After he got into the oxcart, he looked embarrassed and said to Old Yang, who was driving the cart, "Grandpa Yang, I'll have to trouble you to go to the supply and marketing cooperative. Chunni's parents sent a lot of tickets, and Chunni and I were thinking of buying the things we need on the way back."

It was still early, so Old Yang didn't say anything. He nodded in agreement and cracked his whip, driving the oxcart towards the supply and marketing cooperative.

In a small town like Wangshan Town, supply and marketing cooperatives don't usually sell large items like sewing machines. The two of them were just trying their luck. If they didn't get any, they might have to go to the county again someday.

The two were lucky; a while ago, the child of a leader in town was getting married, so they approached the leader of the supply and marketing cooperative and got a sewing machine for them.

The supply and marketing cooperative couldn't just buy one unit, so they bought two.

The one the town leaders wanted has already been taken away, and this extra one hasn't been sold yet; it's just sitting there in the supply and marketing cooperative's lobby.

The news delighted the couple, so they bought the sewing machine without hesitation and also bought all the pots, pans, and other necessities for their new house, loading them all into their car and returning home fully loaded.

The moment the truckload of goods entered the village, it immediately attracted a large crowd of villagers to come and watch.

Everyone looked at the items with curiosity, especially the eye-catching sewing machine on the vehicle, their eyes filled with amazement.

Later, when the villagers learned that most of the dazzling array of goods on that truck had been sent from afar by Wang Chunni's parents, and that the rest had been purchased with money and tickets sent by the Wang family, they were surprised to learn that the goods were mostly from the money and tickets sent by the Wang family.

When even the receipts and money for the sewing machine were sent by the Wang family, everyone couldn't help but show envy.

Some people even regretted not noticing back then how they could have discovered that Wang Chunni, who was unassuming and whose family background was not particularly wealthy, had such a wonderful dowry. They wondered why they hadn't recognized such a good wife as a potential partner.

Faced with this situation, Wan Guihua's betrothal gifts were naturally not going to be too much less than what she had prepared, so she had no choice but to quietly go home and add to the betrothal gifts again and again.

In no time, the hot topic of conversation among the village aunties and grandmas shifted from Yang Wanqiu and Accountant Wang's affair to Wang Chunni's dowry, which filled an entire cart.

Even Old Yang, who rarely gossiped, started talking about Wang Chunni's dowry when he got home.

Chen Shuning, who was making rice cakes at the Yang family's house, was also happy for her good friend when she heard about this.

If it weren't for the work he was still doing, Chen Shuning would have gone over to check on things.