The stolen magic is a bit magical

When my mother saw the string of zeros on her message, she was completely stunned...

Miao Ruolan stood up, walked to the yard, and patted her head gently, feeling a little confused...

Everyone who participates in the high price of bride price is committing a crime!
Whether it is her or Zhou Xi, when they receive a case about bride price, they always curse and hate this social phenomenon, but what can they do?

The reality is there: my brother's marriage, my parents' wishes...

The social situation has been distorted!
Some people say that when an avalanche occurs, no snowflake is innocent.

However, various realistic factors combined together are like an invisible whip, forcing people to get involved.

The bride price is like another form of involution.

Once this trend starts, it will be difficult to stop it.

For example, a family has a son and a daughter. Your daughter wants to get married in style and does not want a dowry, but your daughter-in-law's parents do not agree with this and insist on a dowry. What can you do?
If parents' flesh could be cut and sold for money, they would be willing to use the old bones to make soup. However, is this pot of soup really worth money?

Every person and every family is involved, whether they like it or not.

The money in Miao Ruolan's account is far more than 380,000.

Today's 380,000 is actually not a lot of money for her.

She didn't tell her mother because she felt that the money should not belong to her. It was Xiao Su's love for her and she couldn't squander his love. However, reality still made her bow her head.

She felt sorry for Xiao Su.

"Hi! Ruolan!" a tender voice came.

Ruolan raised her eyes and saw Huiyan.

Today, Huiyan is dressed up beautifully, fully displaying her youthful style.

"Hui Yan!" Miao Ruolan greeted her with a smile.

"Ruolan, why do I feel like you've become a completely different person this year!" Huiyan approached: "You've become more beautiful, so beautiful that I can't recognize you."

"How could that be?" Miao Ruolan's face flushed slightly.

"You're still saying no! Let the villagers see that you are definitely two different people than you were last year!" Hui Yan smiled softly: "You've found a boyfriend, right? This is the effect of being nurtured by a man..."

Miao's mother had just excitedly hung up the phone with her in-laws and walked out of the house in high spirits, ready to share the good news with her daughter. Suddenly, she heard Huiyan's words and stopped.

The two women in the yard chatted for a while. Huiyan kept talking about making money through live streaming to buy cars and houses, but Miao Ruolan was not very interested in the topic. It was a bit awkward because they didn't have the same topic. They were not in the same circle, and it seemed that there was no way to force herself to fit in. Finally, Huiyan couldn't continue the conversation and left.

Miao Ruolan returned to the house and was grabbed by her mother.

"Lan'er, tell me, are you and that Xiao Su..."

Miao Ruolan's face turned red: "Mom, don't talk nonsense! We are partners."

"What's wrong with being a partner? We can still develop our relationship. You said he's been so good to you..."

"Mom, you should pay more attention to my brother!" Miao Ruolan had no confidence at all on this issue. The key point was that Huiyan's vision was not good in other aspects, but she was too sharp in matters between men and women. She could see that she had been nurtured by a man.

"Your brother, it's done!" Mom's face flushed with excitement: "I just called the in-laws over there. When they heard that the money was ready, they were very enthusiastic and asked us to go over tomorrow to discuss the child's marriage..."

The same drama is performed in various versions in villages across Fengcheng County.

The Chinese New Year is originally a season for urging people to get married.

We don’t have time to communicate during normal times, so the New Year is an opportunity, right?

Therefore, anyone over the age of 25 will be urged to get married every New Year.

The same is true in Laotashon Village where Lin Xiaosu is located.

As a result, several people in their thirties in the village dare not go home for the New Year, and even if they go home, they dare not visit their neighbors. When guests come to their house, as long as the topic turns to marriage, this poor young man will most likely go to the toilet and run away.

This situation does not exist for Lin Xiaosu alone.

He is a template-level character.

He is known as "the other people's child" by everyone in the village.

Why?

This kid is awesome!
How awesome is it?
Without spending a penny, I coaxed a little girl to live directly at my home!

Moreover, this little girl is so capable that she is simply the ceiling for all daughters-in-law.

I can grow vegetables, do laundry, and clean the house and yard.

The food he cooks is simply that of a five-star chef.

The most important thing is that she is not pretentious at all and she does whatever her mother-in-law says.

Smiling every day.

Most importantly, she is beautiful!
As a result, the marriage urging rhetoric in Lao Tashan Village often begins with "Look at the old Lin family at the east end of the village..."

This also has a problem. That is, the wives who married into Laotashan Village feel a little resentful when they see Xiaoye. It would be great if everyone could play badly on the same platform. You are so outstanding before you even get married. How can others live?
Based on some subtle fear of being compared.

Xiaoye actually has no friends in Laotashon Village.

This was exactly what Lin Xiaosu wanted.

If she were a real person, he would certainly hope that she had friends and lived a happy and fulfilling life.

But there is a kind of people in the world who cannot have friends, and that is the people who are not genuine themselves.

"Mom, when will Dad come home?" Lin Xiaosu asked.

"It should be around noon, right?" said Mom.

Xiaoye blinked beside him: "Xiao Su, shall we go buy some New Year's goods?"

Lin Xiaosu was a little surprised, what?

How come you, a little robot, have your own ideas?

But my mother nodded: "You should go buy New Year's goods. I don't even know what Xiaoye likes to eat. You can buy it yourself. Buy what you like..."

Lin Xiaosu rode his family's old motorcycle.

Xiaoye hugged his waist happily.

At least, that's the template to outsiders.

When they arrived in the county town, they bought fish, meat, firecrackers, and clothes for their parents.

While Lin Xiaosu was tying these things to the motorcycle, Xiaoye went to the public toilet next door to use the restroom. After about ten minutes, she came out...

"Everything has been bought! Let's..." Lin Xiaosu's voice suddenly stopped.

He stared at Xiaoye with his eyes wide open.

Xiaoye was wearing the same clothes as before.

The face seemed to be the same face as before.

But it only seems so.

She is not Xiaoye!

She is the long night!
"Did you see that?" Chang Ye smiled gently.

"How did you come?"

Chang Ye said: "I'll have a New Year's Eve dinner with you."

Today is the twenty-fourth day of the twelfth lunar month.

Little New Year!

The New Year's Eve dinner is also a New Year's Eve dinner. According to local tradition, one must pay tribute to the ancestors. People say that the New Year's Eve dinner is for the ancestors to enter the house, and they will be sent away after the 15th day of the first lunar month...

Therefore, this New Year’s Eve dinner has a different meaning.

The long night is coming.

Considering that it was Xiaoye's suggestion to go out and buy New Year's goods just now, Lin Xiaosu boldly asserted that Changye had given Xiaoye instructions.

Changye exchanged clothes with Xiaoye and took Xiaoye's place.

And Xiaoye will spend this day in the hotel.

"Are you going to leave after having a New Year's Eve dinner? Are you not going to stay overnight?"

Chang Ye's eyes turned slightly: "Let's talk about it later..."

"Come on, get in the car! I'm taking my real wife home!"

Chang Ye chuckled: "Actually, the difference between true and false is quite interesting... You can totally treat Xiao Ye as your real wife, the kind with real weapons, but I am a fake wife, at most I will let you try out my feelings. Speaking of which, I think it would be better for me to leave after dinner, otherwise, you will have to drag us into the frying pan together..."

"Our last breakthrough also started with the feel."

"Last time was last time, this time is this time! I was able to break through last time, but I can't this time..." Chang Ye lay on his back, rubbing his chest against his back, very intimately.

However, this was probably the most intimate she could be.

When they got home, Dad was already back.

Chang Ye walked up to him and called him uncle affectionately. His father was so happy that he couldn't stop smiling. He took out a red envelope and insisted on giving it to Chang Ye, saying that this was the first time they met and he had to accept it no matter what.

Chang Ye behaved just like Xiao Ye. She listened to whatever her elders said, without arguing or objecting. She accepted it.

My mother put the dishes on the table and lit incense.

Let Lin Xiaosu kowtow.

The old couple had no requirements for the long night.

After all, she is not a real daughter-in-law.

But Chang Ye took the initiative to step forward and kowtowed.

The old couple were smiling happily.

Lin Xiaosu's mind was quietly distracted.

Changye, you suddenly came here today and switched shifts with Xiaoye. Is it because of this?
You know that among traditional etiquette, there is the custom of kowtowing to ancestors.

You feel that ancestors cannot be bullied.

So real people appear on screen to complete this ceremony for our ancestors?

If so, that's really well-intentioned.

The lunch shows the true nature of the family.

In the afternoon, Lin Xiaosu and Chang Ye took a walk around Laotashan Village.

In the evening, the sky gradually became overcast, indicating that a heavy snow might be imminent.

Mom called from the yard: "Xiaoye, Xiaosu, it's windy outside, come back."

So, I went back.

As soon as I entered the yard, a cool breeze blew and the first snow of the year fell.

It was snowing heavily when they were having dinner. After dinner, Lin Xiaosu and Chang Ye went upstairs.

Inside, an electric stove is used to heat the room.

And it opens very early.

While Lin Xiaosu and Changye were outside, my mother turned on the electric heater in advance to keep the room warm.

Although this was just a small thing, it was still quite touching in Changye's eyes.

Rural ladies have always been very frugal, but in order to make her more comfortable, the old lady also became very careful.

This is the warmth of home.

"It's snowing heavily!" Lin Xiaosu sat down by the window: "It seems that God wants to keep you here to celebrate the New Year."

"It's useless even if God keeps me here!" Chang Ye smiled softly: "The key is that I don't have Xiao Ye's blessing. I can't cook, and I can't play with you. Really, I suddenly feel that I am inferior to Xiao Ye in every way."

“How could that be? For example, here in my place…” Lin Xiaosu pointed to his heart: “Ten thousand little nights added together are not as good as one real long night!”

Chang Ye chuckled: "Isn't it too early to be sentimental now? Let's do it later."

"So what now?"

"Tell me something!"

"You start!"

Chang Ye lifted the teacup in front of him and said, "You are probably more concerned about the newly emerged organization Utopia. Let me tell you about Utopia..." (End of this chapter)