Chapter 152 Financial power must be handed over

"What is this?"

Jiang Meiyue looked at the box in her hand, very confused.

“This is our family’s current savings.”

Feng Yujun sat down next to her, motioning her to open the box and look inside, while explaining to her, "I told my grandparents before that I would give them a little betrothal gift, but they refused, so I didn't give any more."

In the words of the old couple, the bride price is not important, as long as he treats his granddaughter well after marriage.

No matter whether it was the eldest, the second, the third or the fourth child in the future, the old couple of the Jiang family had never thought of relying on them to earn the bride price.

To the old couple, the amount of money is not important; they just want their granddaughter to be happy.

If my granddaughter can be happy, it doesn't matter even if the other party is a farmer who works hard in the fields.

They will also treat each other as guests of honor.

On the contrary, if the other party cannot bring happiness to their granddaughters and treats them harshly, then no matter how much the other party offers as a betrothal gift, they will not be willing to marry her.

Since the old man loves his granddaughter so much, Feng Yujun would naturally not say that he would not give her a penny.

He kept the betrothal money he wanted to give to the old couple and put it in a box, waiting to give it to Jiang Meiyue along with the family savings on the wedding day.

"I originally planned to give you 3,600 yuan as a betrothal gift, but grandpa and grandma didn't want it, so I left it to my wife. This is your private money, you can use it as you like."

According to Feng Yujun's idea, they would look at various festivals in the future and find ways to give the two old people some money.

It can be considered as making up for the betrothal money.

Jiang Meiyue thought this method was good.

"My brother-in-law and his family are the same."

If you give too much at one time, grandpa and grandma won’t want it.

If you give them a few dozen or a hundred yuan every ten days or half a month, grandpa and grandma will not refuse.

After talking about the betrothal gift, he started talking about the passbook and the other two thousand yuan.

"Most of my money is invested in my business. The 2,000 yuan in cash and the 20,000 yuan in the passbook are also for my wife."

Still let her do whatever she wants.

"From now on, I will give my wife another thousand yuan per month for household expenses." Feng Yujun spoke again.

It’s not that I’m unwilling to give her more money, but the current business is still going on and there are many places that need to spend money.

The cash he can control in a month is probably only around one thousand yuan.

When the time comes, he will not keep it, but give it all to his daughter-in-law.

Jiang Meiyue didn't expect that he would give her so much money right after they got married. He also said he would give her 1,000 yuan a month.

She was startled.

"No, no, I don't need that much money."

What kind of life would it be like to have a household allowance of 1,000 yuan a month? Jiang Meiyue just thought about it and felt that such a life was completely unimaginable.

Another very important point is that when she was married to the old Hu family, not only was she not in charge of the family's finances, even when she wanted to buy some toilet paper during her menstrual period every month, she had to ask old Mrs. Hu for money.

Hu Wenguan also made money, but he never thought of giving it to her.

Every time he made money, he would keep two dollars for himself to buy wine and give the rest to Mrs. Hu.

I never thought that he already had a wife and a daughter...

I used to think Hu Wenguang was filial, but later I thought that he just didn't love her and his daughter...

"Wife? What's wrong?"

Jiang Meiyue was absorbed in her thoughts. Feng Yujun noticed that her eyes were red. He immediately asked her with concern if she was feeling unwell.

Otherwise, why would your eyes be red?

Jiang Meiyue came back to her senses and looked at Feng Yujun, feeling very touched. "It's okay, thank you..."

"Silly girl, we are husband and wife. Do we need to thank each other? Isn't that too strange?"

Jiang Meiyue was even more moved.

I had felt a little shy, timid and nervous, but at this moment, all of them seemed to have disappeared.

All that's left is emotion.

Feng Yujun noticed the change in his wife's mood. The smile on his face became more gentle, and he gently held her hand. "Wife, can we take a break?"

"Um……"

For newly married couples, rest is certainly not just a simple rest.

After her clothes were taken off, Jiang Meiyue still felt a little uncomfortable.

She was not flawless. On the contrary, she had several scars on her body because she had been injured many times when she worked for Old Hu's family.

Even though many years have passed and the scar has faded a lot, it is still visible.

Jiang Meiyue blocked it shyly, not wanting Feng Yujun to see it.

But Feng Yujun had seen through her thoughts long ago. His kisses gently fell on her shoulders, waist, and the wounds beside her chest, comforting her with the most gentle power in the world.

"Wife, you are so beautiful."

Jiang Meiyue, who was already shy, was now so embarrassed that her toes curled up. She turned her face away, not daring to look him in the eye.

"Don't look."

"I don't look good."

"Nonsense." Feng Yujun gently scolded her, "My wife is the most beautiful girl in the world. If anyone dares to say that my wife is not pretty, I will be angry with him."

Jiang Meiyue was stunned for a moment, but soon relaxed completely.

Feng Yujun stopped talking and used his actions to prove her position in his heart.

The weather in February seems to be getting warmer, but it is still cold sometimes.

Like today, the sun was shining brightly in the morning, but in the afternoon, the weather became cloudy.

A light rain came down without anyone noticing, and the weather became a little cooler. Whether people were sleeping or outside, they all had to put on more clothes and quilts.

Jiang Mingyue stood at the door of Mingyue Restaurant, looking at the drizzle outside. She frowned slightly, "Why is it raining out of nowhere?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Gu Dongqing came to pick her up.

He drove the motorcycle he bought last month and came over from a distance, honking his horn.

He stopped at the door of the restaurant, took off his hat, and grabbed a handful of his hair with a wicked smile.

He raised his eyebrows at her and spoke in a rude tone.

"Comrade Jiang Mingyue, I wonder if I have the honor to pick you up after get off work?"

Jiang Mingyue answered bluntly, "No."

She refused to perform with him.

Gu Dongqing chuckled, jumped off the motorcycle, took out his hat and put it on her, then opened the umbrella beside him.

"Wife, let's go home."

Jiang Mingyue glanced at him and asked, "Who is your wife? Isn't she gay?"

"Well, a comrade who is rolling in the same quilt."

Gu Dongqing leaned close to her ear and, taking advantage of the fact that no one was around, gave her a quick kiss on the cheek.

Jiang Mingyue was so frightened that her face turned pale. She immediately raised her head and looked around. She was relieved when she found that no one was looking at her.

"Don't do anything on the street."

"I didn't move my hands or my feet, I just moved my mouth."

Gu Dongqing's gangster nature is revealed.

Jiang Mingyue...

He hit him on the shoulder in annoyance, turned around to talk to the employees in the store, and then sat on the motorcycle.

Gu Dongqing got on the car and turned to ask, "Comrade leader, where are we going now?"

He's here again.

Jiang Mingyue glared at him unhappily.

"Target, the vegetable market!"

The rain in the afternoon made her want to eat hot pot.

Xinyue happened to be at home, so we just had a hotpot meal.

"Yes, leader, please take a seat, we are about to set off!"