The aunt and sister-in-law were being affectionate in the room, and Chen Wei outside the room felt a little green for some reason.
Well, it may be because my mother’s cooking mostly consists of vegetarian dishes.
If Chen Ma knew what he was thinking, she would definitely spit in his face: Ten dishes on the table, three meat dishes, six vegetable dishes and one soup, what else do you want?
Who entertains guests so luxuriously?
While green is indeed the dominant color...
Summer is here, and vegetables are harvested one after another. They are cheap and delicious. I only buy a pound or half a pound of meat and vegetables when I have guests.
The Ming family did not come empty-handed. Since it was a wedding, the more gifts you give, the better.
Mingsen, dressed up, smiled and put down the bamboo basket as soon as he entered the door. "Auntie, these are dried bamboo shoots and bracken that we dried at home. They can be eaten after they are soaked."
Aunt Chen declined a few words.
Mingsen didn't let the words drop: "We are about to become a family. Please accept these worthless dried vegetables. Thank you, Auntie, for raising Sanni for twenty years."
Mother Chen felt a pang of sadness when she heard this. She was worried that her daughter would not get married, but when it came time to discuss marriage, she felt that it would be better if her daughter could get married later.
Fortunately, she had experienced Chen Dani's marriage, and Chen Wei was about to marry a wife, so she quickly cheered up and asked everyone to sit down.
"Go call your third sister and wife out. The guests have arrived and it's time to eat." Aunt Chen turned her head and whispered to Chen Wei beside her.
Chen Wei got up and knocked on his third sister's door.
After knocking twice, I saw Chen Sanni and his wife coming out hand in hand, looking like one person.
He was puzzled. Are the relationship between the aunt and the sister-in-law so good? He didn't think it was like that.
Chen Sanni remembered Xiang Meimei's words and greeted the Ming family when she sat down. Then she lowered her head, pretending to be shy and didn't say anything.
Xiang Meimei followed her lead and suddenly felt that the matchmaker looked familiar: "Who is this?"
Mingsen didn't know who Xiang Meimei was and didn't know how to respond for a moment.
Mother Chen quickly introduced, "This is Xiang Meimei, from the steel plant's publicity department. She's my son Chen Wei's fiancée. We're getting married on the 26th of this year."
The matchmaker immediately realized: "It turns out to be my sister-in-law. Hello, I am the matchmaker of the Ming family and Mingsen's aunt. You can just call me Aunt Ming."
Xiang Meimei smiled and said, "Hello, Aunt Ming, do you have a younger sister who works at the counter on the third floor of the department store?"
Aunt Ming was surprised: "Yes, yes, Ming Erni is my biological sister, how did you know about my sister-in-law?"
"What a coincidence! My eldest brother, Xiang Liguo, married your sister's youngest daughter, Wang Chunting. I noticed you look a bit like Aunt Ming, and upon asking, you're actually a relative."
Aunt Ming smiled sincerely when she heard this: "What a coincidence, indeed, we are relatives after all these twists and turns. What a pretty girl, and the marriage she's going to get is also with a good family."
The two exchanged a few pleasantries and the atmosphere became lively.
Mingda Niang was indeed a matchmaker, and her words were flattering. Chen Ma smiled and accepted a few compliments. While letting everyone eat, she got to the point: "How are you thinking about the conditions I mentioned to you a few days ago?"
The 300 yuan betrothal gift was proposed by the man, and Chen Ma just added a bicycle ticket.
In fact, as a temporary worker, Chen Sanni's general dowry is 150 yuan, but Mingsen is getting married for the second time, so naturally he has to pay a price to find a girl who is getting married for the first time.
Mingsen is only in his early twenties and has no children. He cannot accept that his wife is a remarried woman with a child. It is impossible for him to find an unmarried girl at the market price.
Of course, he didn't quote 300 yuan right away, but negotiated the price with the Chen family bit by bit.
Mingsen glanced at the matchmaker and said with embarrassment, "Auntie, we're short on tickets at home, and we can't find a bicycle ticket right now. Can we exchange it for thirty feet of cloth tickets?"
This is what I meant. There is a steel plant right here in the county, and most of the bicycle parts are produced by the steel plant. It is easy to get a ticket if you pay a little attention.
I just think it's too expensive.
A bicycle ticket is already being sold for 60 yuan in the pigeon market. How much is a 30-foot cloth ticket? Not even half the price of a bicycle ticket!
Chen Ma knew that marriage meant bargaining, but she still looked angry: "You came to propose marriage, but you don't even have my conditions. How can this be possible?"
Those who are willing to come and propose marriage will have prepared the mother-in-law's requirements first, and at most add some additional small conditions. Why is it that marriage proposals are no longer so particular now?
As soon as she got angry, the matchmaker, Aunt Ming, immediately tried to comfort her with kind words.
Mingsen had no choice. He was the third of four sons in the family. The daughter-in-law mentioned earlier was arranged by the family. Unfortunately, she died during childbirth.
His wife is dead. Can he still go to his mother-in-law's house to get the betrothal gift back?
Now let’s talk about the second one. My family is unwilling to support me. After all, my fourth brother just got married not long ago and the family’s savings are empty.
He borrowed everything he could from the surrounding area, and the 300 yuan and 30 feet of cloth coupons were scraped together from various sources, and he had to pay off the debt in the next few years.
Seeing her nephew's embarrassed face, Aunt Ming knew that this was his sincerity, so she had to signal Mingsen's mother with her eyes.
The process of marrying a daughter-in-law has come to the stage of proposing, and only the finishing touch is left. Is the mother really so stingy?
Mingsen's mother sighed inwardly. What could she do? Even if San'er was not valued, he was still her own son. She could only say:
"Well, let's find a way to get a bicycle ticket, 300 yuan as a betrothal gift, and 30 feet of cloth coupons to make Sanni some beautiful clothes as a dowry. Is that okay?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the cold atmosphere finally turned around.
Although Mingsen's mother seemed reluctant in her words, at least she agreed. Only at this stage of the marriage could it be said that she had passed the mother-in-law's test.
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