Chapter 75 Bride Gift
Lu Yanzhi called his mother-in-law for help, and Mother Zhou said that it would be enough to just let the young couple go home.
Zhou Qingti was a little surprised to see so many gift boxes when he got home. "Are these the things for the wedding? Why are there so many?"
"This isn't," Lu Yanzhi said, standing behind her. "It's a betrothal gift."
Zhou Qingti clicked her tongue. It was her first marriage and she had no experience. Did the betrothal gifts need to be packed in so many boxes?
Some were curious: "What's in here? Cigarettes, alcohol, tea? Hardware?"
"Open it and take a look."
Zhou Qingti casually opened the red suitcase closest to him, thinking it might contain pastries or something, but the moment he opened it, he saw RMB wrapped in red gift ribbons.
A box of bright red RMB, the second box, the third box... the eleventh box was all of them.
Zhou Qingti looked at the bright red RMB in astonishment. Although she had deposited 30 million in the card, that string of numbers was not as eye-catching as boxes of real money.
Lu Yanzhi coughed and said, "This is the gift money. I don't know how much to prepare, so I just made a promise: one hundred thousand per box, eleven boxes."
One in a million.
Zhou Qingti closed the box, like an explorer who had discovered treasure: "Is the door closed? And draw the curtains."
Lu Yanzhi found it funny, but still followed her instructions and closed the curtains.
Zhou Qingti then opened the boxes, one box after another, all filled with gold jewelry, nine necklaces, nine bracelets, nine rings, nine pairs of earrings, and nine anklets.
She knew about the hardware tradition, but she hadn't expected it to be so extravagant: "These will just sit around the house gathering dust. The designs are so outrageous."
Wearing them is like writing on your face: Come and grab me.
Zhou Qingti was still immersed in the shock brought by these vulgar things when Lu Yanzhi handed her another card: "This is my secondary card, you can use it at will. I know you have money now, but I want you to use this card from now on."
Zhou Qingti felt a little embarrassed. A few days ago, she was still thinking that she would not be able to get the final payment of 20 million in the original agreement.
It turned out that there was more waiting for her. She was too narrow-minded. She reflected and reviewed herself.
"Why give so much betrothal gift?" Zhou Qingti thought they had already obtained the marriage certificate and were just going to hold the wedding ceremony again.
I didn’t expect that even the betrothal gifts were paid.
Lu Yanzhi rubbed her head: "Because I want to give it to you. Now when I see beautiful things outside, I will think of you. I wish I could give you the whole world."
Zhou Qingti was a little shy, even though they were already an old married couple.
In terms of material things, Lu Yanzhi gave her unprecedented satisfaction, and in terms of emotions, he was also faithful to her.
She always felt that no matter what one contributed, equality and fairness should be emphasized, but it seemed that economically, she was not equal to Lu Yanzhi.
Zhou Qingti didn't know what else she could give him, she could only love him a little more, a little more.
She sighed in her heart and put her arms around Lu Yanzhi's waist.
It seemed like she really just needed to be a bride and didn't have to worry about anything. Both families had already started sending out invitations.
She really doesn't have many friends in real life, and she definitely doesn't plan to invite her classmates, but it seems like she can't even get four bridesmaids.
Lin Miao and Zhu Jiajia also have to bring in two more daughters from their uncles' families.
I created a bridesmaids group, posted several of the bridesmaid dresses I had picked out in the group, and let them vote on which style to wear.
Finally, they chose a set of light gray ones, and they assigned who would wear which one in the group, and Zhou Qingti then placed the order together.
As the New Year approaches, Lu Yanzhi is busier than before, but he still accompanies her for lunch and dinner every day.
Lin Miao and Xiao Fu are still in love, and Mother Lu will return home in two days.
The villa in the western suburbs is full of red. It has to be red for the New Year and the wedding.
The main wedding dress and gown have also been hung in Zhou Qingti's room in the western suburbs villa.
Shuangxi had already been pasted on the glass, and even many window grilles were brought into the suite where Zhou Qingti and his friends lived.
The wedding quilt has also been prepared, and Mother Zhou said it should be laid out on the second day of the New Year.
On New Year's Eve, the two got up early in the morning and pasted the word "happiness" and the couplet "blessing" on the door.
The door was clean and tidy, and it was obvious that there had never been any Spring Festival couplets posted there.
Today they returned to the old house to celebrate the New Year. Mother Zhou deliberately staggered the time of the New Year’s Eve dinner with the old house so that Zhou Qingti could still have a meal at home.
She now knew the advantages of the villa in the western suburbs, and with a happy face she told her mother about the good things about her daughter.
"You really have good taste, Tuzi. If you buy this house, we can grow vegetables and flowers, the air is good, and it's close to Lu's house, only about ten minutes away."
Father Zhou laughed at her: "Who was it that kept telling me it was bad?"
Mother Zhou rolled her eyes at her husband and continued working. She had to prepare the food early so that she could have the New Year's Eve dinner at three in the afternoon.
Zhou Qingti changed her clothes into a red embroidered sweater and an off-white coat.
When she took off her coat indoors, she was revealed to be wearing a festive Chinese red, which made her skin look even whiter.
Lu Yanzhi helped her tie her scarf: "Go home for the New Year."
Zhou Qingti counted on his fingers: "We can still stay together tonight and tomorrow night. I have to stay in the western suburbs on the second night of the New Year, and the makeup artist will be here around five o'clock."
Lu Yanzhi chuckled: "Then why can't I live in the western suburbs too?"
Zhou Qingti shook her head: "No." As for why not, she couldn't explain it, she just said it was a custom.
Lu Yanzhi stopped teasing her and got down to business: "Mom and Uncle Bronson will be here in the evening of the second day of the New Year. Do you want to go with me to pick them up?"
"Of course I did."
As soon as they arrived in the western suburbs, Zhou's mother took her to check the procedures for the wedding day again. Zhou Qingti looked at the six pairs of wedding shoes in the room and was speechless.
"Mom, was I a centipede that day? So many shoes."
Mother Zhou tutted her words. "What are you talking about? There are so many shoes that can be used. Chinese, Western, for the host's wedding, for toasting."
After saying that, he patted her and said, "Don't interrupt me. Did you remember the process I told you? You didn't even go to the rehearsal. Don't make any mistakes later."
Zhou Qingti didn't take it seriously: "If we rehearse, it won't be fresh anymore. Yanzhi and I have already looked at the process chart, don't worry. Besides, who says we have to follow the process?"
Her love with Lu Yanzhi did not follow the routine.
It’s New Year’s Day, and it’s not nice to curse people. Mother Zhou rolled her eyes at her daughter and went to the kitchen.
Zhou Qingti was afraid that Lu Yanzhi would come to see her and see the main veil, and then the surprise would disappear, so she quickly closed the door and went downstairs.
It was a little after three in the afternoon, and the sun was still high in the sky when Father Zhou set off a string of firecrackers at the gate.
The Zhou family’s New Year’s Eve dinner began, and twelve bowls of dishes, large and small, filled the table.
Zhou Qingti didn't dare eat too much because he had to go to the old house for a meal later.
Lu Yanzhi drank some white wine with the elders and didn't eat much food.
After eating until around four o'clock, Zhou Qingti took out the New Year gifts he had prepared for the elders: two sets of comfortable pajamas for each person.
Her grandparents and grandmother all wore old, non-elastic sweatshirts as pajamas.
I couldn't bear to let them throw them away, so I took the opportunity to give them two new sets.
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