Chen Zhou is far better than the previous tenants, Song Guomin and his wife.
Chen Zhou: "We can always find the right one."
Uncle Sun: "Hey, this little bit of money a month isn't important."
Uncle Sun retired a few years ago. His son is filial and, although he doesn't live with him, he gives Uncle Sun money every month.
Two years ago, when Song Yangmin and Qian Yu'an got married, the Song family gave them a dowry of 800 yuan. When the eldest son and his wife got married, they gave Liu Aimei a dowry of 700 yuan.
When it was the third and fifth sons' turn to be distributed, Xu Guiying planned to give them 700, the same as the eldest son.
Consider 700 yuan as start-up capital for a small family.
In mid-May, Xu Guiying and Song Xinfu came to see Song Jianmin and asked him to call Chen Zhou over.
Both young men wore expressions of tension.
"Mom and Dad, what's up?"
Song Xinfu: "Let your mother say it."
Xu Guiying glanced at the two of them and slowly spoke:
“Our family fully supports your marriage. The dowry we gave to Lao Wu is the same as the one we gave to his older brother. Even though you don’t live together, you should live a good life together.”
“Especially you, Song Jianmin, you’re not getting any younger. You need to be more sensible in your actions. Don’t just do things haphazardly and without thinking things through.”
Song Jianmin touched his nose. "Mom, I understand."
Xu Guiying took an envelope out of her bag and handed it to Chen Zhou.
"Living a good life is better than anything else."
Chen Zhou's eyes reddened. "Thank you, Aunt Xu and Uncle Song."
Xu Guiying and her companion did not stay long before returning home.
As soon as everyone left, Chen Zhou couldn't hold back her tears.
Song Jianmin was startled. "Why are you crying?"
Chen Zhou glared at Song Jianmin, "You were a real scoundrel before!"
Song Jianmin: "??? No???"
Chen Zhou's parents were incredibly unreasonable, which only highlighted how good the Song family elders were. And look at Song Jianmin, how much trouble did he have to cause before he was kicked out of the house?
The two young men counted the money in the envelope.
The total is seven hundred yuan.
Chen Zhou's eyes widened. "So many!"
Song Jianmin raised his voice, "When we didn't have that much money in the past, this was the amount we gave to Song Guomin and Liu Aimei."
"Chen Zhou, you can't think of me like that. Think about it, compared to the boss, I'm good enough."
Chen Zhou glared at him again and pinched Song Jianmin's ear.
"Have you no shame? You don't compare the good, you compare the bad!"
Song Jianmin quickly begged for forgiveness, "It was just a joke, just a joke."
Chen Zhou released his grip and couldn't help but let out a cold snort.
Song Jianmin grinned and said, "Let's go look at furniture."
The bed and wardrobe have already been ordered, but the table and cabinets in the main room haven't been ordered yet.
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