Old Mrs. Wang was so excited that she was spinning around. She couldn't help laughing when she thought about the 2,000 yuan dowry that Zhao Xingfeng would get when she got married, which would not only solve her urgent needs but also save her a lot.
Last time, Xingfeng said that he hadn’t bought a tie for Youfu yet, so he didn’t want a tie anymore and asked Xingfeng to buy Youfu a suit.
Seeing that Old Mrs. Wang was immersed in happiness and couldn't extricate herself.
Zhao Xingfeng's eyes were red: "Grandma, you are too happy too early. The Song family doesn't like my parents' divorce and refuses to marry me."
Old Lady Wang woke up from her sweet dream and couldn't help but exclaimed: "What!"
Zhao Xingfeng then told him what had happened in the past few days.
When Old Lady Wang heard this, she slapped her thigh and said, "They are just bullying you because you are young. With me here, they will beg you to come in. I will take care of this for you tomorrow."
"Grandma, you are so kind."
When Zhao Xingfeng heard that things were taking a turn for the better, he relaxed, drank more water, and his fever subsided.
The next morning, Old Lady Wang said she would take Zhao Xingfeng to the Song family.
Zhao Xingfeng thought that Old Lady Wang was going to ask for help from the Song family, so he took her there.
Along the way, she discussed with Old Lady Wang, asking her to speak well of her to the Song family and ask her to give her more dowry. She would definitely be filial to Old Lady Wang and Zhao Youcai and help her uncle in the future.
Old Mrs. Wang smiled all the way, listening to Zhao Xingfeng's promises to her, and finally agreed to the 1,000 yuan dowry proposed by Zhao Xingfeng.
Zhao Xingfeng was very happy and took Old Lady Wang's arm, looking like a good grandmother and grandson.
Arrived at the food factory’s staff quarters.
Old Mrs. Wang took a hemp rope and hanged herself at the gate of the family compound. This was something she learned from Ma Xiulan's stepmother last time. She found that it was more effective than throwing a tantrum. Otherwise, how could she have been beaten and paid compensation?
When the aunt in the yard saw a strange old lady trying to hang herself, she hurried forward to persuade her.
Old Lady Wang put the hemp rope around her neck and yelled at the top of her lungs, "Deputy Director Song is bullying me."
The enthusiastic aunt heard the noise and quickly gathered over.
Zhao Xingfeng was a little scared and quickly grabbed Old Lady Wang's sleeve: "Grandma, stop making trouble."
She didn't want to upset Song's father and mother. If grandma made such a fuss, wouldn't it be a loss of face for the Song family?
Old Lady Wang remained unmoved: "Grandma is doing this for you. Don't worry, I will make your wish come true even if it costs me my life."
A lot of people had gathered by now, and Song Qinghe also ran out when he heard the noise.
He looked at Zhao Xingfeng accusingly. He had already fought against his parents for Zhao Xingfeng, so why did Zhao Xingfeng bring her grandmother to make trouble?
"Xingfeng, isn't your grandma mentally ill? Why didn't you take good care of her and let her escape?"
Old Mrs. Wang quickly explained to everyone: "I'm not mentally ill."
Song Qinghe smiled helplessly: "Which psychopath says he is sick? Xingfeng, is your grandmother sick?"
Zhao Xingfeng met the coldness in Song Qinghe's eyes and nodded subconsciously.
The people around him suddenly realized that he was really mentally ill.
Song Qinghe then looked at everyone and said, "Everyone, go back. Be careful that the old lady doesn't get sick and hurt anyone. I'll take her home."
Everyone had to give face to Song Qinghe, the son of the deputy factory director, and they dispersed. However, although everyone had gone back, there were still many heads gathered on the windows of each house.
Old Lady Wang didn't expect that Song Qinghe dispersed the crowd with just a few words. How could she use these people to force the Song family to agree?
Thinking that the betrothal gifts were going to fly away and that the family would have to support an old girl like Zhao Xingfeng who was pregnant, she panicked for a moment and actually hanged herself.
Old Mrs. Wang felt like she had seen an old man who had passed away. She didn't want to die. She just made a mistake.
Fortunately, Zhao Xingfeng discovered it in time and screamed, and Song Qinghe quickly rescued Old Lady Wang.
He took the person to the Song family.
At this time, Song's father also rushed back from the factory.
Looking at the marks on Old Lady Wang’s neck, I felt a headache. This old lady is a ruthless character. I hope she doesn’t die in her own home.
"Stop making trouble. Our family will marry your granddaughter."
Old Mrs. Wang didn't expect the matter to be resolved so easily. It seemed that her move just now was able to scare people.
Seeing that Song's father agreed, Zhao Xingfeng looked at Song Qinghe excitedly, but found that Song Qinghe was not that happy.
Old Mrs. Wang felt that Song's father was afraid of her. Even if the other party was a leader, she was still the elder.
"Why didn't you agree earlier? You already have a grandson, so why aren't you still waiting to marry him off? When will you give me the 2,000 yuan betrothal gift?"
Father Song laughed angrily at the way Old Lady Wang was bossing around.
"You want a 2,000 yuan betrothal gift, so what do you want as a dowry?"
Old Mrs. Wang rolled her eyes. The money-losing commodity still wanted a dowry, but none of her daughters had any dowry.
"Dowry? My granddaughter's belly is the best dowry."
Song's mother was furious: "You don't have a penny for dowry, but you're asking for 2,000 yuan as a betrothal gift. Your daughter is made of gold, and my family can't afford her."
Zhao Xingfeng didn't expect that her grandmother would not give her a dowry.
"Grandma, you promised me on the way that you would give me 1,000 yuan as a dowry."
Old Lady Wang glared at Zhao Xingfeng with droopy eyes: "What did I promise you? Didn't you say I was mentally ill? How can a promise made by a mentally ill person count?"
Zhao Xingfeng saw that Song's father and mother had finally agreed to let him marry into the family, and he couldn't let his grandmother's 2,000 yuan betrothal gift ruin his good fortune.
Then she said bluntly: "Uncle and aunt, I really love Qinghe, I don't need a betrothal gift."
Song's mother just thought she was shameless, a grown-up girl who kept talking about love and not love.
Besides, the Song family is not a family that cannot afford the bride price.
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