"It's not easy to be a stepmother. She doesn't take me seriously, but you are her biological father. How can a girl treat her father like this?"

"What an ungrateful person! So what if she grew up with her grandfather? We even raised her for two years!"

Lu Jianguo became very upset when he thought about the loss of He Ting, such a rich son-in-law, and the loss of face in front of Tang Jinghe and Liu Zhishu.

He yelled at Liu Chunhua: "Stop talking. It's you who caused this."

"If you hadn't spoiled Jiaojiao's dirty hands and feet, how could things have turned out like this?"

"I'll never leave Weiwei's heart. Now the three turns and one ring belong to our family. With the three turns and one ring at home, it will be more prestigious for Wenhua to marry when he grows up. He Ting and Weiwei can also help raise Wenhua."

"I've been nice to Lu Jiaojiao. She's not my biological daughter. I treat her better than Weiwei."

"She is so shameless that she has to do something like hiding in a haystack with Yin Zhihe, the poorest man in our brigade. How can a girl be so shameless?"

Lu Jiaojiao locked herself in the room and became furious when she heard the quarrel coming from the main room.

She rushed out of the house: "Dad, how could you do this? Fortunately, I still think of you as my real father."

"You think Brother Zhihe and I are poor? Fine, when Brother Zhihe makes a lot of money, I'll have more money than I can spend. I won't support you either. You can go find your own daughter, Lu Baiwei."

Lu Jianguo is the pillar of the family and has always been easy to please.

This is the first time I've spoken to her like this.

Liu Chunhua knew how to control her man. She stopped Lu Jiaojiao and said, "Jiaojiao, how do you talk to your dad?"

"Old Lu, stop talking about the Yin family's poverty. Yin Zhihe secretly told Jiaojiao that there are valuable things buried under the ground of their old house!"

"Wait two years and the policy will be better. Then dig that thing out and sell it for money. Jiaojiao will still be filial to you as her father."

Lu Jianguo was somewhat tempted.

I feel that Liu Chunhua keeps bringing up this matter. Could it be that there is really something buried under the Yin family’s old house?

Thinking about the fact that the three turns and one ring that should have belonged to his son Lu Wenhua were gone, he was still a little annoyed with Lu Jiaojiao: "Shen Guixiang is not easy to fool. She even asked our family to pay money to let Yin Zhihe and Jiaojiao get a marriage certificate."

"Why is Zhihe's mother like this? I will respect her when I marry her. She thinks I've ruined her reputation, but I didn't have sex with another man. I did it with her son."

Why did Lu Baiwei marry well in her previous life and still marry well in this life?

Why did it have to be Lu Baiwei's turn when He Ting had the money to do it?

She also thought about stealing the radio and selling it to give the money to Shen Guixiang so that she and Brother Zhihe could go to the commune to get the marriage certificate as soon as possible.

The result is that everything is lost.

Lu Baiwei, that bitch. He Ting is so rich that he can afford a radio. She just took one of her radios, so why wouldn't she give way?

The more she thought about it, the angrier she got. She burst into tears and said, "Mom, Shen Guixiang won't let me get the marriage certificate with Brother Zhihe. What should I do now?"

"Cry, just cry, who told you to be so stupid as to hide in the haystack with Yin Zhihe?"

After scolding Lu Jiaojiao, Liu Chunhua went to Lu Jianguo for advice: "Old Lu, Shen Guixiang is like a piece of meat on a rolling knife. She is determined to ruin Jiaojiao's reputation and won't let go."

"So what do you say to do about this?"

Lu Jianguo felt that it would take too long to dig out the gold and silver treasures buried under the Yin family's ground and exchange them for money after the policy was improved.

Lu Jiaojiao would marry into the Yin family as soon as possible and dig out those things so that she could keep them for Wenhua to marry in the future.

This marriage has to happen!

Looking at the honest Lu Jianguo, his eyes rolled around: "If Shen Guixiang doesn't agree, then fine, charge his son with hooliganism and see if he agrees."

"Will this work?"

Liu Chunhua felt that something was wrong: "If Yin Zhihe is convicted of hooliganism, he will go to jail. What about Jiaojiao?"

"I can't squat!"

Lu Jianguo said in a confident tone: "Yin Zhihe has several sisters who are married well. If he is really charged with hooliganism, Shen Guixiang will kill them all."

Liu Chunhua's eyes lit up: "You mean we should sue the commune and let Yin Zhi and the sisters rescue them."

"Great! We'll see if the Yin family will bow down to us then..."

Before Lu Jiaojiao's lifelong affair was settled, Lu Jianguo and Liu Chunhua, the excellent couple, had no time to provoke Lu Baiwei.

After Lu Baiwei finished the wedding banquet, she sent the guests away, took out a pen and paper and started to open the red envelopes and settle the bill.

"My eldest uncle and third uncle gave me a big red envelope of six yuan. My parents are still in the family, so my cousins ​​don't need to give red envelopes. But my cousins ​​love me so much that they asked my sisters-in-law to give me red envelopes. Each cousin gave me two yuan, so there are eight more yuan here."

"My cousin is engaged but not married yet, so logically I shouldn't be given a red envelope. But she and I have been best friends since we were young, and she insisted on giving me the one yuan she had saved, saying that she had to show some appreciation for my marriage."

"My two uncles, four cousins ​​and my cousin gave me gifts, totaling 21 yuan, and that doesn't even include the gifts from my second uncle in the army and my fourth uncle in the county."

"Everyone who came to eat with you educated youths was given a one-yuan red envelope. He Yan was quite generous and gave two yuan."

Lu Baiwei teased: "He Yan went to the countryside to engage in construction and worked closely with you educated youth."

"Comrade He Ting, who was she giving the two yuan red envelope for?"

Lu Baiwei blinked and spoke teasingly.

He Ting: “…”

"Zhou Yanfeng is your best friend. Let me take a look at how much money he has."

Lu Baiwei continued to count the accounts and open the red envelopes, and took out a big unity note from the red envelope given by Zhou Yanfeng.

Lu Baiwei exclaimed: "Wow, it's actually a huge red envelope of ten yuan."

"Zhou Yanfeng is too rich!"

"He's so generous. It's going to be hard to repay this favor in the future."

Is a big unity considered rich?

Zhou Yanfeng insisted on going to the countryside with him, and the Zhou family gave him 800 yuan before leaving Beijing.

As for him, he was forced to go to the countryside because the old man threatened his life.

In order to coax him to go to the countryside and marry a wife, the old man gave him even more.

Seeing that Lu Baiwei had received more than 30 yuan in gift money, she looked like a satisfied money-grubber. He Ting had agreed before that he would let her manage the money after marriage, so he didn't mind letting her satisfy her desire to count money for once.

"This is the betrothal money for you, take it."

He Ting took out a stack of money and handed it to Lu Baiwei.

Lu Baiwei counted them and found there were fifteen Big Unity notes, and the other scattered money added up to thirty-eight yuan, a total of one hundred and eighty-eight yuan.

I gave three turns and one ring, and there is also a betrothal gift?

What kind of wealthy family did she marry into?

Lu Baiwei felt like she was hit by a surprise. She got the wedding money in three days. He Ting also gave her a huge sum of 188 yuan. Together with the gifts she received, it was more than 200 yuan in total.

This is a windfall!

With three transfers, one ring and more than two hundred yuan in gifts, her assets exceeded one thousand.

Lu Baiwei was immersed in the joy of getting rich instantly, and was still calculating in her mind how much her current assets of over a thousand would be worth in twenty years. He Ting then took out another iron box.

"The betrothal gift is your private money, so keep it."

He Ting stuffed the leftover biscuit box into Lu Baiwei's hands: "This is all my belongings. We agreed that you would be in charge of the money after we get married, so you can keep this too."