Chapter Seventy-Nine: Sold

Back in the room, Yao Xinyue lay on the table and looked at Su Wenli's embroidered handkerchief, and suddenly asked, "Mother, do you think the uncle and the aunt will agree to pay this money?" ”

Su Wenli kept her hands on it, but shook her head gently: "No, with your uncle's temperament, I'm afraid this family affair will be yellow." ”

Yao Xinyue frowned, "This can't be, if you quit this family business, what will the eldest brother do?" ”

Su Wenli stopped what she was doing, raised her hand and gently combed the hair on her head, and said, "Don't you know your uncle's temperament?" The Zhang family's matter, to be honest, is not authentic, knowing the situation of our family, it was indeed our family who dragged down the Zhang family girl before, and it is understandable to ask for a dowry increase, but as soon as you open your mouth, it will cost twenty taels, how is this possible? All the money in our family now adds up to less than ten taels. ”

"Can't you lose a penny? You can let the sister of the Zhang family marry first, can we make up for it later? Yao Xinyue said that they will definitely be able to earn more money in the future, it's just a matter of time.

Su Wenli smiled helplessly and shook her head: "When the father and mother of the girl of the Zhang family came in the afternoon, your uncle and your aunt asked if they could have less, but they didn't agree, saying that the son in the family was going to get married, and this house or something asked for money everywhere, and this dowry was indispensable." ”

I'll go, this is clearly the rhythm of selling my daughter to raise my son???

Yao Xinyue refreshed her cognition and said directly: "Are they selling their daughters or marrying their daughters?" ”

Su Wenli sighed and shook her head, looked at Yao Xinyue with doting eyes, and said: "In the future, if my Yue'er wants to get married, as long as you like it, my mother can not have a dowry, as long as the other party is good to you, I will also earn a dowry for you, so that you can marry in style." ”

Yao Xinyue was moved in her heart, but it was too early to say this, not to mention that she was only twelve years old, even if she really reached the age of marriage, she didn't want to marry herself so early.

She is still a child, and she is going to get married and have children, and she can't imagine such a day.

"Mother, I'm going to sleep." Yao Xinyue glanced at the alarm clock with her consciousness, it was almost nine o'clock.

Su Wenli nodded, picked the wick of the oil lamp to make the light brighter, and replied, "Go to sleep, I'll sleep in a while." ”

Looking at Su Wenli's embroidery under the oil lamp, Yao Xinyue wanted to say that she should stop embroidering, it would hurt her eyes, but thinking of Su Wenli's temper, she was afraid that she would not let her embroider, and when she left, Su Wenli would still secretly light the oil lamp to embroider, it was better to leave it like this, she would naturally rest when the time came.

The dim light made Yao Xinyue can't help but think, it would be nice if she could give Su Wenli a lamp, although there is it in the commissary, but that thing should not exist in this era, she still knows this, not to mention that even if she takes it out, everything will be blind without electricity.

Back in the room, Yao Xinyue locked the door and couldn't wait to enter the commissary, the handkerchiefs on the shelves were gone, and the price tags of many goods had turned green.

Yao Xinyue was excited, she had never been so excited, looking at the dazzling array of goods that could be purchased on the shelves, she was even a little excited and didn't know where to start.

In the end, I couldn't get enough of my saliva, so I stuffed a lollipop in my mouth and felt the fruity sweetness that I hadn't seen for a long time, and after thinking about it, I took two out and put them in my pocket, and I will give two small ones tomorrow.