Chapter 521 If You Are Well, It Will Be a Sunny Day
"Grandma, let me take care of this!" Lu Jingyou came back just to discuss the betrothal gift. "Actually, the betrothal gift is the man's feelings and attitude towards the woman, and it can't be measured entirely by money."
"Yes, but you'd better ask Jiaojiao's mother what she thinks." Mrs. Lu was very serious about the betrothal gift. "After all, we're going to their hometown to get engaged. Let's see how much they want. A little more is fine, as long as it's not too little. If you don't feel comfortable asking, I'll ask Song Xiangyun to ask."
It’s not that she is reluctant.
Moreover, Jiahe Group is currently in the process of liquidating its debts, and Mr. Lu has sold all the company buildings, so they really can't come up with much.
But the 10,010 mentioned by Lin Manli was indeed too little. A lean camel is bigger than a horse. As long as the amount is not too exaggerated, they can afford it.
"No, I can go by myself." Lu Jingyou went back to his room and changed his clothes. Just as he was about to leave, Mrs. Lu called him back and handed him a note. "This is Dr. Tan's address. Dr. Tan is a veteran Chinese medicine practitioner. Take Jiao Jiao to see if she has insomnia symptoms and let her try some Chinese medicine."
"Okay, I'll take her there." Lu Jingyou agreed and put the note in his pocket.
"You have to take it seriously, don't be perfunctory." Seeing that Lu Jingyou was answering absentmindedly, Mrs. Lu warned him, "Poor sleep is very harmful to your health. You still have half a year before your wedding, you have to quickly take care of Jiaojiao's health."
"I understand." Lu Jingyou understood. He knew his grandmother's thoughts best. She was looking forward to holding her great-grandson!
As soon as Lu Jingyou left, Song Xiangyun came. Old Mrs. Lu told her about the betrothal gift. Song Xiangyun smiled and said, "What a coincidence! I just came back from Jinyuan. Jiaojiao's mother said she doesn't want a betrothal gift. As long as we treat Jiaojiao well, that's all."
"That's what we say, but we can't really not give it." Mrs. Lu was a sensible person. "We can't be careless about such an important matter and give others any reason to talk. We must give the betrothal gift. Now we just need to discuss how much to give."
"There's no standard for this." Song Xiangyun knew what the old lady was thinking and expressed her opinion. "I think there's no need to worry about how much to give. Instead, it's about how much you can give at most."
"That's true." Old Mrs. Lu felt that she shouldn't leave this matter to Lu Jingyou, but should let Lu Jiahe pay the betrothal money. If he doesn't take it when his son gets married, who will?
Lu Jiahe came over right after receiving the call. When he heard the old lady say that they were not paying attention to Lu Jingyou's marriage, he was overwhelmed: "Mom, we said we would give you three golds, 10,010 yuan, and you thought it was too little. How can it be that we are not paying attention?"
"Not only are you not paying attention, but you're also insincere." Old Mrs. Lu looked at him unhappily. "Lin Manli only has one friend who offered 10,010 yuan. Why doesn't she talk about her friends who offered 100,000 or 200,000 yuan?"
Lu Jiahe fell silent.
"I finally understand. You two are not in a hurry to get married. If you are not in a hurry, then you don't have to come back. Jingyou's affairs will have nothing to do with you in the future." Mrs. Lu was angry. "Ten thousand and one, how can you have the nerve to say that?"
"Mom, how am I not anxious?" Lu Jiahe was very dissatisfied. "I paid for Jingyou's wedding house in the suburbs of Beijing. If I wasn't anxious, why would I give him money?"
"He's your son. If you don't give him your money, who else should you give it to?" Mrs. Lu glared at Lu Jiahe when she saw him mention the one million he had offered. "I'm talking about the betrothal gift now, don't bring up the house. How much can you take?"
"Mom, we really don't have any money now." Lu Jiahe spread his hands. He didn't understand which side the old lady was on. She was making trouble with him for the betrothal gift...
"If you don't have money, find a way." Mrs. Lu didn't believe he didn't have money, and said seriously, "Jingyou's engagement gift is 100,000 yuan, you pay for it, and we'll pay for the wedding banquet."
"One hundred thousand?" Lu Jiahe was surprised. "Mom, how can you get such a high betrothal gift these days?"
"Jiahe, you know the company is going through liquidation these days. You think the company's debts have nothing to do with you, so you turn a blind eye." In front of Song Xiangyun, Mrs. Lu said bluntly, "It's true that none of these debts were directly caused by you, but ask yourself, over the years, which of your businesses wasn't established by leveraging the reputation of the Jiahe Group?"
"Mom, what do these things have to do with the betrothal gift?" Lu Jiahe didn't understand why the old lady told him this.
"I just want to tell you that you have parents above you and children below you, so you can't just take care of yourself." Mrs. Lu looked at him indifferently, "You can ignore the company's affairs, but you can't ignore your son's affairs. You will understand in the future that the 100,000 yuan you gave is not too much."
Lu Jiahe: “…”
Su Jiaojiao had just fallen asleep when she heard someone pushing the door and walking in. She thought it was Chen Guilan, so she turned over and continued to sleep.
She has been working on design at home these two days and has not gone out. She wakes up and goes to sleep every day.
After finishing the autumn and winter styles, her task for this year is completed.
Next year's design task will be given to Marco Bo. He can't just focus on his poetry and distant places, he also has to take care of the company's daily necessities.
The bed beside her sank, and Lu Jingyou hugged her from behind: "Didn't you hear me calling you?"
Su Jiaojiao opened her eyes drowsily, turned around and saw Lu Jingyou, a little surprised: "Why are you back?"
"I missed you. I came back to see you." Lu Jingyou bent down and kissed her. "How have you slept recently?"
"Not bad." Su Jiaojiao leaned into his arms, "Much better than before."
"Grandma asked me to take you to see a Chinese doctor." Lu Jingyou took out a note from his pocket and showed it to her, "Let's go this afternoon."
"I don't want to drink Chinese medicine. It's too bitter." Su Jiaojiao took a look and shook her head. "I think I'm fine now. It won't affect my work."
Chen Guilan recorded her sleep time every day, which made both of them nervous.
Don't pay too much attention to everything. If you pay too much attention, you will become more nervous.
"As long as it doesn't affect work?" Lu Jingyou was amused by her. "Are you so low on sleep now?"
"Then what else do you want me to do?" Su Jiaojiao was completely awake. She buried her head in his arms and put her arms around his waist. "Don't stare at me sleeping all day. I've adapted to this pace of life now. If you still treat me like a patient, I'll feel stressed."
"I don't treat you as a patient. I just want you to recover as soon as possible." Lu Jingyou turned over and pressed her under him, reaching out to stroke her hair and said softly, "As long as you are well, I will be sunny."
There was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and Chen Guilan knocked on the door: "It's time for dinner."
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