novelraw Chapter 412 - 11: Shall We Leave Together_2
Chapter 412 - 11: Shall We Leave Together_2
Chapter 412: Chapter 11: Shall We Leave Together_2
That’s like throwing a meat bun at a dog; Zhao Xiuhua absolutely couldn’t agree!
"No way!"
She resolutely disagreed: "Little Three, you can’t calculate like this. You have it tough too, just that little money a month, and once you start a family, have kids, there’s so much to spend on. You can’t give it all as a dowry."
"Besides, Little He might be a good girl, but her mom, Old Mrs. Chu, is especially stingy. Even if you give the money, Little He might not get enough to eat."
"Listen to your mom, just give..."
Zhao Xiuhua originally intended to say, give 20.
But thinking of the gap between 888 and 20, she was afraid Shi Suifeng wouldn’t agree no matter what, insisting the family hand over his money...
So she could only grit her teeth: "Give 88!"
After saying this, her heart bled; 88!
88!
...
Shi Suifeng shook his head: "No, mom, we have to be sincere. The wedding is rushed, it’s already a grievance to the girl. I’ll go back to the army later, leaving her alone at home without some money is not okay."
Zhao Xiuhua, already scared of his attitude of not treating money as money, quickly said: "Mom will give! When she gets married, mom will give her money. Give 200!"
Little Three was about to return to the army, and as the mother, it was her decision whether or not to give money to the family’s only young girl.
Now generously promising two hundred, Zhao Xiuhua felt very at peace in her heart.
Shi Suifeng was also basically satisfied.
—Can’t push people too hard.
He was thus moved and said: "Mom, you have it tough."
"What about the banquet?" He began to count piece by piece: "The banquet needs fish and meat, white-cut pork, braised pork trotters, as well as cigarettes and wine..."
Just listening to the menu, Zhao Xiuhua already regretted it.
These days, hosting a banquet is a loss with no returns. Because people in the village don’t give cash gifts, everyone is tight, at most gifting a bowl of rice, a few eggs, and a basket of vegetables.
So, the banquet is purely spending money.
According to Shi Suifeng, how much money will it take?
But if it’s not done well, will the youngest son be willing?
Zhao Xiuhua’s brain spun quickly as if she could be the top scholar, and she really came up with an excuse.
"Little Three, let’s not hold the banquet."
...
Zhao Xiuhua, however, made it sound very reasonable—
"Look, you’re going back to the army the day after tomorrow. Tomorrow we still have to discuss the dowry, and the other side wants to marry immediately, where’s the time to hold a banquet?"
Shi Suifeng was not very happy: "But if there is no banquet, won’t people say we are deceiving them!"
Zhao Xiuhua thought, Old Mrs. Chu, that old witch, will definitely say something, even if it’s reasonable!
But, money is the most important!
So, she also took on the stance of a caring mother: "Don’t worry, mom will handle it!"
Since that’s the case, the basic things were already explained.
Shi Suifeng was content: "Alright, if we’re inviting someone over tomorrow, mom, shouldn’t we start braising the meat tonight? And kill two chickens, otherwise, there won’t be enough food with so many people."
"Oh, by the way, I ran into Aunt Juhua on the way. Her family caught five big grass carp today, I quietly gave her 5 bucks, and they’ll probably be delivered soon..."
Every word increased Zhao Xiuhua’s breathing, at this moment, she just hated herself for giving birth to a squanderer!
...
That evening, Chu River unexpectedly didn’t go to the river to fish.
That evening, Shi Suifeng also didn’t go to the cave.
Instead, the nephew and niece, along with four other little ones, each got half an egg.
That was brought back by Chu River from his routine ransacking, so everyone in the house was forced to be delighted.
Including Chu the Fourth’s family, who were happy that Chu River wouldn’t have time to hit people the next day.
Early the next morning, the two families planned to meet.
It’s not the busy farming season, so taking time off was easier. The brigade leader routinely wanted to make things difficult, only to be scolded by his wife—his youngest daughter Wen Juan was determined to marry Shi Suifeng, not taking advantage of this opportunity before the other side got married, how long did he want the girl to wait?
Wen Juan locked herself in the room, contemplating her future—either patiently preparing, enduring the pressure to enter university, or finding a suitable person to marry in the village.
She wanted neither of these options—she wanted to move to the city! She didn’t want to work in the fields!
As someone who had come from the future and entered a book, she felt she had her own fate! A future big shot would definitely be waiting for her!
Wiping her tears, Wen Juan didn’t cry!
...
Meanwhile, Zhao Weihong got up early to apply makeup—though there was no makeup, she just applied a blob of greasy clam oil.
She tweaked her shabby clothes and was about to go out.
The fellow young educated workers already heard the work bell, and one asked her: "Zhao Weihong, where are you going?"