Going back to my parents’ home to eat New Year’s Eve dinner…
Shen Zhilan naturally knew it.
I just don't know if that short-lived ghost will go.
When Shen Zhilan thought that Shen Zhihuan had 8,000 yuan in his hand, she felt both happy and angry.
The good news is that the short-lived ghost’s money is her mother’s money, and her mother’s money is her money.
What’s infuriating is that this short-lived ghost, including skin and bones, probably weighs only 70 or 80 kilograms, and it would cost less than 100 yuan if sold as a fat pig!
She asked for eight thousand right away. Is it inlaid with gold or plated with silver? !
Dong Manting and Shen Qiaoling are two idiots who are really stupid.
If the short-lived ghost wants it, they will give it to him.
I don't know how to bargain.
As the old saying goes, ask for a high price and pay the price accordingly.
No matter what, since the money has already fallen into the hands of the short-lived ghost, when she returns tomorrow, she still has to talk to her mother and ask her mother to get the money back.
With so much money, if that guy named Su were to cheat him out of it, it would be like the duck in my mouth flying away.
Shen Zhihuan, unaware that she was being remembered by someone, curled up in the man's warm arms. She didn't even know where she had kicked the infusion bottle filled with hot water before going to bed.
Since there was nothing to do, the two of them stayed in bed and had no intention of getting up at all.
"Wife..." Su Ziyu, whose hands had been restless, made a sound in his throat, as if he was in some discomfort.
Shen Zhihuan, realizing something was wrong, moved to the side.
"Wife..." Su Ziyu immediately came close again.
It’s uncomfortable to be close to each other, and it’s even more uncomfortable not to be close to each other.
"daughter in law……"
The hot breath fell behind her ears, feeling tingling and making her heart itch as well.
"Wife, I feel..." pain!
The hoarse and magnetic voice made Shen Zhihuan's scalp tingle. She tilted her head back and directly blocked his mumbling thin lips.
Therefore, some things should not be started, because once they are started, they cannot be controlled.
By the time Su Ziyu no longer felt uncomfortable, Shen Zhihuan's stomach was growling with hunger.
Seeing Su Ziyu staring at her with a look of being well-drinking and satiated, Shen Zhihuan kicked him lightly on the calf in annoyance, then stood up and put on her clothes.
"Wife, lie down for a while. I'll go make breakfast." Su Ziyu pulled her back into the bed.
"I won't lie down anymore. We have to go back to the village in a few days. I want to go to the department store to buy some candies and cakes to bring back for Dad, Mom and Xiao Qiping." Shen Zhihuan lay on him gently, afraid that he would crush the pieced-together glass doll to pieces.
"Wife, why don't we take this opportunity to go back and hold the wedding banquet?" Su Ziyu hugged his little wife tightly.
"Be careful." Shen Zhihuan pushed him gently.
The doctor told him to rest more, but this guy is as strong as iron.
"daughter in law……"
"Even if we want to have a wedding banquet, we have to wait until we get back!" Shen Zhihuan really admired him.
They have already obtained the marriage certificate, and whether there is a wedding banquet or not, she is still his wife.
"I'll call my dad now." Su Ziyu looked excited.
After a pause, he leaned close to Shen Zhihuan's ear and whispered something, which made Shen Zhihuan roll her eyes at him.
The young wife nodded. Su Ziyu could no longer lie in bed. He quickly put on his clothes, not even bothering to wash his face, and ran to the office building.
After the call was connected, Su Ziyu didn't even bother to say hello, and said directly: "Dad, my wife and I will return to Panshi Village in a few days to hold a wedding banquet..."
"You kid..." The person on the other end of the phone spoke excitedly, as if he had thought of something, and his voice immediately lowered a lot, but the joy in his voice did not diminish at all, "Is Zhihuan...pregnant?"
"Dad, what are you thinking? My wife and I...we sleep in separate beds." Su Ziyu thought about how shy his wife was, coughed lightly, and defended himself.
"Has Zhihuan agreed to the wedding banquet?"
Su Changjiang just listened to what his son said.
He knew what his species was like.
Su Changjiang curled his lips.
" Have you chosen a date?"
"The Lantern Festival is a good day." Su Ziyu's heart beat faster.
"Dad, just pick the good things and don't worry about the money. I'll ask Xiao Liu to wire the money to you later."
"Don't worry about the money. We have it at home. Don't send money home anymore. Just take care of your family after you get married. Your mother and I are still young. We are not old and unable to move and need you to support us."
"You know what's going on at the Shen family. From now on, be more considerate of your wife. Don't let her get so angry that she can't be stopped."
Su Changjiang couldn't help but remind him.
“…”
His father really thinks highly of him.
There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!
It’s good enough that his young wife doesn’t lose her temper with him.
He got mad at his young wife...
His father really dared to think so.
"Oh! By the way! Zijie and the one from the Xu family are also going to have a wedding banquet on the twelfth day of the first lunar month. I heard that she seems to be pregnant."
When he said the last few words, Su Changjiang lowered his voice again.
"Your second uncle and second aunt are also very capable. They knew that the girl was pregnant and refused to take any betrothal gifts."
"Oh! By the way! Speaking of betrothal gifts, how much do you think is appropriate for us to give to Zhihuan? I have discussed this with your mother before. Your mother is afraid that if we give too much, it will make your sister-in-law unhappy. So we thought about giving 600 yuan openly and giving another 600 yuan to Zhihuan privately, which can be regarded as a monthly bonus. What do you think?"
After a pause, Su Changjiang added, "How about... you go back and ask Zhihuan later and see what she says."
Su Changjiang knew that his daughter-in-law didn't care about the bride price, but the bride price also represented the attitude of their family.
Otherwise, if he took too little, he was afraid that his daughter-in-law would feel that their family did not value her...
"Okay! I'll ask my wife when I get home."
After hanging up the phone, Su Ziyu trotted back home.
"Six hundred yuan for the bride price..." Shen Zhihuan looked down at the passbook in his hand.
When this guy came back, he didn't even bother to eat. He took out the passbook and insisted on stuffing it into her hands.
It turns out that he was afraid that she would feel unhappy because the gift was too little.
"Dad said that if he gave me too much, my sister-in-law would be unhappy. But Dad also said that he would give you another 600 yuan in private, which can be regarded as a monthly bonus." Su Ziyu held Shen Zhihuan's hand and carefully observed her reaction.
I’m afraid his young wife won’t be happy.
"Then do you think 600 yuan is a lot or a little for the bride price?" Shen Zhihuan smiled.
"My wife, no matter how much dowry you give, it won't be enough." Su Ziyu answered straightforwardly.
Shen Zhihuan rolled his eyes in his heart.
It's as if you said nothing.
"How much dowry did your family take when you married your sister-in-law?"
"One hundred and two."
"Then give me one hundred and twenty too." Shen Zhihuan slapped the passbook into Su Ziyu's hand.
Some people say that the betrothal gift is a sense of security, but also a kind of pressure on the man...
If you don't live your life well, you will lose both your life and your wealth.
Some people also say that if a woman does not ask for a dowry, she is lowering her status.
Every man has his own reason, and every woman has her own reason.
She believes that the feelings between two people are the foundation and the bride price is just a formality.
Moreover, her own worth cannot be measured by the amount of the bride price.
(End of this chapter)