"

An average person earns around 3,000 yuan a month, but below them are uneducated migrant workers whose wages are unstable. Sometimes they earn 7,000 yuan a month, and sometimes they have no work or don't receive their wages. On average, they may earn less than 3,000 yuan a month.

Everyone says making money is hard, but everyone has their own reasons for it being hard.

Xie Yin: "Do tasks that no one else is doing."

Upon hearing this, Zheng Meixiang guessed that ordinary people definitely had no chance of getting the job.

The topic shifted back: "Have you discussed it with Xiaoyin? When do you plan to get married?"

My niece has excellent taste. This man is outstanding in every way, and he is also calm and composed. However, he has a cold demeanor and doesn't seem very friendly.

"Not yet." There was a turn ahead, and Xie Yin turned the steering wheel with one hand, the thick calluses on his hands immediately attracting Zhong Dazhuang's attention.

Zheng Meixiang wanted to say something, but Zhong Dazhuang nudged her with his elbow. She glared at him unhappily, only to see her husband shaking his head solemnly at her.

The carriage suddenly fell silent.

Xie Yin didn't think anything was wrong. He followed closely behind Jiang Shuyin's car and returned to the community with the flow of traffic. The return trip was less congested than the way there. They arrived at the community gate in less than an hour. Jiang Shuyin drove the car in, while Xie Yin found an empty space outside the gate and parked: "There are no spaces inside, let's walk in."

Zhong Dazhuang woke his wife up: "We've arrived."

Zheng Meixiang had been traveling all day and had just taken a nap in the car. She was still a little dizzy and her legs were weak. Zhong Dazhuang helped her follow behind Xie Yin.

The security guard opened the door with a complicated expression, without saying a word.

We'll leave the things in the car for now; there's too much to carry upstairs and it'll be difficult to put them away.

Zheng Lanxiang got out of the car and hurriedly ran upstairs to start the fire and steam the fish, leaving Jiang Shuyin and the others to go upstairs together.

Around 3 p.m., we finally had lunch. There were ten dishes on the table, symbolizing perfection.

It's been so long since we've had a meal together at home. Jiang Shuyin smiled and poured Xie Yin a drink, which drew another glance from Zhong Dazhuang.

With the elders at the table, even if the first cup isn't given to him, shouldn't it be given to his own mother?

Zhong Dazhuang looked at Zheng Lanxiang: Well, this one is still smiling, not noticing anything is wrong. She's forgotten all the rules passed down from our ancestors.

Xie Yin tasted the coconut juice and couldn't quite put his finger on why it was so good, but it was definitely better than alcohol.

After taking a few bites, Zheng Meixiang strained her eyes to signal to her younger sister, silently mouthing: "Say something!"

Zheng Lanxiang realized what was happening and quickly picked up her glass: "Come on, everyone, adults and children, pick up your glasses and let's have a drink together to celebrate our future getting better and better, our work going smoothly, our families happy, our health good, and everything going well. I also wish the children happiness every day and that they become smarter and smarter."

Since it was a rare occasion for her second sister's family to come, Zheng Lanxiang wanted to show her respect, so she filled her glass with baijiu (Chinese liquor). After downing it in one gulp, she felt dizzy and started laughing foolishly.

Zhong Dazhuang, along with his wife and children, raised their glasses and clinked them together. Jiang Shuyin suddenly remembered that the younger generation's glasses should not be higher than the elders', so she quickly lowered her glass. Xie Yin followed suit. Zhong Dazhuang was stunned for a moment, then happily downed his glass in one gulp.

He works on construction sites and has a great capacity for alcohol. He can easily drink three or five ounces of baijiu (Chinese liquor), drink beer like water, and avoids red wine, which he considers for women. He can down a glass without any problems and then pour himself another full glass.

After three drinks, the honest man became more talkative. He glared around with his reddened eyes and asked each person who they were.

Zheng Meixiang kept a close eye on her man, fearing he would ruin things.

Jiang Shuyin introduced them one by one, from Ace to Xing Zhengfei, and then to Heimei and Shui Ning, saying to each of them, "These are my children."

Zheng Meixiang couldn't believe it. The smaller one was possible, but how could the larger one be explained?

Zhong Dazhuang laughed heartily after hearing this.

The meal was lively, and all the dishes were delicious. Every last bit was eaten. Zhong Ping and Zhong An hadn't had a good meal in over half a year, so they buried themselves in their food as soon as they sat down. Everyone else was full and left the table. Jiang Shuyin, afraid that they might overeat, sat at the table with them, occasionally picking up a piece of vegetable to eat.

Zhong Dazhuang and Zheng Meixiang were both tired. Zheng Lanxiang changed her room. Her room was originally the master bedroom and had a lot of space. She moved the bed to the corner against the wall and left two places for sleeping on the floor. Zhong Dazhuang and Zheng Meixiang slept on one bed, Zheng Lanxiang and Zhong An slept on the bed, and the other place on the floor was left for Zhong Ping.

Zhong An and Zhong Ping also felt they needed to rest for a while, so the whole family went to their room to rest.

Zheng Lanxiang and Jiang Shuyin were cleaning up the dishes in the kitchen. Jiang Shuyin was completely uninterested: "How about we book a table at a restaurant tonight? We can go there to eat, or we can go there to pick up the dishes. This pile of dishes will take forever to wash."

"I finished washing in less than half an hour. If you don't want to do it, go out and talk to Xiao Xie." Zheng Lanxiang was used to doing it, so she felt it was only a little more tiring than usual. Usually, she would have woken up from her afternoon nap by this time, but today her older sister was coming, and she was happy so she didn't feel too tired.

After all, she was her own mother. Jiang Shuyin said one thing but did another. After finally finishing washing up, she sat down on the sofa and her back went weak.

Hei Mei, with her sharp eyes, saw her mother rubbing her lower back and used her special ability on it.

The warm green light greatly relieved the pain, and Jiang Shuyi's tightly furrowed brows relaxed as she lazily grabbed a pillow and lay down.

Xie Yin turned down the TV volume, and it seemed as if the children's voices were also muted.

Zheng Lanxiang finished cleaning up and came out of the kitchen. She accidentally kicked a chair, and a "Shh!" was heard from the sofa area. Everyone put their index fingers to their lips: "Shh!"

"......"

When Zheng Lanxiang went over to see what was going on, she found her daughter asleep on the sofa, and everyone was protecting her like a baby.

I rolled my eyes, pushed open the door to my room and was startled. I thought it was a cowshed. The family of four was snoring like cows.

She was tired at the moment, and after thinking about it, she decided to go to the lounge chair on the balcony to sleep.

Jiang Shuyin spent a lot of money to find this recliner at the second-hand market, and Zheng Lanxiang always complained that she was wasting money. Now that she has lie down on it herself, she realizes that the money was well spent.

The winter afternoon sun is so comforting; it feels warm and cozy on my skin, and I fall asleep in no time.