Splendid peasant girl busy farming

The old man said in his heart that this fourth child was really saying the same thing. When asking him to borrow something, he would not be able to borrow it in a hundred ways. If he did not borrow it himself, he would jump out and not believe it.

Yang Huaming said: "Dad, I just thought about it again. If you make up your mind to borrow money for Mei'er to collect the dowry, then if my He'er remarries, our four-bedroom house will not be in good condition, and we will have no money to build a new house. Yes,

When the time comes, hehe, I will also learn from you, and I will have to borrow some from you to make do..."

As soon as Yang Huaming said this, everyone here changed their expressions.

Old Yangtou himself had completely lost control of his expression, and his mouth was so wide that he could stuff an egg into it.

Yang Yongqing shouted directly: "No, Fourth Uncle, no, leave some time for us!"

"You said, you are marrying your daughter, and you are thinking about the dowry yourself. How big of a head do you want to wear? Why do you need to involve other people's families? When my daughter gets married, and my son gets married, I will also crowdfund in the family! "

Yang Huaming chuckled, "I don't want to either, isn't this... your father gave me inspiration!"

At this point, Old Yangtou's face was already very ugly.

Compared with crowdfunding, Yang Huazhou was more curious about He'er's marriage.

"Fourth brother, what's going on? Is there any plans for He'er's marriage?"

Yang Huaming smiled and said nothing.

But this is already a disguised admission.

At this time, everyone's emotions were aroused.

I don't know who it was, but revealed a few words, and everyone realized that He'er and Li Laoer from Lijiacun had some kind of fate...

Yang Huaming raised his hand to suppress everyone's discussion, and only looked at Old Yang, "Dad, your daughter is going to remarry, and your granddaughter is probably close to something good. Mei'er is a widow, pitiful, and He'er is mute, so... It's pitiful. They are both daughters of our old Yang family. How should we remarry? They need to be unified, right? A bowl of water must be balanced, don't you think?"

Old Yangtou looked at Yang Huaming with a complicated expression, and said to himself that this fourth child really gave me a big, big problem!

A bowl of water has to be leveled, and now everyone is forced to pay for Meier's dowry. Even if everyone is unhappy, this is it.

But what happened next was He'er.

There will be one and two, and when the time comes, everyone will have to share He'er's share for the sake of face.

In the end, I was seeking benefits for the fourth room, but it caused two huge waves of hatred for myself.

Yang Yongqing suddenly raised his hand: "By the way, Xiu Xiu is also waiting there for the remarriage!"

"Although Xiuxiu's marriage is not planned now, I want to sign her up in advance. If Xiuxiu remarries one day, second brother, don't pay for it yourself. Our old Yang family has rules about remarriage. Just put it on and do it!”

Yang Yongjin glared at Yang Yongqing, "You're the only one who talks a lot, so just give it a rest!"

Although he spat at Yang Yongqing, Yang Yongqing's words made everyone present even more stunned.

The lid of the tea bowl in Old Yangtou's hand almost fell over...

This is not two waves of hatred, this is three waves of hatred!

amount……

Damn guys, this is terrible! This is simply unplayable!

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In the backyard, Yang Huamei and Mrs. Tan didn't go to the toilet at all. They were standing by the well behind the kitchen.

At dusk, the mosquitoes came out. Tan held a cattail leaf fan in his hand to help Yang Ruoqing drive away the mosquitoes.

At the same time, he did not forget to comfort Yang Huamei in a low voice: "Don't worry, Mei'er. Your father can definitely persuade your brother and nephew to help you get a decent dowry."

! When the time comes when you marry Xu Yuanming happily and live a prosperous life together, those years in Old Wang's family should be treated as just a dream and forgotten! "

Yang Huamei lowered her head, her face full of sadness, and said nothing.

Is it really that simple? Can it be regarded as a dream? When you wake up from the dream and open your eyes, you will forget everything? Not to mention the years when she gave birth to and raised the big white and little black brothers, not to mention the little interactions between her and Wang Shuanzi back then, just talk about the new eldest grandson Zhuangzhuang added to the Wang family in the past two years...

Let's just say that she can't forget the two years she spent with Zhuangzhuang day and night. She really can't forget it!

She was the one who took care of such a little big baby before she was born, and she took care of everything she ate, drank and cared about...

From that little tug to now two years old, running all over the place, eating and drinking whatever he wants, his little hands know how to express it in his own way, neither hungry nor thirsty...

These things one after another, these scenes one after another, are like a branding iron that has been deeply imprinted on the soul. It will never be forgotten, even until death!

However, those things have passed, and now that things have reached this stage, Lao Wang's family and their previous life can never go back.

Since I can't go back, I have to move forward, and now I have something in my stomach again...

Well, if this is all fate, then I'll accept it.

Marry Xu Yuanming with a dowry and start a new life. Xu Yuanming was in the prime of life and making money to support his family.

She will keep her own dowry and use it as her own small treasury, which will also give her confidence...

"Hey, there are footsteps in front of me. It seems like your brother and nephew are here to inquire about Hu Lai."

Tan suddenly patted Yang Huamei's arm.

The mother and daughter hid in a corner of the kitchen and looked forward. Sure enough, in the dusk, they saw Yang Huaming, Yang Huazhou and the others leaving the east room and heading towards the front yard.

"That's it, let's go back to the east room."

When Yang Yongqing, who was walking at the back, disappeared from the side door, Mrs. Tan quickly dragged Yang Huamei out from behind the kitchen and couldn't wait to go to the east room.

In the east room, Mrs. Tan rushed through the door first and went straight to Lao Yangtou who was smoking a dry cigarette at the table.

"Old man, how are you doing? How much money did you collect for your dowry?"

Old Yang squinted his eyes and blew out a puff of smoke, then glanced at Mr. Tan: "Guess."

"I guess?" Mrs. Tan was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Yang Huamei behind her.

Yang Huamei was a little embarrassed, "This matter... how can I guess?"

It's like doing business, I can't open my mouth...

Yang Huamei was too embarrassed to guess, but Mrs. Tan had already made an offer. She suppressed her excitement and gestured to Old Yang with two fingers: "Twenty taels of silver?"

Old Yang shook his head.

"Fifteen taels?"

Old Yang still shook his head.

The smile on Tan's face was already very forced: "Eight taels?"

Old Yangtou still didn't respond.

Tan's smile completely disappeared, "It can't be four or five!"

Old Yang raised his head and said to Mrs. Tan: "With five taels of silver, you can get a wife in our village, even with the current market conditions!"

"Why, you're not happy with five or six taels of silver as a dowry? What kind of family do you have!"

Tan's face was dark, "Fifty-six taels of silver, Lao Wu just pulls off a hair. You can't just collect five or six taels of silver for a big family of old and young men, right? That's too shabby!"

"Mom, don't say that. It's up to your brother and nephews to pay as much as you can." Yang Huamei persuaded Mrs. Tan in time.

Five or six taels of silver were at the bottom of the box, which she didn't mind. It was also a good sum of money.