At first, Meng Meng was getting impatient waiting here, and the Zhao couple were also getting impatient because they were eager to count the money.

It took the four of them about ten minutes to walk into the village and reach the Zhao family's small courtyard.

Mrs. Zhao walked to the door and looked again and again, just in time to see Jiang Cheng and the others coming back, but why were there two comrades in uniform following them?

The road attracted several villagers, who thought someone had committed a crime and followed to see what was going on!

Mrs. Zhao was terrified. She had never seen such a fight before and had no idea what was going on in Jiangcheng, and that the police were even called in. She rushed in to report the news.

"Dad, it's bad, Jiang Cheng is back!"

"Isn't it a good thing that you're back? Why is it a bad thing? Stop being so nervous all day long!"

Zhao's elder brother didn't take it seriously. He thought that it was obviously a good thing since someone gave him money.

"No, not only did he come, he also brought the police with him. The child's father, they are not here to arrest us, are they?"

When he heard that the police were coming, Zhao's brother panicked. He got up and ran out to take a look. Sure enough, he saw Jiang Cheng coming back with two uniformed police officers.

His heart skipped a beat, he really couldn't think of what he had done wrong. He had been thinking of using the child to cheat him out of some money, but now that the police were here, how could he dare to open his mouth?

Several villagers who came to watch the fun followed behind, pointing and talking. They said that the Zhao family was the only one on this road, so whose house were they going to if not theirs?

The people have already reached the door. Jiang Cheng saw the panic on Zhao's brother's face and was very satisfied!

It seems that what my sister-in-law said is quite effective, and it has scared people.

"Comrade, may I ask if we have done anything wrong?" Zhao's elder brother asked tremblingly.

The two comrades looked at each other, exchanged glances, and one of them said:

"We are here with Mr. Jiang on his behalf. We heard that you have some disputes over the betrothal gift, so we are here to mediate!"

When Zhao Jiage heard this, he quickly waved his hand to deny it:

"No, there is no dispute. No need to bother you to mediate!"

"Really? But since there are so many elders and fellow villagers here today, why don't you come in and sit down and have a good talk about the bride price issue here?"

This village is remote, and the sudden arrival of two police officers was a new thing, so the news spread quickly, and many people came to join in the fun and crowded at the door of Zhao's house.

The Zhao couple did not dare to refuse, so they could only exchange glances with guilt and let them in.

All of a sudden, the small courtyard was crowded with people. Meng Meng went to move out a few stools for the two comrades to sit on.

Mother Zhao and Xiao Yi, who were staying in the side room, heard the noise outside and quietly poked their heads out to see what was going on!

Everyone was chattering away, and the louder the noise, the more panicked the Zhao couple became.

"Come, I want to ask, what kind of gifts do you usually give when you marry off your daughter or marry a daughter-in-law?"

Seeing that the time was almost up, one of the comrades began to ask questions.

Some courageous villagers dared to speak out at this time.

"We are poor here, how much do we have to give as a dowry? If you are qualified, you can give more than 100 yuan, and give some meat and buy some silver for the bride as a dowry. The bride can make a set of cabinets, beds and other furniture as a dowry, which is considered the most decent. If you are poor, you can talk to each other and give a few dozen yuan as a lucky gift. Of course, meat cannot be less, at least some. If you are even poorer, you can just not give anything, set up a few tables for a buffet to liven up the atmosphere, and forget about everything. The bride can just put on her red dress and follow her directly!"

The uncle was leaning on a hoe, wearing a straw hat, shirtless, sunburned, and grinning as he spoke. When he said the last sentence, everyone laughed along.

"Of course not. Even if the man gives a large gift, according to the rules, the woman's return gift cannot be less. She must return at least half. Otherwise, how embarrassing it will be for the man's family."

"However, how many families in our area can easily afford to give a few hundred yuan as a betrothal gift these days? People in the county may not be so generous, unless those old bachelors with missing limbs really can't get married, then they will use money to throw away the money!"

"That's right, speaking of this, Zhao Dacheng, didn't you arrange a blind date for your little Meng some time ago? I heard that the girl was willing to pay 200 yuan as a betrothal gift. I was wondering which good old man would be willing to spend so much money to marry a widow whose husband had died and had a child. I found out that she was a cripple and she was almost 40 years old. You are really a wicked person!"

When the uncle said this, Meng Meng raised her head suddenly, her eyes full of shock. She turned around to look at her mother at the door, only to see that Mother Zhao's eyes were evasive and she didn't dare to look at her.

It was clearly said on the phone that he was a healthy man in his thirties, and that he looked okay, but it turned out that he was just tricking her!

Jiang Cheng frowned and stared at Zhao Dacheng with a scary look in his eyes.

Meng Meng felt heartbroken. She never expected that her own mother would join her elder brother and sister-in-law in plotting against her.

She didn't dare to think about what her brother and sister-in-law would force her to do for that little bit of money after she came back. If Jiang Cheng hadn't made her change her mind, her life would have been really ruined!

"From what you said, a 200 yuan gift is considered quite decent when you marry a wife here!"

The police roughly understood the situation, and then looked at Zhao Dacheng. To be honest, when he got married last year, the dowry, banquet, and purchase of silver bracelets and silver rings, all together, was less than two hundred yuan. He was still from the county town, so the banquet was very lively. On the way, he heard from Jiang Cheng that he asked for five hundred yuan right away. What a good guy, he might as well just go and rob him. Isn't this just selling people?

Each place has its own way of speaking and perspectives. If it is in the city, locals would be embarrassed to tell others that they want to marry a wife at least a thousand yuan.

"Two hundred yuan is rare. At least in our village, no family has ever paid that much for a girl's wedding. Usually it's eighty-eight yuan, and the more generous ones will pay ninety-nine yuan for good luck!"

It can be seen that this place is even poorer than Jiangjia Village. Jiangjia Village is at least not that remote. There are several towns around it, so it is convenient to get there and do anything. It is also convenient for transportation. It takes more than an hour to get to the county town. Therefore, people there are more generous in marrying a wife than here. Every place has its own rules!

When Jiang Cheng married Song Mei, he gave her 80 yuan as a betrothal gift. Later, he paid 100 yuan as compensation for the divorce because he was the one who initiated the divorce. So no matter how bad Song Mei was, her life would be difficult after the divorce. He had to pay the compensation and he didn't intend to refuse it. After all, she gave birth to a daughter for him, so she had made a contribution. They didn't give face to the monk, but to the Buddha. This is the three views of the Jiang family.