"What is this? A wedding scarf?" As expected, the white towel in Pei Tingyu's basin was seen by his sharp-eyed comrades.
As people who have been through this, what else do they not understand? Several people surrounded Pei Tingyu and joked crazily, telling him that he should put the veil away, saying that it was one of the honors of a man's life.
After hearing this, Pei Tingyu actually accepted this somewhat teasing suggestion and took the handkerchief back.
Si Yang almost went crazy after hearing this. It’s true that she is thick-skinned, but that doesn’t mean she is shameless, okay?
"Pei Tingyu, are you trying to piss me off to death? You're going out in the morning with that kind of stuff, showing off. Do you still want me to go out and meet people?"
"Don't be angry, wife. This was a pure accident! Even if that thing didn't exist, others would know what we did last night. That handkerchief is the proof that you followed me innocently. It's not something to be ashamed of."
"So? You want to frame it?"
"That's a good idea. How about hanging it next to our photo?" Pei Tingyu said nonsense seriously.
"Pei Tingyu!" Si Yang almost laughed out of anger.
"Wife, don't hold back your anger. How about you hit me to vent it?" Pei Tingyu grabbed Si Yang's hand and hit him in the face, but suddenly thought of something, "I'm too thick-skinned. It would be bad if I hurt my wife's hand. Wife, you tell me where to hit me, and I'll do it myself."
"You are self-aware and know that you are thick-skinned..." Si Yang was so angry that he laughed and his anger subsided.
"Let's eat! I went outside and bought your favorite meat wontons, fried dough sticks and soy milk." Pei Tingyu knew that she was no longer angry, so he immediately coaxed her to the dining table.
Si Yang was very satisfied with the breakfast. After the meal, Pei Tingyu handed her two thick envelopes and a small red book.
Si Yang opened the envelope and saw that it was full of money, and the notebook recorded the details of the red envelopes given by the guests at the wedding banquet.
Part of this cash is red envelope money, and the other part is the family fortune that Pei Tingyu has saved over the years.
Si Yang opened the 'gift book' and took a look. The smallest red envelope was ten yuan, most were twenty yuan, and a few people of high status gave fifty yuan.
They received a total of 2,380 yuan in wedding red envelopes.
These revenues and other detailed expenses of holding a wedding banquet need to be compiled into written materials and submitted to the political commissar for filing.
Si Yang opened another even richer envelope, which contained not only some cash, but also a passbook and a pair of gold rings.
There is a deposit of 1,600 yuan in the passbook and 5,000 yuan in cash.
Including the red envelope money for the wedding, the total amount was about nine thousand yuan.
"So much money, you're going to give it all to me?" Si Yang didn't show any joy on his face, but he was happy in his heart.
"Well, from today on, you'll be the housekeeper. I'll give you an additional 80 yuan a month for living expenses, as well as basic supply tickets. You can buy whatever you like."
With Pei Tingyu's current administrative level, his monthly allowance is more than 100 yuan, but after deducting the monthly food expenses, there is still about 90 yuan left. He gave 80 yuan to Si Yang, and he only had 10 yuan left for cigarettes.
Si Yang smiled and said, "Since Captain Pei is trustworthy, I will reluctantly take on this task."
Pei Tingyu laughed and said, "Let's eat. It's almost cold."
"Well, I'll prepare breakfast tomorrow. You can find some time to set up the stove I mentioned earlier."
"good……"
While the newlyweds were happily eating their meal, Qiu Xia sat in the house next door for half the night. Qu Mingjun didn't even come home last night.
Although he had treated her coldly in the past, this was the first time he was not home at night.
Even though he has persuaded himself many times, this man's heart is no longer warm, but he still can't help feeling sad.
"Excuse me, is Captain Qu's home here?"
Qiu Xia was quietly sorting out a tangled mass of embroidery threads when she heard a familiar voice coming from the corridor outside.
That voice was - Zhao Xueman!
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