Chapter 158 Two hundred yuan for the betrothal gift is more than enough!

Pray for...

Bai Wei thought the name sounded good.

But she also knew that Chen Fangling once said that Song Qinian's younger brother was a fool.

"The five hundred dollars your mother wants is related to your brother, right?"

Bai Wei had already guessed it by looking at Song Qinian's attitude.

"Yes."

Song Qinian responded softly, and then conveyed Shen Cuiyu's words to Bai Wei in detail.

He also told her about how Qi Fu had a high fever and became stupid.

"I owe you blessings for my whole life."

Bai Wei could also understand Song Qinian's guilt towards his brother.

Seeing Song Qinian lowering his eyes with his long eyelashes slightly fluttering, Bai Wei felt a little distressed and she stroked his face.

"Don't be sad. Since he owes us blessings, why don't we just let him live a happy life?"

Her hand gently stroked his cheek, and Song Qinian gently reached out and held Bai Wei's small hand.

"I don't know if the marriage my mother arranged for him will make him happy."

Bai Wei frowned, she was not sure whether Qi Fu would be happy, but as Chen Fangling's sister, she was destined to be unhappy.

The younger sister of the Chen family was married off to the Song family.

If you don’t give me money now, I will take her home by force.

In the eyes of the Chen family, she is not a person at all, she is just an object.

In Bai Wei's heart, the younger sister of the Chen family is the most pitiful person.

"Song Qinian, we'll give you the five hundred dollars!"

Bai Wei was determined in his thoughts and spoke silently.

Song Qinian was stunned and looked at Bai Wei in shock.

"Weiwei, do you mean...give money?"

Five hundred yuan is indeed not a small amount!

Song Qinian really didn't expect that Bai Wei agreed to give the money without even a moment's hesitation.

"Yes! We will give you the money! But there are conditions!"

Bai Wei looked at Song Qinian seriously, and the twinkling light in his eyes seemed very familiar to Song Qinian.

The last time she left Xiao Meng at home, there was also such a bright light in her eyes.

"What conditions?"

Song Qinian asked aloud, but Bai Wei held his hand and asked another question.

"Chen Fangling's little sister, do you know her?"

"Fangfang?"

Song Qinian frowned in thought. In his impression, Chen Fangfang was just a skinny, dark-skinned little girl.

Chen Fangfang and Chen Fangling look almost identical.

Chen Fangling looks like her mother, fair and petite, with a graceful figure and pretty appearance.

But her sister took after her father, with dark skin, not very tall, small and thin, and looked like she had no nutrition and would fall over if the wind blew.

Although she is the daughter of the village chief, whenever you see her, she is always working.

Either they were cutting grass for pigs, collecting firewood, or herding cattle.

"But she doesn't talk much, and it's hard to get people to notice her."

Song Qinian told everyone what he remembered about Chen Fangfang.

But he hadn't seen her for many years since he joined the army, so he didn't know what she was like now.

“Isn’t this Cinderella?”

Bai Wei muttered silently.

Song Qinian was stunned by her words, "What Cinderella?"

"Don't worry about that! We can give you 500 yuan, but you see. When I have a child in the future, someone will need to take care of it. I can't get along with your mother. So, let your brother and sister-in-law come to help us take care of the child, how about that?"

Bai smiled slightly and turned to look at Song Qinian.

She said that she wanted Chen Fangfang to help her look after the child, but Song Qinian understood what she meant.

"You want to help Chen Fangfang escape from the sea of ​​suffering, right?"

"No, I'm not that kind, I just need a babysitter. Five hundred bucks, it has to be worth it!"

Bai Wei tilted her head, turned around, and looked nonchalant.

However, Song Qinian knew that she was just hard on the outside but soft on the inside.

If they really couldn't give the bride price, the Chen family could still take Chen Fangfang home. But after this incident, there was no way Chen Fangfang could marry into a good family again.

"Even if you want a dowry, five hundred is too expensive! Two hundred is the limit!"

With Bai Wei's support, Song Qinian's heart slowly calmed down.

When he thought about it carefully, he felt that five hundred yuan was too high a price anyway.

Thinking about the sparkle in his mother's eyes when she mentioned the bride price, Song Qinian suddenly realized that his mother must have quoted a high price.

"Two hundred dollars, is that okay?"

Bai Wei asked.

Five hundred yuan was indeed a lot for them, after all, there was only a little over a hundred yuan in their savings account.

Even if it's two hundred dollars, I'm still short of money.

But Bai Wei is not worried about this. She has a way to earn the money back, and her mother-in-law can't escape the job of making money. If she wants money, she has to contribute.

"It has to work!"

Song Qinian's face darkened.

He cares about his younger brother, but that doesn't mean he can let the Chen family control him at will.

Two hundred yuan for the betrothal gift would be enough for the Chen family to have a daughter.