Chapter 7 I married her just because she was good

Lu Chengyi was dressed in a military uniform, which made him look energetic and handsome, with regular features and excellent bone structure.

At this moment, he couldn't help but take another look at Qiao Wenwen.

He came to propose marriage not only to take responsibility for what happened yesterday.

He also showed interest in her.

"The betrothal gift is 500 yuan, and the dowry is also 500 yuan." Qiao Wenwen said straight to the point. Song Mei wanted to sell her out so that Qiao Hongyu could find a wife, but it was impossible.

"You're crazy!" Song Mei raised her hands in anger.

In front of Qiao Wenwen, this is a conditioned reflex action.

Whenever she was unhappy, she would take it out on her eldest daughter.

"Auntie Qiao!" Lu Chengyi spoke at this time, his voice slightly deep, "I'll pay for the betrothal gift of 500 yuan."

I had heard before that the Qiao couple favored boys over girls, so selling their daughter was not surprising.

"Okay!" Song Mei was actually afraid that the Lu family would not be willing to pay the money. After all, Qiao Wenwen could not be compared with Qiao Wanning. She withdrew her hand with a satisfied look on her face.

She first glared at Qiao Wenwen fiercely, saying that she had raised such a wicked girl who was so ungrateful. Then she looked at Gu Shuyi, Lu Chengyi's mother, with a flattering look on her face: "Although my eldest daughter is a little crude and uneducated, she is very capable. She is good at washing clothes, cooking and working in the fields. She will definitely take good care of your family."

In Song Mei's opinion, if what happened yesterday hadn't happened, the Lu family would definitely not want Qiao Wenwen.

"I married her just because she is so nice." Lu Chengyi spoke each word seriously, as if he was reporting.

This made Qiao Wenwen feel somewhat favorable towards him.

This person still makes her proud.

Gu Shuyi nodded when she heard her son say this: "Yes, Wenwen is very good. We have prepared the betrothal money. It's just that Chengyi's vacation time is limited this time, so the marriage must be settled quickly."

"No problem, no problem. The wedding date is easy to arrange." Qiao Yuanshan was delighted when he heard that the other party agreed to a betrothal gift of 500 yuan. "Let's set up a wedding banquet in three days and invite all the villagers."

This is really urgent for money, and he can agree to anything.

Didn't even mention anything.

All they want is money. They don't care what happens to their daughter after she gets married or what the family has.

Qiao Wenwen was also a little confused.

This wedding date is too early.

It’s different from the original text.

"Wenwen, you must serve Xiaolu and your mother-in-law well after you get married. You can't be so willful like you are at home." Song Mei kept instructing, smiling, "You can marry Xiaolu, but the ancestral tomb of our Qiao family will be filled with smoke."

If you give me money, I am your father. His attitude changes very quickly.

In addition to Lu Chengyi's identity, Qiao Yuanshan and his wife were also a little wary from the bottom of their hearts.

Just constant flattery and fawning.

Qiao Wenwen was too lazy to pay attention to her. She was calculating in her mind how to get the 500 yuan out. You know, in her era, this was equivalent to 100,000 yuan. She absolutely could not let Qiao Yuanshan and the black-hearted couple get it cheaply.

After seeing off the mother and son of the Lu family, the Qin family also arrived.

The Qin family also gave a betrothal gift of 500 yuan, which they saved by tightening their belts and living frugally.

However, thinking that Qiao Wanning had a job and a salary did ease their mood a little.

Then Qiao Yuanshan discussed with Song Mei about proposing marriage to Qiao Hongyu.

The Qiao family favors boys over girls. They had previously spent most of their money and arranged a job for Qiao Hongyu in a machinery factory, saying that the target of their marriage was the female workers in the woolen textile factory.

However, Qiao's family was from the countryside, and the girl was a little reluctant, so she demanded a sky-high bride price of one thousand yuan.

And this one thousand dollars was just enough to sell my two daughters.

"Mom, you haven't told me how much the dowry is!" Qiao Wenwen approached Song Mei, "I won't marry you without dowry."

"Why don't you just die!" Song Mei howled. "You're a money loser, and you still want a dowry? Look at you, you're such a jerk. You can't do anything, but you're the best at eating. Why did I give birth to a thing like you?"

Qiao Wenwen's eyes flashed coldly: "Five hundred, not a cent less."