Reborn 1990: Running towards the life of a housewife

While they were chatting, they saw a few people coming in from the door. At first glance, they were from the Zhao family. Zhao Jiacheng and the old lady Zhao were walking in front, followed by a short, fat, middle-aged woman. The woman was holding a hand. A chubby young girl who was almost the same as her.

"Are those two at the back Zhao Jiacheng's newly married women?"

"That's her. Next to her is the daughter she brought here. Why don't you see Mr. Zhao?"

"He's dead. He disappeared last year. Xiaoya went back to attend the funeral..."

"That's it, I really don't know, I haven't heard of it..."

Yuan Fenfang and Shen Xiaojun were chatting in the living room. When the Zhao family entered the yard, the old lady walked into the house in a hurry, still shouting: "Xiaoya! Xiaoya."

Zhao Ya responded in the room. Mrs. Zhao entered the room and dug up the small bamboo standing next to her. She stretched out a pair of thick and dry hands to touch Zhao Ya's body. Her old face smiled and said, "Oh, still. It’s our Zhao family’s baby, look at how good it looks!”

Xiaozhu rolled her eyes. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that her sister is good-looking and has a close relationship with the Zhao family!It's obvious that the Lin family has good genes.

He was awkward with Lin Ruxiaozhu, the kind of awkwardness that he always didn't want her to get her wish. There was grievance in this awkwardness, and he was angry about why she couldn't protect her, why he didn't keep looking for her, but waited until she had finished suffering before coming to her.

For the Zhao family, Xiaozhu hates and dislikes her in her bones, especially this old lady, who is so shameless!It was obviously her who had shamed her, but she still had the nerve to ask her to go back to her hometown to see her, but she wouldn't go back!When Mr. Zhao died, she didn't even go back to show mourning. No matter what those people said about her, she didn't care anyway.

Mrs. Zhao sat down on the bed and said with a pout, "Your mother, too, didn't know to inform us earlier. You are getting married today, but she was yesterday, so we almost didn't have time to prepare."

After saying that, he unfastened his belt and took out 200 yuan from the bag inside his pants, and stuffed it into Zhao Ya's hand, "Take it! This is for you."

Zhao Ya didn't want it, not because she felt sorry for the old man who had little money, but because she had been his granddaughter for so many years, she knew this person very well. If she gave a little, she would take back more.

Mrs. Zhao originally wanted to stuff Zhao Ya's pockets, but she didn't see any pockets on her white clothes, so she put the money directly under the pillow.

She went to hold Zhao Ya's hand again, "Your mother sent someone a message, and she didn't say how the groom's house was. I took a look at the groom's house when I came here just now, and it looked like it was okay! It's quite a big yard. It’s bigger than your mother’s yard, and the relatives in it are all well-dressed..."

Without waiting for Zhao Ya to speak, she asked again: "How much did you give as a bride price? Have you prepared a new house? How should the gifts at the banquet be calculated?"

"..."

Zhao Ya withdrew her hand, went to get the bride's corsage on the dressing table, lowered her head and pinned it to her chest.

Seeing that she was silent, Mrs. Zhao frowned, "Ask you, why don't you speak? Why are you still the same as before? Are you still running the store like this? Who dares to enter the store to buy things from you when you are so silent? ."

Xiaozhu rolled his eyes, "I don't want to answer you if I don't speak! It's none of your business how much gift my sister gets when she gets married! Why are you asking so much!"

Mrs. Zhao slapped her directly!

"No tutor! I'm asking you? I want you to say it here. I'm a nurse, what's wrong? Your mother accepted the gift. Anyway, the money is half of your father's! Don't think that you can do it without saying anything. Just pretend that this is not the case! What a beautiful thought!"

Xiaozhu didn't let her hit him, so he dodged away and stood at the door, saying angrily: "You have a beautiful idea! You are still thinking about asking for a betrothal gift, where is the dowry? Take out the dowry first before talking!"

"What dowry? Only those who get married need dowry. Your sister is so beautiful, how can she be married off in vain and raised to such a big age? This gift money must not be small. When your brother gets married, you will have to use it. Get a wife with this money!”

Xiaozhu sneered: "Don't you want Zhao Lin to marry the oil bottle that the woman brought? Why, you still need a betrothal gift like that?"

"Why are you so venomous at such a young age! How did your mother teach you?"

"none of your business?"

Mrs. Zhao jumped up to hit Xiaozhu. Zhao Ya grabbed her and before she could speak, there was a noise in the yard.

"...Why did you decide to take away all the betrothal gifts to Xiaoya? Half of them are mine."

"Fuck you! We didn't ask you for a dowry, but you have the nerve to ask for a bride price! How much money have you spent over the years to support your family? You have the nerve to say that you have raised a daughter, and your daughter can barely support you!"

Shen Xiaojun came out of the bathroom and saw that there was a quarrel. Just when he wanted to go out and take a look, he saw Mrs. Zhao running out of the room, followed by Zhao Ya.

Shen Xiaojun stopped her, "Don't go. It's a good day for you to get married today. Don't try to make excuses. Your uncles are outside, and your mother can't bear the loss."

Then he said to Xiaozhu: "Stay with your sister and don't let her come out."

Xiaozhu nodded repeatedly, "Sister, let's go in."

Xiaofang also went to pull Zhao Ya. She was not embarrassed to listen to what Mrs. Zhao said inside just now, so she came out.

"It's almost time to pick up the bride. Let's touch up our makeup. Xiaozhu and I are the bridesmaids, so we also have to tidy up."

The three girls entered the house, and Lin Tiao also rushed in, saying that she wanted to help, and closed the door after entering the house.

There was still a commotion in the yard, and Zhao Jiacheng's later wife was making a fuss, "...Sister, what you said is wrong. After all, Jiacheng is Xiaoya's father, so it's only right for him to ask."

She hugged her chest with both hands and looked at Lin Ru with a confused look on her face, "Speaking of which, when Xiaoya proposed to get married, you should have informed us that our daughter is getting married. As a father, he has to speak. How to tie the knot, how much dowry to give, how many banquets to hold, and how many people to invite all have to be discussed."

"There are still a lot of relatives and friends in my hometown, and they are all on the move. If you do this, we won't be able to accept the gift money here, and even Xiaoya and her second uncle won't be able to come back in time."

"Who is your eldest sister?" Lin Ru said directly without giving any face, "What's the matter with you? Did I invite you here? Who told you to lick your face?"

Her daughter was getting married today, and she was supposed to be overjoyed, but Zhao Jiacheng asked for a betrothal gift and wanted to share the money as soon as she arrived.

Even if he mentioned it a day later, Lin Ru would not be so angry.

If I had known earlier, I wouldn’t have informed them!

If it weren't for the fear that the He family would talk about whether Xiaoya would be a father when she got married, she wouldn't even want to mention the Zhao family.

Lin Ruhen said: Why isn't he dead?