When Old Lady Wang heard Zhao Xingfeng's statement that she didn't want a betrothal gift, she turned around and slapped Zhao Xingfeng:
"If the Song family doesn't give you a betrothal gift, don't even think about getting married. I'll come here and make trouble every day."
Zhao Xingfeng covered his face and hid beside Song Qinghe.
“Qinghe, with a family like this, I have no choice.”
Song's father made the decision: "Then we'll follow the normal market price of 200 yuan for the bride price, plus three turns and one ring. I've already bought the three turns and one ring, and it's in Qinghe's room."
Old Mrs. Wang was unwilling, so she could only get two hundred.
Even if it turns three times and makes a sound, it can't be retained.
"No, it has to be 2,000 yuan."
Song's father: "Then I will go to the Women's Federation and sue you for selling my daughter."
"You dare to sue me? Your son got my granddaughter pregnant. I only want 2,000 yuan because we are relatives."
Song's father had a cold face, and he was intimidating without being angry: "Who can prove that your granddaughter is pregnant with my son's child?"
Zhao Xingfeng's face was pale and he was trembling: "Qinghe, believe me, I only have you."
Song Qinghe knew that this was his father's tactic to pressure the bride price, and he couldn't say anything to sabotage it at this moment, because in Zhao Xingfeng's eyes, it would mean that he didn't trust him.
She was shaking with fear, why was this happening?
Seeing the reactions of the Song father and son, Old Lady Wang felt insecure. Zhao Xingfeng was pregnant, so she definitely couldn't marry anyone else and could only marry into the Song family.
Gritting his teeth, he said, "A thousand yuan as a betrothal gift, no less."
Song's father: "It's just two hundred yuan, or you can marry your granddaughter to someone else."
Old Lady Wang: "Eight hundred yuan for the bride price!"
Father Song: "If you don't like these two hundred dollars from me, then you can take your pregnant granddaughter home and raise her yourself."
Zhao Xingfeng was anxious: "Grandma, two hundred is two hundred, otherwise I will die with the child."
Her goal was to marry into the Song family and live a good life. As for the betrothal gift, the more the better, of course. However, Old Lady Wang made it clear that she would not give her a dowry and only wanted to keep the money for herself, so she definitely could not ask for more.
Asking for less can also leave a good impression on your future in-laws.
Father Song suddenly felt that two hundred was too much.
Song's mother took out two hundred yuan and handed it to Zhao Xingfeng.
Old Mrs. Wang snatched the money away, saying, "No matter how small a mosquito is, it's still meat."
Since Zhao Xingfeng already had a child, the wedding was scheduled for seven days later.
Song Qinghe's sisters-in-law have already started talking as if they are the only ones around.
"Sister-in-law, I remember your dowry was 128 yuan and a pair of men's and women's watches."
"It's been so many years since I came here. When my third brother's wife married into our family, she brought a dowry of 300 yuan and a gold bracelet."
Zhao Xingfeng's face turned red and white, and Song Qinghe also clenched his fists.
Before, he thought Zhao Xingfeng was pitiful, fresh and cute.
Now that she had no dowry and was being ridiculed by her sisters-in-law, she felt embarrassed as well.
Old Lady Wang seemed to be oblivious to what the Song family wives were saying, muttering to herself, "My family is truly kind. The fourth daughter-in-law was given a betrothal gift of 800 yuan even though she was pregnant before she even got married."
He was almost openly scolding the Zhao family for being dishonest.
Zhao Xingfeng quickly pulled Old Lady Wang out.
Song Qinghe was afraid that Old Lady Wang would talk nonsense on the way, so he walked her all the way.
In their previous life, Song's father and mother had always dealt with Ma Xiu Lan. Seeing that Ma Xiu Lan was down-to-earth and hardworking, they also loved their daughter.
There was no dispute over the betrothal gift. The Song family asked for 200 yuan, and Ma Xiu Lan immediately said she would give a dowry of 128 yuan and four quilts. The two families got along very well.
In this life, she accidentally saw the true colors of Zhao Youcai and Old Lady Wang, and knew in advance that Zhao Xingfeng was pregnant, so she became dissatisfied with this marriage.
I thought of spending money to get rid of Zhao Xingfeng and find someone else who is of equal status.
I didn't expect that Old Lady Wang would come to my house today.
He even dared to hang himself. He is very difficult to deal with, which shows that their family cannot get rid of him.
Song's father vented his anger on Song's mother: "It's all because of your sister's good matchmaking. If she wants to repay the Zhao family, she can just give money. Why does she have to involve our family?"
Song's mother also felt aggrieved: "I told my sister yesterday to persuade the Zhao family to accept the compensation and part ways amicably. I will go and ask her how to do things."
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