Xiao Youzi felt that things should not be wasted.
Dad must have thought it was a waste for Second Uncle to wear one piece and throw it away, so he looked at her!
He must want to wear the ones that his second uncle threw away!
Little Yuzi nodded confidently.
Hua Qingping sighed: "Isn't this child a little stupid?"
Hua Xuguo laughed heartily: "Oh, Lao Wu, I'll give you a few more clothes to wear in the future!"
Wan Qingliu couldn't help laughing out loud.
If it was silk or something, Hua Wanchi could have as much as she wanted, but she really didn't have Dacron, a chemical synthetic fabric.
In later generations, clothes made of polyester were everywhere, but people began to like comfortable and breathable natural fibers, such as cotton and silk.
In later generations, even if there were so many Dacron shirts, her father probably wouldn't be interested in them anymore.
Wan Qingliu said unhappily, "If you want to wear them, why don't you go to the city and buy them next time? Can't you buy one each? They don't even require a ticket."
As for money, there is no shortage of it at home.
Hua Xuguo: "Mom, please sign a document!"
Wan Qingliu cursed: "If you keep talking nonsense, don't buy it!"
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In short, Wan Qingliu still went to the county town and bought a set of Dacron shirts for each family member. Although others didn't care, he couldn't favor one over the other.
Of course Hua Jingmin also bought one, washed it, changed it, and wore Dacron every day, which gave a very good impression to the girls.
Seeing that Hua Jingmin is already in his thirties and still hasn't gotten married, even if Wan Qingliu is not anxious, Hua Jingmin is anxious. Even if Hua Jingmin is not anxious, the old man is anxious!
The house is full of granddaughters, and there is no grandson around yet.
The two in the city are not around, and I can only see them during the holidays. How can I be closer than them if they are around?
Old Huatou, I just hope that the fourth son can marry a wife and give him some fat grandchildren!
Wan Qingliu found Fang, the matchmaker in Dafang Village, and asked her to help find a wife for his fourth son.
Matchmaker Fang looked embarrassed: "Although your fourth son has served in the army, he is not young anymore. He also does farm work at home. I am afraid he will not be able to marry a young girl of the right age."
"For those in their twenties and thirties who can't get married, there must be something wrong with them. Or they're remarrying, and second marriages often result in children.
If your family had an old man, it would be fine, and you could lower your standards, but your family's Jingmin is so good, it would be a big loss for him to marry a second time. It's not easy for you to find someone like this."
Wan Qingliu: "My family can afford the betrothal gift. Do you think there are any girls willing to marry me? 200 yuan for three turns and one ring!"
Matchmaker Fang gasped: "Damn it, if only I had a daughter, I would just ask her to marry into your family!"
After thinking for a moment, Matchmaker Fang said, "Okay, I'll go and help you take a look. I can't guarantee it will work."
Wan Qingliu smiled and said, "Thank you for your help!"
When he left, he left a piece of pork, which made Matchmaker Fang feel regretful again.
Alas, why didn’t her family leave a daughter?
The next day, Matchmaker Fang came to the door with a happy face: "I tell you, this family is definitely a good one! It's just that they are a little patriarchal!"
What is the big deal about favoring boys over girls?
Nowadays, there is no one who does not favor boys over girls. Anyway, as long as the family is rich, boys and girls will be loved equally!
When Wan Qingliu heard this, she quickly said, "That's not a big deal. Whose family is it from?"
Matchmaker Fang said: "The girl from the Qian family in Shawan Village next door is eighteen years old this year. She has beautiful eyebrows and eyes, and she works quickly. She is a good girl!
Her parents favor boys over girls and want to marry her off to a wealthy family in exchange for a betrothal gift!"
Wan Qingliu asked, "How much do her parents want as a betrothal gift?"
Matchmaker Fang: "Hey, if the price is one hundred yuan lower, I won't do it!"
"Who else but your family would be willing to pay such a large amount of betrothal gifts these days? Even that old man who can't find a wife can't bear to do so!
But the girl is only eighteen, and her family thought it wouldn't matter if she stayed a few more years, so they kept her until now!"
Wan Qingliu became interested: "Can you take me to see it?"
Wan Qingliu brought Hua Jingmin with her. When they arrived at Qian's house, Qian's mother poured water for everyone, but Qian's father held his head high and looked arrogant.
"My daughter is only eighteen years old, still a virgin, and your son is already over thirty. I won't accept a smaller betrothal gift!"
Hua Jingmin was very hurt. Wasn't he only thirty years old? He looked good and was in good health. How could he not be worthy?
Wan Qingliu laughed and said, "The betrothal gift is easy to talk about. Can you ask your daughter to come out and see me?"
Qian's father called the girl out. Wan Qingliu took a look and found that she was indeed quite pretty, but that was all.
But, at the age of 18, marrying the fourth brother, what else does she need?
But I still have to ask the fourth brother's opinion.
Wan Qingliu turned around and asked, "Old Four, what do you think?"
Hua Jingmin was a little unhappy. If this girl's father became his father-in-law, wouldn't he be like his grandson?
He would rather be alone all his life than be a grandson.
Seeing Hua Jingmin's silent expression, Wan Qingliu understood and said with a smile, "My family still wants to think about it, so I'll leave first."
Father Qian was very angry: "This ungrateful family looks down on our family!"
Matchmaker Fang also sighed: "Okay, I'll look for it again."
For the sake of meat, damn, the Hua family is so rich that they bring her a piece of meat every day just to marry their son off.
For many families, the betrothal gift is just a piece of meat.
A day later, matchmaker Fang came again.
"This one today is pretty good, 21 years old, a high school graduate, and a teacher!"
Wan Qingliu was surprised: "She is so well-off, how could she be interested in Jingmin?"
Matchmaker Fang: "Ahem, actually, your two families know each other. It's the little girl from the Zhou family."
Wan Qingliu subconsciously wanted to refuse, but then he thought, what else can I ask for if I have a daughter who is willing to marry me?
Go and take a look, even though she has seen Zhou Baozhen.
But she was still a little surprised. Zhou Baozhen had not yet married. How could Old Man Zhou be willing to keep her for so long?
Several people came to Lao Zhou's house and were warmly received.
Old Mrs. Qian bustled around cheerfully: "Come, come, have some sugar water. When the in-laws leave, take some watermelons with you. They're grown at home."
Zhou Baozhen looked a little reluctant, but Old Man Zhou and Old Lady Qian seemed quite happy.
They and the Hua family are relatives, so how could they not know the conditions of the Hua family?
Besides, Hua Jingmin is a good person except that he is a little older!
When Hua Jingmin saw Zhou Baozhen, he didn't have any objections, but he couldn't say he liked her very much either.
But when it comes to marriage and life, there’s not so much love involved. Isn’t it all dull and ordinary?
The two families had almost finished their talks, and Wan Qingliu took Hua Jingmin away with satisfaction.
Halfway through the journey, Zhou Baozhen caught up with them and said, "Don't be fooled by my parents' enthusiasm. I actually don't want to get married at all! Just grant my wish, okay?"
A forced melon is not sweet. What else can I say? You can't force someone to marry you.
Wan Qingliu had no choice but to say, "Okay, I'll tell your parents later that it was our family that didn't like him, okay?"
Zhou Baozhen said with tears in her eyes: "Thank you, Aunt Wan!"
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