Yuan Pingan and Mo Xiaoli whispered to each other for a while. When it was time to part, Yuan Pingan handed Mo Xiaoli a paper package.
Mo Xiaoli asked in confusion, "What is this? Why are you giving it to me?"
Yuan Ping'an's expression was indifferent, and his tone was also indifferent, but his eyes were on Mo Xiaoli: "This was given to me by my aunt. Open it and take a look."
Mo Xiaoli opened the paper package and was shocked to see what it contained in the dim light.
Why would your aunt give you so much money?
"He said it was a wedding gift for me," Yuan Ping'an said, suppressing his emotions.
Mo Xiaoli handed the paper package to Yuan Ping'an, complaining, "You're really something, he gave it to you and you just accepted it."
This is probably all their possessions. They've given it all to you, and now they're not going to live anymore?
They raised you, which was already a lot of work for them, so why are you taking so much money from them?
Take it back to your aunt; she has several younger brothers and sisters.
There are so many places where you need money.
Yuan Ping'an was pleased to see that she didn't seem to be faking it.
He made the right choice in marrying this woman; she's a good one.
She handed the paper package back to Mo Xiaoli, her tone slightly amused: "Take it. Your aunt said all the younger brothers will get one, the same amount."
The younger sisters will receive more; each of them will receive an extra apartment in the city.
Mo Xiaoli asked in surprise, "Your aunt and uncle are in business, how do they have so much wealth?"
Yuan Ping'an recounted his family's situation, selectively mentioning only the parts he could.
She also mentioned that she would take care of them in their old age.
Mo Xiaoli had no objection, but since they weren't giving her money, she and Ping An should be responsible for their retirement.
After all, they raised Ping An, and they raised him exceptionally well.
Mo Xiaoli hesitated for a moment, then stuffed the money into Yuan Ping'an's hand:
"Give the money to your aunt and tell her to give it to us in front of all the guests tomorrow."
Yuan Ping'an immediately understood what was going on, nodded, and kissed Mo Xiaoli on the cheek.
He praised her generously, saying, "My wife is so thoughtful."
The two lingered for a while longer before separating.
When Xiao Xiao woke up early in the morning, Yuan Ping'an found her.
He gave her the money and then told her what Mo Xiaoli was thinking.
She blinked slightly and accepted the money.
Yuan Shitou, standing to the side, asked with some concern, "Does it mean her parents don't approve of you?"
Yuan Ping'an smiled and said, "Uncle, don't worry."
Her parents really like me.
They are not the kind of people who despise the poor and love the rich.
Besides, our family isn't poor, so it's not their place to look down on us.
That's why every family has some people with poor judgment.
"I'm afraid they'll look down on you, so I can embarrass them."
Yuan Shitou immediately understood his words and laughed, scolding, "You brat, after all these years, you're still as cunning as ever."
As the three were talking, Uncle Liu came rushing over: "Oh my god, why are you still dawdling here?"
Is today the time for you to dawdle?
Xiao Xiao also laughed and said, "Hurry up, hurry up, don't keep everyone waiting."
Liang Huaisheng booked an entire restaurant for this wedding.
They saved face completely.
There are a lot of people here today, including many of their superiors.
After Yuan Ping'an and Mo Xiaoli finished their oaths, the emcee invited both sets of parents to the stage.
Xiao Xiao and Yuan Shitou were also invited onto the stage.
Those around them, seeing the little ones, were whispering among themselves.
Yuan Ping'an stood on the stage, showing no stage fright whatsoever.
She told us that she was raised by her maternal grandparents, uncle, and aunt.
This caused quite a stir.
There are all sorts of opinions.
There was a woman dressed in a very wealthy manner, but her eyes were full of disdain.
"Hey, Xiaoli, when I introduced you to my nephew, you weren't interested."
I never expected that after all the careful selection, I would end up choosing a peasant.
Moreover, he was raised by his maternal uncle and aunt.
He must have suffered a lot.
As the saying goes, no matter how good something is, nothing beats your own mother.
Now it's too late for you to regret it.
These words caused Mo Xiaoli's parents' expressions to change.
The woman persisted, saying, "Xiaoli, this is a gift from your aunt, two hundred yuan."
After saying that, he glanced at Xiaoxiao and Yuan Shitou with a disdainful look.
They looked at it like it was some kind of trash.
Yuan Shitou's face remained expressionless.
But his fists were clenched tightly.
If it weren't for Ping An's marriage, he really would have liked to punch him.
Xiao Xiao had a smiling face from beginning to end, as if watching a clown.
It turns out this is Mo Xiaoli's aunt.
It seems that Mo Xiaoli liked Ping An and rejected her nephew, which gave her the opportunity to watch the joke unfold.
She explained why Mo Xiaoli wanted her to give her money in front of everyone today; it turned out she was waiting for this.
Auntie still seemed unwilling to give up, seeing that Xiaoxiao and the others hadn't said a word.
She pursed her fiery red lips and squinted her eyes.
She said in a sarcastic tone, "Hey, Yuan Ping'an's aunt, how much do you plan to give as a wedding gift for your nephew's wedding?"
Don't give too little, or you'll embarrass Yuan Ping'an.
Many people turned their attention to Xiaoxiao, wanting to see how she would deal with it.
Liang Huaisheng's eyes were full of coldness: "I say, Second Sister-in-law, no matter how angry you are, you shouldn't be making things difficult for yourself today."
"I'm and Ping An are embarrassed, so how will you fare?"
After saying that, he turned his face away again: "Second brother, aren't you going to do anything about it?"
The man he called "Second Brother" blinked, then feigned anger and said to Mo Xiaoli's aunt:
"Alright, today is Ping An and Xiao Li's big day, so you should say less."
That's a very casual remark; it carries no weight whatsoever.
Mo Xiaoli's aunt held her head high with arrogance, and said things that made you want to beat her to death:
“Huaisheng, don’t think that just because someone looks like you, they are your child.”
There are countless people in the world who look different; are you really going to recognize them all?
Liang Huaisheng's face turned red with anger: "Do you think I'm stupid? I don't even recognize my own child."
I think you're here to cause trouble, not to attend the wedding.
Don't forget, you also have two unmarried members in your family.
That's a clear threat.
Sure enough, those words carried weight. The aunt pouted and said, "Oh dear, I'm just curious how much money Ping An's aunt will give."
Is it necessary to say so much?
Xiao Xiao noticed an old man sitting to the side who looked somewhat like Liang Huaisheng.
Judging from his age, he should be Liang Huaisheng's father.
However, he remained seated quietly, showing no intention of speaking.
Xiao Xiao was terrified of this annoying woman, and what nasty things she said.
She stood up, her face beaming with joy: "Hello everyone, I am Yuan Ping'an's aunt, and this is his uncle."
He was born safely, but not long after, his mother, who was already in poor health, passed away.
He was a child whom our whole family raised like a treasure.
I also treat him like my own child.
Today is his and Xiaoli's wedding day, and I sincerely wish them all the best.
Ping An, Xiao Li, your aunt is your aunt, but she is also your mother.
This is my gift money to you.
Wishing you a happy marriage and a long and happy life together.
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