During the last blind date, Wan Qingliu said that he could give 200 yuan as a betrothal gift to buy four major items.
Old Man Zhou was tempted at the time, but Zhou Baozhen herself rejected it.
If you really want to get married, giving a betrothal gift is not a big deal.
But isn’t this a fake marriage?
Zhou Baozhen originally thought of simply not asking for a betrothal gift and just getting away with it.
But she didn't expect that her parents, who loved her so much, would actually ask for a dowry from the man when she got married!
Looking at her sister and brother-in-law who were smiling but not saying anything, Zhou Baozhen felt extremely uneasy. The two of them knew about her fake marriage.
She was already embarrassed to trouble Hua Jingmin for the fake marriage, and now they had to discuss the bride price. If she were the in-laws, she would be unhappy!
"Dad, Mom, I don't want a gift or a dowry, I just like him as a person!"
"Shut up!" Before Old Man Zhou could say anything, Old Lady Qian glared at him and shouted.
As if nothing had happened, Father Zhou still had that smiling face:
"Xu Guo, you and I are uncles. Can you tell me how much do you plan to give as a betrothal gift?"
The atmosphere at the dinner table was very quiet. The children did not dare to speak, and the adults all looked at Zhou Yujiao and Hua Xuguo.
Zhou Baozhen was also very nervous. Her only hope was that the other party would not speak so harshly.
It seemed like a century had passed before Hua Xuguo smiled and said:
"Dad, don't worry. The betrothal gift is not a problem. Lao Wu spent 200 on marrying his wife. Baozhen will definitely not give less."
Zhou Baozhen breathed a sigh of relief, but she was also worried because she owed the Hua family even more.
Everyone was happy again.
"Eat your food."
The old couple never mentioned the dowry at all. Zhou Yujiao sneered secretly. Hua Xuguo remained calm and continued to eat as if nothing had happened, occasionally picking up a few pieces of food for Hua Wanchi with his chopsticks.
Hua Wanchi sighed that the tension over this marriage matter at the dinner table was no less than that of a business negotiation.
When Zhou Yujiao got married, she was tricked by her stepmother. She didn't get any dowry and even her old clothes were hidden by her stepmother and not allowed to take them away. It was the Hua family who bought her new clothes.
At that time, the Hua family looked very poor in the eyes of outsiders, but Old Man Zhou forced them to pay a betrothal gift of 50 yuan before letting anyone marry into the family.
Wan Qingliu was already able to travel between the two worlds at that time, but was still in the exploratory stage. Fortunately, he managed to make some money by accident and used it to raise the betrothal gift for his son.
Zhou Baozhen is Old Lady Qian's biological daughter, so it is impossible that she did not have a dowry prepared for her. However, the Hua family is rich, and the old couple of the Zhou family feel that even if they don't give a dowry, their daughter will not live too badly.
In line with the principle of saving as much as possible, the two of them did not even mention the issue of dowry, as the two eldest grandsons were about to get married in a few years.
No matter how much you like your daughter, she is not as important as your grandson.
No matter how unbelievable and heartbroken Zhou Baozhen was, Zhou Yujiao knew her mother's family's character very well and was not surprised at all.
As the eldest sister, it’s not that she can’t help her younger sister.
At worst, she would pay for the two hundred yuan and the four big items, and they could eat 60% of the things they had originally asked the gods for.
Just pay another 40% to your mother-in-law.
It was just a few hundred dollars, and she believed her younger sister could still afford to pay it back.
The family finished the meal happily. After the meal, Hua Xuguo and his wife took Hua Wanchi away.
In an atmosphere that was both lively and desolate, the three people arrived home.
It was lively because the New Year's atmosphere had not yet faded, and the atmosphere was bustling with activity. It was bleak because everyone had gone out to pay New Year's greetings, and the outside was a little deserted.
There's nothing fun to do outside for now.
Hua Wanchi entered the space and suddenly found that the system interface had changed.
[The next phase will feature: the Myriad Recycling Center. Stay tuned.]
Hua Wanchi's gaze rested on the two words "Wanjie".
As the name suggests, the Ten Thousand Worlds means many worlds.
But didn’t our ancestors say that the channel of communication between this world and the outside world has completely collapsed?
After much thought, Hua Wanchi felt that it was probably a problem of spiritual energy. The ancestor should still be able to communicate with other worlds, but the spiritual energy was insufficient.
But when our ancestors first came, they couldn’t go back. How come they can communicate after so many years?
Is it because of myself?
Thinking of this, Hua Wanchi felt a little excited. So, could it be that she was really the daughter of heaven, the child of destiny, and extraordinary?
After a lot of random thoughts, Hua Wanchi chuckled.
I just don't know when the old ancestor will wake up, I have to ask her.
If Hua Wanchi could travel through time again, the Hua Wanchi of the future might come back and beat him up.
However, she was still unaware of what she would encounter in the future, and began to survey the space again.
There are no four seasons in this space, so whatever you plant can be harvested. At the beginning, there were only a dozen puppets, but now it has developed into hundreds of puppets and dozens of machines working on the farm.
Fortunately, you can harvest them with just one click, saving you the trouble of picking the puppets one by one.
Perhaps it was because the spiritual energy in the space had become much more abundant, and the warehouses in the space had also been upgraded. Not only could they maintain their status, but they could also store unlimited amounts of information. The puppets no longer had to keep building warehouses.
Looking at the warehouse full of inventory, Hua Wanchi felt extremely satisfied.
As soon as her mood improved, she directly lowered the price in Widow Wu's mall, which was considered as supporting her orphanage business and earning more merit for herself.
The industrial puppet can only make one sewing machine a day, but one day outside is equivalent to half a year in the space, so the sewing machines are piled up.
This is why Hua Wanchi insists on selling sewing machines despite the trouble: the others are all inventory, only this one is new!
Even for ginseng, the planting amount is limited.
There is no point in planting too much. Even if you can produce a large amount of ginseng on the market, the price will inevitably drop due to the excess of ginseng on the market. At that time, the ginseng of ordinary people in reality will be even less valuable.
Hua Wanchi felt that it was better not to disrupt the market, and there was no need to plant so much for personal use.
Now that enough sewing machines had been made, Hua Wanchi stopped making them, and the progress of iron ore development had only passed 3/999.
There are only 996/999 left. What a tiring number to look at, Hua Wanchi sighed.
However, when Hua Wanchi saw the sewing machine, he remembered that his third uncle was getting married, and he would have to buy four major items.
Uncle San already has a bicycle.
So Hua Wanchi directly put the other three items into the mail package. She had become an expert at smuggling things out of the space by mail.
…
While other families were celebrating the New Year happily, Zhao Tingnu's family felt a little deserted.
Fang Zhaozhao ran out of the house early in the morning. Fang Baogen was not at home either. Only Zhao Tingnu was busy running around.
After finishing her work, she had to go to Fang Baogen's cousin's house to visit his pregnant cousin's wife.
Fang Baogen had already told her about the adoption. After the adoption, Zhao Tingnu would be equivalent to having a son.
She no longer cared about Fang Zhaozhao and devoted herself to her future "son".
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