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Chapter 83
Shen Mingying somewhat agreed with what Liang's mother said, but she also considered it further. "Mom, your dowry is fixed, right? If I take the quilt from your dowry, I'm afraid my sister-in-law will find out."
Her sister-in-law's eyes may not be able to see other things, but they are the best at seeing how much stuff her mother-in-law has.
Liang's mother was dumbfounded. "She can't have such a good memory, right?"
"Yes."
Shen Mingying was very sure, "Sister-in-law, I'm very familiar with every brick in your bedroom, not to mention how many quilts you have."
"So what should we do?"
Liang's mother suddenly became anxious, "This won't work, and that won't work either."
"We can't let Xiao Jiang Ming'er come here and be humiliated."
She can control her own mouth, but she can't control other people's mouths.
"Auntie Liang." Secretary Chen appeared out of nowhere. "Are you worried about Comrade Jiang's dowry?"
Liang's mother looked at him warily, "Are you eavesdropping on us?"
Secretary Chen thought to himself, is there any need to eavesdrop on this?
It was difficult for him not to hear the voices of the two people discussing at the door.
"Not really."
Secretary Chen smiled and said, "My boss has already made the arrangements."
"What?"
Liang's mother asked subconsciously.
"Quilt." Secretary Chen said with a hint of hidden pride, "My boss asked Uncle Lin to keep an eye on it when they first got engaged."
This was something Liang's mother had never expected.
"You mean, Qiu Run asked Lao Lin to arrange for Xiao Jiang to get a quilt as a dowry when she gets married?"
"right."
"I think it will be ready today at the latest. I'm going to get it."
"Aunt Liang, are you going?"
Liang's mother shook her head and said, "I'm not going."
When she was young, she loved to go to Lao Lin. At that time, her life was not easy and she was always quarreling with Lao Liang. Every time they quarreled, she would take her youngest son Liang Qiurun to Lao Lin's tailor shop.
Stay for several days.
But later.
Liang's mother was not willing to recall what happened later.
But since then, she has been unwilling to look for Lao Lin.
Because it is better not to meet.
Secretary Chen was a little surprised to see that Liang's mother was unwilling to go. "The leader said that I should ask you to go get it together."
Liang's mother said, "Just listen to his farts and take care of your own wife."
"You're making me, as a mother-in-law, worry about it for nothing. Since he's prepared it, let him get it and deliver it himself."
This makes me angry in a matter of minutes.
Of course, this is also her personality in front of acquaintances. If it were anyone else, Liang's mother would not be like this.
Secretary Chen not only failed to find help, but was also scolded in the end. He touched his nose.
See him leaving.
Liang's mother thought for a moment and said, "Wait for me. Take me to get the money. I'll take the money to Liang Qiurun later and let Liang Qiurun go deliver the money and quilt himself."
As for her quilt, after hearing what her second daughter-in-law Shen Mingying said, it would not be appropriate to give it to Xiao Jiang.
Secretary Chen nodded resignedly.
He was born to serve his leader and his family.
The chosen worker.
After getting the money, which was one thousand yuan, a large sum of money, Secretary Chen did not come to the Liang family to make arrangements, but went directly to find Liang Qiurun.
When he came, Liang Qiurun had not finished his work yet. After waiting for a long time, Liang Qiurun went back to the office.
Secretary Chen said, "Boss, Aunt Liang said that Uncle Lin's quilt should be picked up by yourself. Don't ask her."
"in addition."
He took out a stack of big unity notes and said, "This is what Aunt Liang asked you to give to Comrade Jiang when you delivered the quilt tonight. She said it was to save her face."
Liang Qiurun rubbed his brows and said, "I understand."
"Take my mother's money."
Secretary Chen chuckled, "Aunt Liang knew you would refuse, so she said this money isn't for you, it's for Comrade Jiang, and she said you have no right to refuse."
Liang Qiurun, "..."
It has to be said that no one knows a child better than his mother.
Liang's mother really understood Liang Qiurun's character and even knew how he would react.
Liang Qiurun was silent for a moment, "What time is it?"
"It's past seven."
Liang Qiurun, "I'll go get the lanterns in Lantern Alley after I finish these things."
Secretary Chen sighed and looked at his leader with some sympathy, feeling that his leader was so miserable.
Everyone is getting married tomorrow, but we are still here catching up on work today.
You have to make time to go.
It was indeed like this. It was already past nine o'clock when Liang Qiurun finished all his work. He then stood up and picked up the clothes on the back of the chair.
"Let's go. First, take me to Uncle Lin to get the quilt, and then go to the Jiang family."
Secretary Chen was waiting for him there, but fell asleep while waiting and was woken up by Liang Qiurun.
Secretary Chen felt as if he didn't know what year it was. He opened his eyes and asked, "Boss, are you done with your work?"
Liang Qiurun hummed, "Wake up, wake up completely, and then we'll leave."
Secretary Chen's sleepiness disappeared immediately.
He really deserves to die.
He sleeps while his boss works overtime.
He really doesn't deserve the high salary his boss gave him.
*
On the way.
Secretary Chen was driving, while Liang Qiurun was sitting in the back seat, resting his eyes.
I arrived at work at around six in the morning, and was taken to take wedding photos in the morning. I spent almost the entire afternoon and evening in the meat processing plant.
Even the strongest person can't stand working non-stop.
"Boss, there's a wonton vendor outside. Are you hungry? I'll buy you a bowl of wontons."
Liang Qiurun shook his head. "No, let's go get the quilt from Uncle Lin earlier, so that he won't fall asleep and we won't have to wake him up."
Secretary Chen nodded and glanced at his leader in the rearview mirror. Liang Qiurun had his eyes closed, but fatigue was evident between his brows.
He sighed softly and tried to drive the car more steadily.
At 9:40 in the evening, Liang Qiurun arrived at Lin's Tailor Shop. He stood at the door and hesitated for a while before finally knocking on the door of the tailor shop.
"Uncle Lin."
A moment later, footsteps were heard from inside. Uncle Lin was still awake, draped in a coat. This coat had been given to Liang Qiurun when he was in the army. However, he was young and energetic, so he couldn't wear it on a daily basis, so he gave it to Uncle Lin later.
Uncle Lin suffered a lot when he was young and is very sensitive to cold.
So when winter comes, Uncle Lin likes to wear the clothes Liang Qiurun gave him.
"I've been waiting for you."
Uncle Lin was all smiles as soon as he opened the door. "I figured you'd come at this time. Haven't you eaten yet?"
Liang Qiurun nodded.
"I have a clay pot of chicken soup simmering in the pot. I'll cook your noodles in it. It'll only take three minutes, so it won't waste your time. How about having a hot bowl of it before going home?"
Uncle Lin asked him tentatively, fearing that he would delay Liang Qiurun's important matter. "If it's really too late, forget it."
"I'll pack it for you and you can eat it in the car."
Liang Qiurun shook his head, his face gentle and his voice soft, "There's still time for dinner, Uncle Lin, go and make it. Thank you for your help."
When Uncle Lin heard the result, he was as happy as a child.
"No trouble, no trouble, I'll do it right away. You wait for me in the main room and go warm yourself by the fire."
Liang Qiurun sighed and then stepped into the Lin family's door. The main room was very clean and there was not even a hair on the floor.
The only thing was a charcoal basin in the middle, burning. It was obvious that Uncle Lin had not rested, but was waiting for him while warming himself by the fire.
When Liang Qiurun saw this, he always felt that Uncle Lin was too lonely.
He put all his energy into his mother and him.
This made Liang Qiurun sigh slightly.
He sat in the main room waiting, and Uncle Lin came over with a bowl of bright orange chicken noodle soup in just three minutes.
There is a layer of orange-yellow oil floating on it, and it is sprinkled with tender green chopped green onions.
It looks very appetizing.
Uncle Lin placed it on the small table next to him and said, "Hurry up and eat it while it's hot."
After saying that, he turned to Secretary Chen and said, "Secretary Chen, I've made your bowl too. It's on the chopping board. You need to bring it over yourself."
He couldn't hold two bowls in one hand.
Secretary Chen was a little surprised, "And mine?"
Uncle Lin is not only good at making clothes, but he is also a great cook. Secretary Chen is envious of Uncle Lin's meal, but his boss is usually busy and has no time to come over.
As a result, he couldn't even make a living.
So, after hearing Uncle Lin’s words, he ran to the kitchen eagerly.
There is no need for Uncle Lin to urge him.
Secretary Chen ran over on his own. When he left, Liang Qiurun and he were the only ones left in the main room.
Uncle Lin looked at Liang Qiurun eating heartily, his face full of kindness, "Our Qiurun is also going to start a family and build a career. She's getting married tomorrow."
He looked at Liang Qiurun with a very loving gaze, as if he was looking at his own junior.
Liang Qiurun was eating noodles. He looked up and smiled, "Uncle Lin, I'm getting married tomorrow. Are you going to the wedding too?"
This is an invitation, and it’s the third time.
Uncle Lin shook his head, "No, I won't go."
Refuse outright.
Liang Qiurun frowned slightly, "Uncle Lin, my marriage is a once-in-a-lifetime event, and I really want you to go and see it."
To a certain extent, Uncle Lin played the role of a father to him during his growing up years.
He did more than Liang's father.
Liang's father lived his life just for himself, eating, drinking and having fun.
However, Uncle Lin is different. He has been involved in Liang Qiurun's life from childhood to adulthood, and now he is married and has children.
Facing Liang Qiurun's invitation, Uncle Lin smiled bitterly, but refused firmly, "I won't go. Your mother doesn't really want to see me."
Liang Qiurun buried his head in eating noodles. He drank up even the soup in the bowl. It was very delicious.
"I want to ask, what exactly happened between you and my mother six years ago?"
In fact, they were not like this originally. They had a very good relationship. Otherwise, when he was young, his mother and father had a quarrel, and he would not have often followed his mother to Uncle Lin's place.
When his mother and Uncle Lin had the accident six years ago, he was not in the capital.
So he was not clear about what happened. He only knew that from then on, his mother never mentioned coming to Lin's Tailor Shop again.
Similarly, Uncle Lin rarely mentions his mother.
"It's hard for me to say."
Uncle Lin said, "You have to ask your mother. Only if she is willing to tell you can you know."
After saying this, he stood up and cleared the dishes. "Go get the quilt and give it to Xiao Jiang."
"Don't keep people waiting too long."
Liang Qiurun was not in a hurry even though he didn't get the truth, because he would know it sooner or later.
He followed Uncle Lin and went into the bedroom, or rather a small warehouse, where fabrics were stored.
"The quilts are all here. You asked me to collect cotton to make eight quilts. Two weigh eight kilograms, two weigh six kilograms, two weigh four kilograms, and two weigh two kilograms."
"It covers spring, summer, autumn and winter, everything you need."
After Liang Qiurun looked at the quilt, he frowned and said, "I only gave you 20 kilograms of cotton coupons at the time. Where did you get so much?"
This was far more than he had given.
Uncle Lin thought for a moment, "The other two beds belong to Lin Yu. I originally gave them as her dowry, but she's not coming back, is she?"
"Let's give them to Xiao Jiang together."
As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of the door opening was heard outside, "Dad, who said I won't be back?"
It turned out that Lin Yu, who had been gone for more than a year, had returned.
This surprised Uncle Lin. He quickly opened the door and went out to see. When he saw Lin Yu standing at the door, he didn't know why his eyes became moist and his throat choked.
"You kid, you kid still remember to come back?"
Lin Yu was in her early twenties, with two pigtails. She was elegant and pretty, with a fair complexion. Perhaps because her facial features were too thin, she looked a little dull.
She took a step forward and grabbed Uncle Lin's hand, "Dad, why didn't I know to come back? This is my home."
It was as if she had just noticed Liang Qiurun standing inside the room. Inside the narrow warehouse, the man was tall and straight, with a fair complexion and a gentle and handsome appearance.
"Brother Qiurun, you are here too?"
Lin Yu's eyes were filled with surprise, and her voice was filled with surprise as well. It was the joy of reunion after a long separation that she could hardly conceal.
Liang Qiurun didn't like Lin Yu very much, especially his attitude towards Uncle Lin. He left for more than a year, almost two years, and there was no news from him.
He hummed in a faint voice as a greeting.
This made Lin Yu feel a little unhappy, because when she was a child, she had the best relationship with Brother Qiu Run.
Unfortunately, Liang Qiurun seemed not to see it. He pulled out six quilts and weighed them horizontally in his hand.
Then, he said to Uncle Lin, "Uncle Lin, I'll take my share of the quilt, and you should keep Lin Yu's share of the dowry for her."
Uncle Lin opened his mouth and said, "She's not in a hurry to use it now, but you are. You can take it first. Now that she's back, if she gets married in the future, I'll save some cotton to make her a quilt."
Lin Yu next to him didn't understand what was going on. She wanted to show her goodwill in front of Liang Qiurun, so she whispered, "Brother Qiurun, since you're in a hurry to use the quilt, just take it first."
Her voice was low, and her face was a little more flushed. "I'm not in a hurry to get married."
Liang Qiurun, "No need."
As if he didn't notice the shyness on Lin Yu's face, he said directly to Uncle Lin, "Then I'll go first. Uncle Lin, if you are free tomorrow, please come over for a drink at the wedding."
"Wedding banquet?"
Lin Yu was a little confused, "Whose wedding are we going to drink at?"
Uncle Lin didn't realize what was going on. He smiled and said, "Drink your brother Qiu Run's. You're back just in time. You can go to his place tomorrow to attend the wedding banquet for me."
When Lin Yu heard this, the color drained from his face. "Brother Qiu Run is getting married?"
She looked up at Liang Qiurun and asked, "Didn't you say that you wouldn't get married because of Xiaorui's situation?"
Before Liang Qiurun could speak, Uncle Lin took over the conversation, emphasizing each word, "Qiurun's heart is moved. She has met the right person and the one she likes."
"Okay Qiurun."
He stood up to see him off and said, "Hurry up and send Xiao Jiang's quilt over."
Liang Qiurun hummed a sound and said goodbye. But before leaving, he reminded him, "Uncle Lin, if you are free tomorrow, please come and have a drink at the wedding."
Uncle Lin smiled and neither agreed nor refused, but Liang Qiurun knew that this was his refusal.
Wait until Liang Qiurun and Secretary Chen leave.
Lin Yu looked at the back of the car leaving and murmured, "Brother Qiurun, why did you get married suddenly?"
Uncle Lin glanced at her and said, "You're thirty-three, why is it so sudden to get married at this time?"
"I even think it's too late for him to get married."
"And you too, you're not a kid anymore. You've been away for a year and a half. Do you plan on getting married this time you come back?"
Lin Yu bit her lip and said nothing.
She was just regretting that she should have come back earlier.
A little earlier.
*
The Jiang family is busy.
Jiang Meilan also stayed tonight to help. After all, the Jiang family was going to have a big wedding tomorrow, so there was a lot of work to do here.
It's a good thing that she stayed to help.
I finished all the cleaning and put up the wedding characters.
Liang Rui was there too. He was very strong and filled up all the Jiang family's water tanks.
"That's about it, right?"
"Is everything ready?"
He glanced at Jiang Meishu, who was sitting with her legs crossed, and asked, "Why do I feel like I'm busier than you with your wedding tomorrow?"
Jiang Meishu ate some melon seeds and said, "I'm going there to be a mother, and you're going there to be a son. How can it be the same?"
This one sentence made Liang Rui lose his temper.
Jiang Meilan checked the time and asked Liang Rui, "Aren't you going back yet?"
"Aren't you going to the wedding with your dad tomorrow?"
Liang Rui hesitated a little, "How about I stay at Jiang's house tonight? Jiang Nanfang and I can just sleep on the floor, so I don't have to run back and forth twice."
Jiang Meilan, “…”
Jiang Meishu, "..."
I've never seen anything like this before.
Jiang Nanfang also said, "Liang Rui, you are the man's side, and we are the woman's side. What are you doing mixing with us?"
Liang Rui was annoyed by this. "What do you mean by the man's people? The woman's people?"
"Aren't we all family?"
This made everyone laugh and cry.
It took until ten o'clock.
"Liang Rui, you really have to go back. If you don't, are you going to wear your stinky clothes to pick up the bride tomorrow?"
Liang Rui was still wearing the same clothes he had worn a week ago. Fortunately, it was winter and the weather was cold. If it were summer, he would sweat every day.
It would stink then.
Liang Rui, who was being urged, had no choice but to pack up and leave the Jiang family. As he walked, he whispered to Jiang Meishu, "You are killing the donkey after it has done its work, do you know that?"
"You're driving me away right after you've used me, Jiang Meilan. Doesn't your conscience hurt?"
Jiang Meishu said slowly, "I'm sorry, I have no conscience."
Liang Rui, “…”
He really didn't want to go back to that empty house, but Jiang Meishu had come out to see him off, so he had no choice but to dawdle and leave.
"Liang Rui, you're coming to pick up the bride tomorrow, so dress nicely. It would be best if you dress more handsome than your father."
"I want everyone to see my handsome son."
Hehehehe.
She is only twenty-two years old and has a sixteen-year-old son.
No need to give birth, no need to raise.
It makes me so happy just thinking about it.
When I opened my eyes, my son had grown so big.
When Liang Rui heard Jiang Meishu's compliments, he tugged at his sleeves uncomfortably and said, "Don't worry, tomorrow's young master will come to pick up the bride, and he will definitely be more handsome than my dad."
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt the surroundings become quiet.
"how?"
Liang Rui touched his hair and said, "Don't you think I'm more handsome than my dad?"
Teenagers are at their most vain.
Jiang Meishu's expression was a little indescribable after hearing this. "Liang Rui, do you want to see who is behind you?"
Liang Rui didn't even turn his head, and said confidently and arrogantly, "Even if my dad is here, I still have to say today that I am more handsome than him!"
You are so arrogant.
"Yeah?"
Liang Qiurun asked in a calm voice.
When Liang Rui heard the voice, he froze. He turned around mechanically and asked, "Dad, why are you here?"
"Didn't grandma say that you're getting married tomorrow and can't come to see the bride?"
He knows all this!
But why did his father come to Jiang’s house so late at night?
Liang Qiurun's gentle face was filled with indifference. "Why? You're allowed to come, but I'm not?"
"Can you be the same as me?"
Liang Rui muttered.
Liang Qiurun didn't want to argue with this middle school boy. He walked up to Jiang Meishu behind Liang Rui and asked, "Didn't you get any rest because of his noise?"
Jiang Meishu shook her head and said softly, "That's not the case. It's just that there are a lot of things to do for the wedding tomorrow, and..." She looked up at Liang Qiurun, "I'm still a little nervous."
It's a once-in-two-lifetime thing.
How can I not be nervous?
Liang Qiurun lowered his eyes and said, "It's okay. We're all family tomorrow. There won't be any outsiders. Don't be nervous."
He seemed to have just remembered that Secretary Chen had not come yet.
"My hands were dirty, so I didn't bring any quilts. I asked Secretary Chen to bring some quilts over."
Jiang Meishu was bewildered, "What's the point of sending a quilt?"
It was as if he realized it belatedly, “I don’t want it.”
It seems that Liang Qiurun and Liang Rui have the same idea.
Liang Qiurun was like a worm in her stomach. "The quilt was not taken from home. I asked Uncle Lin to help make it. It's all brand new and made for our wedding."
"Jiang Jiang."
He lowered his head and stared at her, his dark eyes filled with gentleness. "We're getting married tomorrow. I'll give you the quilt for safekeeping today. Can you bring it back tomorrow?"
"For our wedding."
The same thing, but with a different way of saying it, has a completely different meaning.
Jiang Meishu was not so resistant anymore. "Isn't it a dowry quilt?"
"No." Liang Qiurun smiled. "Didn't my aunt prepare the dowry quilt? I only prepared it for our wedding."
"Please bring it over tomorrow, okay?"
Jiang Meishu hesitated for a moment, but still nodded.
Liang Rui next to him widened his eyes in surprise. No.
Is this possible?
He had previously said that he wanted to steal a quilt from Jiang Meishu's house as a dowry, but Jiang Meishu refused.
What happens when it’s his dad’s turn?
He agreed to it?
Liang Rui glanced at Jiang Meishu and asked, "Are you going a bit too far?"
"Why did you accept the quilt given by my father but not the one given by me?"
Jiang Meishu took it for granted, "You stole it, your father gave it to us, saying it was a new quilt for our wedding.
"Can this be the same?"
One is to sneak home to get the quilt.
One is to have someone prepare the wedding quilt in advance and send it over.
Can this be the same?
And the people to whom the quilts are given are different.
this--
Liang Rui was really annoyed.
"You're awesome."
He didn't want to stay with the Jiang family and turned around and left.
Liang Qiurun was a little surprised. "Liang Rui, he also said he sent you a quilt?"
Jiang Meishu nodded, "Yes, but he went back to steal home to bring me a quilt."
"This child."
Liang Qiurun smiled, his expression softening for once, "He's thoughtful."
Seeing Secretary Chen coming over with a quilt, Liang Qiurun didn't take it. His car broke down on the way, and he went to repair it with his hands covered in black oil.
He said, "Give it to Xiao Jiang."
Secretary Chen sighed and handed the quilt to Jiang Meishu. There were six quilts in total, some thick and some thin, with colorful satin surfaces.
Looking at the brand new cotton quilt, Jiang Meishu felt soft and bitter in her heart.
There is an indescribable feeling.
Her throat felt like it was clogged with cotton. "Lao Liang."
I can only shout out these two words.
Liang Qiurun wanted to raise his hand to ruffle her hair, but he held back. He handed her his pocket and said, "There's a thousand yuan in here. Mom gave it to you. You can bring it with you to show off when you get married tomorrow."
Jiang Meishu subconsciously wanted to refuse.
"You want to take it." Liang Qiurun looked at her with gentle eyes, "Mom said that if I try to take it back, she will break my legs."
He ignored everyone around him and said in a delicate voice, "Xiao Jiang, you don't want to be the one to pick up your bride tomorrow with a disabled groom, do you?"
When these words were spoken, Jiang Meishu couldn't help but burst out laughing, "Lao Liang, you'd better not joke with me like this."
Liang Qiurun stood at the door. He was tall, half an inch taller than the door frame of the Jiang family. He was very straight and upright. However, when he talked to Jiang Meishu, he would lower his head unconsciously.
"So, take it, okay?"
Her voice is also gentle, like the spring breeze in March.
Jiang Meishu couldn't refuse Liang Qiurun, who was so gentle and strong. She lowered her head and looked at the money, and said softly, "I'll take it over tomorrow and return it to Aunt Liang then."
Seeing that she was willing to accept it, Liang Qiurun breathed a sigh of relief, "Okay, give it to my mother yourself tomorrow."
After saying this, he raised his wrist to check the time, "Okay, it's half past ten. You should get some rest early and wait for me to come and marry you tomorrow."
The last two words were spoken heavily, low and hoarsely.
There is also an indescribable tingling sensation.
This made Jiang Meishu's face flush instantly. She hummed softly, "Then I'll wait for you."
The obedient and soft tone softened Liang Qiurun's heart, and a smile appeared in his eyes. The hand that had hesitated for a long time finally reached out and gently rubbed Jiang Meishu's head.
"wait for me."
Jiang Meishu looked up in surprise, "You're not?"
"Shhh."
Liang Qiurun smiled and said, "Okay, I'm leaving now. Come in."
“Rest early.
Jiang Meishu wanted to see him off, but Liang Qiurun didn't allow it. He waved at her and said, "I'll take Liang Rui back, clean him up, and bring him to the wedding tomorrow."
At other people’s weddings the groom always comes, but he brought his son with him.
As it happens, Jiang Meishu felt that it was natural. It can only be said that people from the same family tend to be alike.
After they left.
Jiang Meishu was carrying the thick and heavy quilt and was about to enter the house. As soon as she came in, everyone in the family looked over.
"The quilt sent by Qiu Run?"
Wang Limei originally saw the young couple being so affectionate with each other, so she didn't go out.
Jiang Meishu nodded and said, "She told me to take them to the Liang family tomorrow."
Wang Limei was stunned for a moment after hearing this. She whispered, "Qiu Run is a good person."
"He's also a solid person who knows how to care for others and treats you well."
"Meishu." This cry was very low, "You didn't marry the wrong person."
If you can treat her so seriously right after getting married, it won’t be much different in the future.
Wang Limei has lived her whole life and seen countless people get married, but she has never seen anyone like Liang Qiurun.
Worried that the bride's family was not well off, they took the initiative to send the dowry here.
This cannot be counted into the betrothal gift.
It was like a young lady getting into a bridal sedan. It was the first time for her to see a man so considerate and kind.
When other people get married, they always haggle with the man, either asking for too much gift or too little dowry.
It would be a disaster if Director Liang fell.
Give things all over the sky.
He even noticed small details like the quilt in the dowry.
Jiang Meilan looked at the quilt with a complicated expression. She touched the quilt and asked, "Six beds in total?"
"right."
"Two beds weighing eight kilograms, two beds weighing four kilograms, and two beds weighing two kilograms."
In addition to the bed given by her mother, the two beds given by her sister, and the one given by her aunt.
It was just enough to make ten beds. Compared to the one bed before, it was so much better.
"Xiao Liang is a good man. You should marry him and live a good life with him." Wang Limei touched the quilt and sighed.
"He even did what we women are supposed to do."
Jiang Meishu knew that she had put the quilt in her mother's room because there was no room in her room and her sister was staying overnight.
After the quilt was put in place, Wang Limei pasted wedding characters on it one by one.
After finishing the pasting, I looked at the thick quilt, which was very solid.
She touched it again and again, and said to Jiang Chenliang with emotion, "Our daughter married a good man."
Jiang Chenliang also nodded. "Director Liang is a good man. As a son-in-law, he is really impeccable."
"I'm just waiting for my daughter to get married tomorrow."
*
next door.
After Jiang Meishu washed up, she lay on the bed. She and Jiang Meilan put their small beds together and squeezed into one quilt, which was very warm.
Jiang Meilan had a look of confusion on her face, and she said in a very low voice, "Meishu, many things in this life are different from the last."
Jiang Meishu, "Hmm?"
"In my previous life, when I married Liang Qiurun, he didn't give me such a large gift, nor did he send me a quilt."
"We're just having a normal marriage."
"But this life is different." Having said this, she paused for a moment. In the night, the window with the wedding character on it was particularly eye-catching.
She seemed to be looking at Jiang Meishu, and also seemed to be looking through Jiang Meishu at the word "happiness" on the window.
"I found out."
"Liang Qiurun seems to like you."
Jiang Meilan hugged Jiang Meishu's shoulders, her voice still filled with unspeakable panic and confusion, "It's over, you've been liked by the eunuch, what should I do?"
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