In a few years, we'll find Luo Chunyan a suitable partner. By then, one less person in the family will reduce expenses, and the bride price from the groom's family might even help support the family.
Life was endured slowly through such careful budgeting.
Yes, it all comes down to the word 'endure'. Most people in this era still live with this idea of 'enduring'.
Life will get better once our children are older; things should get better once we get through these next few years.
Ji Wanmei knew that Luo Chunyan, like her, didn't want to endure it.
Luo Chunyan thought for a moment and said, "Meimei, I can't make this decision on my own. I'll try to find a way to go back and discuss it with my parents, but don't get your hopes up too high. I don't think they'll agree."
Ji Wanmei patted her shoulder: "It's okay, I can help you persuade your aunt later."
As for Ji Wanmei herself, she was still very confident that she could persuade her father.
Ji Xingguo had worked at the Dongfang Factory for nearly twenty years and still had some savings.
That money was saved as a dowry for Ji Wanmei.
In her previous life, when Ji Wanmei and Yang Zhiping got married, Ji Xingguo gave Ji Wanmei a full 20,000 yuan as her dowry.
Keep in mind that this was in the early 1990s, and people with 10,000 yuan were very rare.
At that time, Ji Xingguo could be said to have given all his family's assets as dowry for his daughter.
But later, the money was swindled away by the heartless Yang Zhiping.
Thinking of this, Ji Wanmei felt another surge of indescribable hatred.
That bastard Yang Zhiping, she'll never let him get away with this!
Sometimes it's just that mysterious; whatever you say comes true.
Ji Wanmei had just cursed Yang Zhiping in her heart when she and Luo Chunyan turned around at the street corner ahead and saw Yang Zhiping, who was wearing glasses, walking out of a watch repair shop.
Yang Zhiping was a little surprised to see Ji Wanmei and Luo Chunyan standing on the side of the street.
He never expected to see Ji Wanmei here.
Moreover, Ji Wanmei today looks even prettier than the Ji Wanmei I saw on the day of our blind date.
She wore a white shirt and black trousers, with a slender and graceful figure. On her feet were a pair of elegant black leather shoes with Chinese knot buttons. The trousers cinched her waist so tightly that it could be encircled with one hand, and her buttocks were pert. A red printed silk scarf was tied around the collar of her shirt, and two buttons on the collar were undone, revealing the graceful curves of her chest.
This outfit made her skin look even fairer and rosier, as smooth and supple as a freshly peeled egg, and her eyebrows and eyes were delicate and beautiful.
With her long, dark blue braid draped over her shoulder, she stood gracefully upright. Just a cold glance in his direction was enough to make Yang Zhiping feel weak in the knees and his breathing quicken.
Factory Director Ji's daughter is truly a beauty that comes out in a million.
At only eighteen years old, she has already blossomed into such a beautiful and charming woman.
If she grows up in two more years, when she's in full bloom, countless men will fall at her feet.
Yang Zhiping subtly glanced at Ji Wanmei, then, adopting a refined and gentlemanly demeanor, walked over and said with a smile, "Wanmei, what a coincidence, you two... are out shopping?"
Ji Wanmei's expression was indifferent, and she ignored him.
Luo Chunyan, who was standing nearby, greeted Yang Zhiping, "Brother Yang, you've come to the county too?"
They were all kids from the workers' compound, and they all knew each other.
Moreover, the sons and daughters of factory directors and deputy directors like Yang Zhiping and Ji Wanmei are usually the kind of "other people's children" that parents talk about.
Yang Zhiping was a few years older than them and had gone to university a few years earlier. The parents in the compound all said he was promising, and Luo Chunyan heard his name the most.
"Oh, yes, my watch broke. I brought it in to be repaired a couple of days ago, and I'm here to pick it up today." As Yang Zhiping spoke, his eyes only casually glanced at Luo Chunyan, who had an average appearance, and stared at Ji Wanmei.
Ji Wanmei, her face cold, tugged at Luo Chunyan: "Chunyan, let's go."
Luo Chunyan didn't know what had happened between Ji Wanmei and Yang Zhiping, but she could sense that Meimei didn't seem to like Yang Zhiping very much.
Just as the two were about to turn and leave, Yang Zhiping called them back.
How could he let such a good opportunity slip by? He pushed up his glasses and said with a smile, "Sister Wanmei, it's almost noon. How about I treat you to lunch?"
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