Rebirth of Rural Literary Life

Chapter 490 Discussion on How the Han Tun's Upside-Down Tradition Emerged

Han Zhaohui went crazy with his daughter's words, "I'll beat you to death!"

Han Sanfeng's mother tried her best but couldn't stop her, so she could only shout to her daughter: "Run! What are you waiting for, girl, run!"

Han Sanfeng kept shouting while running: "You are partial, why should I marry? I won't, you haven't given me my dividend yet."

Han Zhaohui chased after his daughter, looking like he was going to kill her. The trouble between the father and daughter was quickly discovered by the villagers, and several people came up to stop Han Zhaohui, who was so angry that he couldn't speak.

"Zhaohui, what are you doing? My daughter is too old to beat her like this."

"Put things down, let people watch and laugh or not?"

Everyone stopped Han Zhaohui and snatched the things from his hands. Seeing that his father was being stopped, Han Sanfeng also stopped in his tracks.

Only then did Han Sanfeng's mother catch up, grabbed Han Sanfeng and slapped her on the back, "I'll let you talk nonsense, you bastard, I'll let you talk nonsense!"

"What are you doing, how old is the child, and you still beating like this?" Someone went up and stopped Han Sanfeng's mother.

Han Sanfeng's mother stopped when she was stopped, and glanced at Han Zhaohui, "Damn girl, who taught you to say those words, so you don't think it's embarrassing? You'll be angry with me and your dad all day, and show your dad. Go, Apologize to your father."

Han Sanfeng stiffened his neck and didn't move.

Han Sanfeng's mother pushed her hard, and then she slowly walked in front of Han Zhaohui, glanced at her mother, and said reluctantly, "Dad, I spoke too aggressively just now, don't take it seriously."

Hearing his daughter's apology, Han Zhaohui's anger subsided a little, but he still said, "You son of a bitch, how are you going to deal with you when I get home?"

"You can do whatever you want with me, you have to give me my dividend." Han Sanfeng said in a daze.

Han Zhaohui's rage just as he went down was provoked by Han Sanfeng again, "I'll kill you loser, if I knew that raising a girl would cost me money, I shouldn't have raised you."

Han Zhaohui's actions were stopped by the crowd, who tried to persuade him.

"What are you doing like a child!"

"Children are ignorant and can't speak. You, an adult, still have the same knowledge as him?"

Han Zhaohui and his daughter confronted each other on the street for a few minutes, and the old men and women in the village who stayed at home during the day all came out to watch the fun.

After inquiring, it turned out that the girl wanted a dowry when she got married.

"Zhaohui, my daughter is about to get married, so don't be too picky, just give me some dowry."

"Our conditions are all good now, don't wrong the child too much, the child will have face when he goes to his in-law's house."

Han Zhaohui was in distress. If his daughter wants to marry someone, he should give some dowry as a matter of course, but this dead girl is too dark-hearted, and she wants to take back her dividend. There are seven people in their family, and they are divided according to the head. The girl also had to take away 6000 yuan.

Han Zhaohui couldn't agree to it even if he was beaten to death. There are still two boys in the family who are not married yet.It is said that the water thrown by the married daughter, this girl started to count the little money from her natal family before she got married, and Han Zhaohui became more and more angry when he thought about it.

As the so-called family ugliness should not be publicized, Han Zhaohui couldn't speak, so he winked at his wife and hurriedly pulled his daughter back home.

When the family of three returned home, Han Zhaohui calmed down, "If you marry, the family will definitely not treat you badly, and will give you 1000 yuan as a dowry."

Han Sanfeng was not happy when he heard that, "The family pays dividends every year, and after the dividends have been distributed in the past few years, I can get 5000 yuan at least."

Han Sanfeng's mother patted her, "You damn girl, why are you so cruel? You don't want to think about your family after you get married, do you? Your second brother and younger brother are not married yet, and there are plenty of places to spend money at home."

"Why can they use the family money when they get married, but I can't when I get married?"

"Didn't I give you 1000 yuan?"

Han Sanfeng disdainfully said: "1000 yuan is called money?"

Han Zhaohui couldn't control his hands and feet when he saw his daughter's eyes open to money. He suppressed his violent emotions, "You are a girl who is going to marry, how much money do you plan to ask your family to give you? Are you going to pay dividends every year? Do I have to take you to the city?"

Han Sanfeng glanced at his father, "When I get married, the dividends will definitely not be the same as before, but you have to give me some. You must give me the dividends of the past few years, otherwise I will not marry."

Han Zhaohui's lips were trembling because of his daughter's unscrupulous attitude, and he kept muttering: "Losing money! Losing money!"

Han Sanfeng's mother kept patting her on the back, "Damn girl! What a loser, she came here to collect debts!"

Seeing her parents' attitude, Han Sanfeng knew that she had won today, and she had a smug smile on her face.

"It's the same for men and women. If my brother and brother can share the money, I can share the money. Why are you partial?"

Han Zhaohui sat down on the edge of the kang, "Here you are, and you will get all the dividends. Hurry up and get married. Be less angry with me, and I can live for a few more years."

This game within the family ended with Han Sanfeng's victory, but the impact of this game in Hantun was far from over.

"Hey, did you hear that? Zhaohui's girl got married and took away all the dividends from the past few years."

"What? Married and took away all the money from the family?"

"It would be good to say that my daughter is a loser. After 20 years of raising her, she will have to pay for it later."

"Zhaohui is also true, can you agree with this?"

"What's wrong with disagreeing? Is it my own daughter? How can I keep her from marrying for the rest of my life?"

"Hey, from now on, our Hantun girl will not be a Tang monk anymore? If someone gets married, she will be able to rest easy for the rest of her life."

These days, let alone rural families, urban families have at least three or five children. After all, there are very few families like Liu Jiaming who have given birth to five sons in a row, so almost every family in Hantun has a daughter.

Han Zhaohui's marriage to a daughter was unanimously considered by the Hantun people as a bad start. After that, Hantun continued to marry a daughter, and the family's savings immediately decreased by several thousand yuan after marrying a daughter.

It's right for a girl to get a dowry when she gets married.But these days, ordinary workers are paid 500 yuan a year, and a dowry will cost thousands of yuan.Dowry out?
This situation must not be allowed to continue. Some girls in the village who are about to get married have other thoughts.

You have to give a dowry when you get married, so it’s okay if I don’t marry?

My own daughter definitely can't let her be a bachelor for the rest of her life, wouldn't it be over for me to find a son-in-law who will step in and marry me?

It is better to act than to be moved, and the common people in Hantun are extraordinarily capable of execution when it comes to this kind of issue involving real money.

Those matchmakers who often come to the door to protect the media and pull the fiber are the first to get wind of it.

Girls from Hantun don’t want to marry outsiders, but they have to recruit a son-in-law who has stepped in. The family conditions almost don’t matter, and the father-in-law will return the gift money.

Twenty or thirty years later, the trend of Han Tun's son-in-law rising up from this time.

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