"Is the mortgage pressure too much lately?" Xiang's mother knew what her daughter was thinking as soon as she guessed. She took out a card from her pocket, put it in Xiang Zhilan's hand, and said, "Take this out to pay first. If it's not enough, come and talk to me."
Xiang Zhilan quickly pushed the card back, refusing, "How can this be? You've already helped me with part of the down payment. You should keep this money for your retirement."
"Nonsense! We're relying on you for our old age. What good is this little bit of money?" Xiang's mother said deliberately, not giving Xiang Zhilan any room to refuse: "Don't you want to take care of us old folks after you get married?"
"Absolutely not." Xiang Zhilan knew her mother's intention, but she still stuffed the card back and said, "You can keep this money for travel or to buy things, but I can't take it."
“Your father and I are getting old, we can’t afford to spend that much. This money is the dowry we’ve been saving for you, it should be yours anyway.” Xiang’s mother pushed it back again and said sternly, “Unless you disown us, this dowry is definitely going to be paid.”
Xiang Zhilan held the card, tears welling up in her eyes, and bit her lip.
She is truly luckier than many people. Some families fight tooth and nail over inheritance, but she was adopted and received all of her parents' love.
"Actually, that house will be empty in the future, so I can sell it." Xiang Zhilan has been having trouble finding a job recently and has been thinking about this, but she really likes the house so much that she hasn't been able to part with it.
"Silly girl, what nonsense are you talking about? Although I believe Mu Zhi will treat you well after marriage, a woman still needs to have some security. This home is certainly a way for you to always go back, but isn't it more reassuring to have your own house?" Xiang's mother held Xiang Zhilan's hand and patted it gently, comforting her, "Besides, you like that house so much, you've spent so much effort on the renovation and furniture, how could you bear to part with it? In short, your father and I will always stand by your side, you don't need to worry about these things."
Xiang Zhilan hugged her mother, resting her head on her shoulder, "Mom..."
"Why are you still acting like a child?" Xiang's mother patted Xiang Zhilan.
Xiang Zhilan felt particularly at ease smelling her mother's sweet fragrance, and her anxiety about not being able to find a job was gradually soothed.
She knew that Shen Muzhi would not mistreat her in this regard; he had even given her a black card. However, she did not want to become a woman who depended on him for survival. She only used that black card to buy gifts for his family, and she would not spend a single penny on herself.
Her mother knew about this and supported her in doing so, believing that a woman needs to be financially independent to have more say in front of her husband.
"Alright, alright, you're always being so sweet." Xiang Ma pushed Zhi Lan out of her arms, stuffed the card into her pocket, and said with a smile, "Keep your dowry safe, there won't be a second one."
"Thank you, Mom." Xiang Zhilan hugged her mother's neck again, rubbing her cheek against hers.
"Drink your soup quickly." Xiang's mother handed the bowl back to Xiang Zhilan, watching her finish the soup. "Okay, you can rest now. I'll call you when dinner is ready."
Xiang Zhilan nodded and watched her mother leave.
Little did she know that as soon as Xiang Ma opened the door, she saw Shen Muzhi standing outside.
When Xiang Zhilan saw him, she paused for a moment, then awkwardly turned her head away, as if she didn't want to see him.
Xiang Ma gave Shen Muzhi a wink, signaling him to coax him a little, and then took the bowl and went out.
Shen Muzhi stood at the door, looking at Xiang Zhilan lying on the bed. Seeing that her eyes were a little red, he quickly went inside.
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