As soon as these words were spoken, those who gathered around to inquire took a deep breath.
"No way! Ten thousand?"
"It's not ten thousand, it's ten thousand and one!"
"Impossible, absolutely impossible! Who would give 10,000 yuan to marry a wife?"
"Does Director Song have that much money?"
"Director Song doesn't have it, but he has it at home!"
"Oh my, Zhang Chunxue has really fallen into a lucky trap this time!"
"If I had known Director Song's family was so rich and generous, those women would have climbed into Director Song's bed a long time ago!"
"Oh! They climbed without even considering whether Director Song wanted them to or not! Director Song isn't so generous to everyone!"
"Hey, if someone really climbed into Director Song's bed before, and if this gets out, Director Song will have to marry him even if he doesn't want to!"
Everyone immediately understood what it meant. It was to slander Director Song for forcing her!
But perhaps it was because Song Xingzhi was too cold and noble before. Although many lesbians liked him, no lesbian could do such a thing.
However, the betrothal gifts that Zhong Aiguo mentioned still made people around him envious.
Soon, these words spread throughout the entire brigade.
Zhong Jingui was sulking in Wangjia Village.
Today, many people in the village went to the brigade headquarters to watch the fun, and those who had some relationship with Song Xingzhi and others went to the wedding banquet.
Wang Anguo actually went to watch the fun, and after coming back he started mocking Zhong Jingui.
"Oh my! Director Song and Zhang Chunxue's wedding today was such a grand occasion!"
"We've had three rounds of wedding banquets! Each round has twelve tables!"
"Zhang Chunxue is so beautifully dressed today, she doesn't look like a grandmother at all!"
"After the two of them got their marriage certificate, Director Song was so excited that he immediately reached out and hugged Zhang Chunxue..."
Zhong Jingui was enraged by what she heard, jealous and resentful, and couldn't help but scream, "Shut up!"
Wang Anguo stepped forward and slapped him.
"Why, Director Song is getting married, and you still can't forget him?"
"Has Director Song even glanced at you? You're yelling here!"
Zhong Jingui staggered for a moment after being hit, then turned around and lay on the bed, sobbing.
She was just feeling a little depressed, but Wang Anguo, as her husband, deliberately said these words in front of her to hurt her heart. How could she not be sad?
But she herself couldn't tell whether she was more sad because of Song Xingzhi's marriage or because of Wang Anguo's mockery of her.
In the afternoon, when the news that Song Xingzhi had given Zhang Chunxue three turns and one ring, and another 10,001 yuan, spread throughout the brigade headquarters, Zhong Jingui found it even more difficult to accept.
That’s ten thousand yuan!
Ten thousand yuan in 1979!
Ten thousand!
The fire of jealousy in Zhong Jingui's heart burned even more fiercely, and she wanted to rush up to Zhang Chunxue, grab her collar and ask "Why do you do this?"
But what right did she have? She could only cry out in jealousy and harbor dark resentment.
Zhang Chunxue and Song Xingzhi had finished dealing with all the things that needed to be dealt with at the brigade headquarters, and only then did they have time to visit the new house.
She took her family and a few younger members of the Song family who came to watch the fun and went to the town together.
Song Xingzhi has always been mysterious about this house in the town, and this is Zhang Chunxue's first time here.
Song Xingzhi held Zhang Chunxue's hand all the way, feeling so satisfied and happy. It was not until they reached the door of their home that he reluctantly let go of her hand, took out the key and opened the door.
As soon as he entered the door, Zhang Chunxue saw a tidy courtyard, a jujube tree by the wall, and several lush and clean houses. Now there were big red wedding characters on each door and window, and a festive atmosphere immediately came to his face.
Song Xingzhi held Zhang Chunxue's hand again, as if to ask for credit: "Sister Chunxue, look, this is the main hall..."
As he spoke, he pushed open the door of the main room.
The inside has been cleaned and fully furnished, including tables, chairs, benches, and chests of drawers.
The sewing machine was placed next to the chest of drawers, covered with a red cloth.
He pulled Zhang Chunxue to the kitchen again: "Sister Chunxue, this is the kitchen... This kitchen is very big. You can make braised food in the future. It can accommodate a lot of things!"
Without waiting for Zhang Chunxue to understand clearly, he pulled her to the main room on the other side of the hall.
"Haruyuki-nee, this is our bedroom..." he said, his face flushing slightly. "Well, Haruyuki-nee and I will sleep in this room from now on."
The sheets and quilts on the new big bed are all brand new and bright red, making it look even more festive.
The TV with radio function is placed on the cabinet opposite the bed, so you can watch it while lying in bed.
There were also red wedding characters pasted on the other furniture, two of which were a little crooked.
Zhang Chunxue felt warm at the sight of this, and couldn't help but say, "This word 'happiness'..."
She pointed at the crooked one and said, "You didn't cut it, did you?"
Song Xingzhi was a little embarrassed: "I cut it when I first started learning to cut... In fact, most of the wedding characters in this room were cut by me..."
He looked at Zhang Chunxue with burning eyes: "I want... I want Sister Chunxue to see my feelings."
Zhang Chunxue felt as if she had just taken a sip of hot drink in the cold winter, it was so warm.
She reached out and squeezed Song Xingzhi's hand, "Yeah! I feel Xingzhi's feelings..."
As soon as she finished speaking, a group of people who were peeking at the door immediately started to make a fuss.
"Oh~ Our uncle wants to let aunt see his feelings~"
"Oh, our second uncle is so thoughtful..."
Song Xingzhi's face darkened: "Get out!"
Zhang Chunxue noticed that his ears were getting hot, and couldn't help but burst out laughing: "Okay, how about we go look in other rooms?"
Song Xingzhi finally adjusted his mood: "Well! Let's go check out the side rooms!"
He pulled Zhang Chunxue out of the master bedroom, glared at his grinning nephews, and then went out to the next room.
"There are two rooms on the left. The inner one is for Xiaoxiao, and the larger one on the outside is for Mingli and Yuanyuan..." Song Xingzhi said as he pushed open the door of one of the rooms.
All the furniture inside is also available, and the sheets and quilts are all new.
Although it is a little smaller, it is only relative. It is much bigger than the house that Zhong Xiaoxiao lives in Zhongjia Village.
Zhong Xiaoxiao's eyes widened: "Wow! Is this my room? Yay!"
Song Xingzhi pushed open the room next to it. "This one is bright and beautiful. Since we have children, we have more things, so we need a bigger area..."
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