Chapter 509 Being Mocked



Based on this consideration, he felt there was no need to buy items like a sewing machine and a radio.

Besides, Song Jiaojiao doesn't know how to sew clothes at all. Is she going to buy a sewing machine just to leave it at home as a decoration?

As for the radio, he thought it was just so-so, and they had to go to work, and when they came back they were so tired they just wanted to lie down and rest. Who had time to turn on the radio and listen to programs?

He explained his reasons very clearly, so why didn't Song Jiaojiao understand?

Zhao Yuzhou felt frustrated, but no matter how frustrated he felt, he didn't take it out on Song Jiaojiao.

Using the watch coupons I brought from home when I went to the countryside, plus a little over a hundred yuan, I bought the other person a high-end watch, saying I'd buy the bicycle later.

This turnaround wasn't too long ago; it happened when his family learned about his marriage and sent him money and tickets, which he used to buy the items.

Can't Song Jiaojiao even wait a few days, or at most half a month?

Composing himself, Zhao Yuzhou tried his best to reassure Song Jiaojiao: "I told you I would buy you the coat. As for the sewing machine and radio from the 'three turns and one sound' set, I explained why I wouldn't buy them for you. I already bought you the watch today."

"Once my family sends the money, we'll go to the county town to buy a bicycle. Is it really necessary for you to get so angry over something so small? If you get sick from this, you'll be the one who suffers. Of course, it'll hurt me to see you like this."

I don't want to hear what you're saying!

Song Jiaojiao stared straight at Zhao Yuzhou: "I must have 1,001 yuan as the bride price. There's no reason why Zheng Qiuwen is one in a thousand in Chen Dongze's family's eyes, but I'm not in your family's eyes!"

Thinking about the life she lived in her previous life, she never cared about a few hundred or thousand dollars, let alone tens or hundreds of thousands.

The most crucial point is that she never lacks money. She swipes her card whenever she goes out, without ever caring how much she spends at a time.

Unlike now, I can't even afford a few hundred yuan in my pocket, and the man I married is a penniless wretch!

Hmph! Even if his family's conditions were considered good in this era, compared to her situation before she transmigrated to this world, it was like the difference between an ant and an elephant.

As Song Jiaojiao's thoughts drifted to this point, she grew increasingly disdainful of Zhao Yuzhou. This was what she thought in her heart, and it was also evident in her eyes. Zhao Yuzhou, whose gaze met hers, naturally saw it clearly.

For a moment, he felt a pang of pain in his heart, but he didn't utter a word of complaint to Song Jiaojiao. He said, "Okay, I'll talk to my family and we'll increase the bride price for you."

"Then go to the town post office now and make a phone call or send a telegram!"

Song Jiaojiao urged.

"Is tomorrow morning okay?"

Zhao Yuzhou asked Song Jiaojiao in a conciliatory tone, but Song Jiaojiao glared at him and said, "No, you have to go now!"

Not wanting to be watched any longer, Zhao Yuzhou could only nod: "Okay, I'll leave now."

Watching Zhao Yuzhou's figure disappear outside the gate of the educated youth compound, Song Jiaojiao coldly surveyed the educated youth watching the commotion in the courtyard: "What are you looking at? What's so interesting? Haven't you ever seen people bickering before?! You're so ignorant! If anyone didn't know better, they'd think you were all uncultured bumpkins!"

Who are you calling a bumpkin?

He Xiaomiao was not one to take things lying down, or rather, she never suffered a loss. Upon hearing what Song Jiaojiao said, her face immediately darkened, and she went against Song Jiaojiao.

"Want to know? I'm not telling you!"

Song Jiaojiao rolled her eyes.

He Xiaomiao sneered: "When it comes to country bumpkins, who in our educated youth compound doesn't know your background, Song Jiaojiao? And you still have the nerve to laugh at us? Even if we are the country bumpkins you're talking about..."

Are we inferior to others? Are all country folk inferior? Or are you, Song Jiaojiao, a wicked capitalist, looking down on the poor from the bottom of your heart?

"That's right, Song Jiaojiao, who do you think you are, looking down on poor people? If you ask me, with your kind of thinking, you should really be sent to a farm for reform by the relevant departments!"

Some of the female educated youth began to speak up for He Xiaomiao and launched an attack on Song Jiaojiao.

"Luo Lili, you're the one who should be sent for re-education!"

Song Jiaojiao gritted her teeth, wishing she could tear apart the female educated youth who was helping He Xiaomiao confront her.

"I support what Luo Lili said!"

Another female educated youth spoke up.

"Song Jiaojiao, now that I think about it, I think you, Yuan Xiaoya, are far more despicable. Yuan Xiaoya used to look down on people because of her privileged family background, but you, your family background is probably just average, where do you get the audacity to look down on us and country folk?"

"Even though Zhao Yuzhou treats her so well, she's still not satisfied. She doesn't give Zhao Yuzhou any face over a coat, and her complaints keep coming one after another. With such poor manners, I don't know what Zhao Yuzhou likes about her."

"Who knows? After all, as the saying goes, everyone has their own taste. Maybe Zhao Yuzhou just likes Song Jiaojiao's type!"

"By the way, she even compared herself to Zheng Qiuwen, which is absolutely hilarious. Putting aside Zheng Qiuwen's family background, Zheng Qiuwen herself is not only much prettier than that person, but she also speaks gently and has a good temper."

The elders in Chen Dongze's family were able to offer a dowry of 1001 yuan because they knew Zheng Qiuwen was a good person. Unlike some people who are completely overestimating themselves, complaining that a dowry of 500 yuan is too little, and insisting on making a ridiculous attempt to imitate her.

If I were her, I'd want to disappear into a crack in the ground to avoid being utterly humiliated and becoming the laughingstock of everyone around me!

...

Hearing the words attacking her, Song Jiaojiao's eyes blazed with fury. She said angrily, "Zhao Yuzhou is my husband now. What's wrong with me saying a few words to him?"

Why are you all meddling in my business?! I think my bride price is too low, so why can't I compare it to Zheng Qiuwen's? Does she think she's superior and I'm inferior, therefore I deserve a lower bride price than her?

He Xiaomiao laughed out loud: "Song Jiaojiao, haven't you heard the saying 'comparing people will only lead to death, and comparing goods will only lead to throwing them away'? Isn't it better to be yourself? Why do you have to compare yourself to Zheng Qiuwen?"

Are you out of your mind? Zheng Qiuwen married Chen Dongze, and you married Zhao Yuzhou. As for the bride price, although the woman can set her own price...

But we also need to consider whether the man's family can afford it. Besides, one should be content. If Zhao Yuzhou hadn't been blind to your worth, with your looks and character, I reckon you'd probably never get married in your life!

"If you're capable of getting married, why haven't I seen anyone marry you?"

Song Jiaojiao scoffed: "No, it's that no man likes you at all. After all, a skinny girl like you with a flat chest is not someone any man with eyes would be interested in!"

He Xiaomiao was stunned. When she came to her senses, she took off running towards Song Jiaojiao.

She could tolerate being mocked for her skin color, but the shameless slut even went so far as to ridicule her figure, especially her breasts, without any regard for the presence of male educated youths present. She trampled on her dignity and deserved to die!

"Song Jiaojiao, I'll fight you to the death!"

Upon reaching Song Jiaojiao, He Xiaomiao reached out to scratch her face, but Song Jiaojiao reacted quickly, dodging the attack. She then turned and ran out of the educated youth compound, heading towards the village while shouting:

"He Xiaomiao has gone mad! Help! He Xiaomiao is trying to kill me! Captain, help me!"

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