If there are grains, there are meats.
As the weather gradually warms up, fresh meat can't be stored for long, and the Ding family doesn't raise poultry or livestock, so what they send are all cured and smoked meats.
In the eyes of the villagers, these cured and smoked meats are far better than fresh meat!
Salt is so precious, and smoking takes so much time. Plus, this is a full 60 pounds of pure meat, enough to eat every few days until the New Year!
The Hu family is too generous.
Upon hearing about the 60 jin of meat, Zhang Chunhua pursed her lips, her previous smugness gone.
Zhang the Bald was initially excitedly watching the spectacle, but then he suddenly realized that since both of them were marrying off their daughters, why hadn't his son-in-law sent any betrothal gifts?
Yes, Fan Dazhu did contribute ten taels of silver, but that was only because he had a limp and would be a cripple from now on!
The rice, flour, and meat in front of him cost several taels of silver, so why did Fan Dazhu have nothing?
It's because Zhang the Bald is too easy to talk to that his son-in-law dares to disregard him!
“One bolt of fine begonia red, one bolt of pomegranate red, one bolt of light red, one bolt of cherry red…” Feng Dayan couldn’t help but swallow as she spoke of the fabrics.
Good heavens, she only realized today that there are so many colors of red.
Especially since these are all sold by the piece, it's unimaginable how happy it would be to wear new clothes every day.
Zhang Chunhua stared at the rows of brightly colored fabrics in front of her, her face dark and gloomy.
Then, as if remembering something, she reached out and touched the silk flower at her temple, a smile playing on her lips.
"A silver hairpin, a pair of silver earrings, and a pair of silver bracelets."
Feng Dayan could only sigh: Hu's parents are really willing to part with their future daughter-in-law.
Such wonderful in-laws! Only the old village chief and my own mother-in-law can compare to them in the whole village!
The villagers watching had their mouths agape wide enough to fit an egg.
In their village, having even one of these three types of jewelry would be considered very good; they are treasures that can be kept in a chest or passed down through generations. The Hu family actually gave them all at once.
Good heavens, she's not even married yet, and they're already giving her away as a betrothal gift? They should at least wait until she's married into the family and serves those two old folks well before deciding whether to give her anything.
In the past, apart from Aunt Li, weren't all the women in the village who had endured years of being daughters-in-law to become mothers-in-law like this?
The Hu family gave away all their wealth right away. How will they control their daughter-in-law later? One of the kind-hearted women thought to herself, "If the husband's family gave so much right away, they could even take care of their mother-in-law during her postpartum period!"
Zhang Chunhua angrily lowered her hand that was touching the silk flower, her dark, thin face so gloomy it looked like it could drip water.
Ding Heli and Qin Yilin knew a little about the Hu family's wealth.
They were much better off than the farmers in the village, but that was still compared to the villagers. During this period, they had to buy mountains and forests, land, bricks and tiles, and hire people to build houses. Even if they had some savings, it certainly wouldn't be much.
The valuables will be mentioned later; now that we've gotten to silver, there's definitely no more left. The two stood up, and Qin Yilin said with a smile, "Brother Hu, Sister-in-law Hu, you've given us too much!"
Ding Heli chimed in, "Yes, yes, that's too much!"
It takes so much effort and time to prepare so much meat, and the rice and flour are even more substantial, filling the container to the brim without any skimping.
Feng Dayan spoke first: "And there's more!"
Ding Heli and Qin Yilin stood there, stunned. What else?
The onlookers, young and old, were stunned. What else? They've already given out silver, what else could there be?
Zhang Chunhua muttered, "What else could it be? The betrothal gifts, of course. It's just eight taels of silver, but they have to put it last. They could have just mentioned it together with the silver jewelry."
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