A good man who turns in his private house
The room where Zhou Ziyun and his wife lived, because it was specially renovated when they got married, looked relatively new, and the red word "happiness" that represented festivity was still in the house, and it seemed that you could still feel the joyful atmosphere when the two got married.
"Cousin, how are you doing in the Zhou family? Did the people of the Zhou family bully you? Zhou Ziya took her hand, feeling that these hands were obviously much thicker than her own.
"Xiaoya, don't worry, I'm doing very well. My family is very nice to me. And my husband is also devoted to me. When Zhou Ziyun said this, he always had a happy smile on his face.
"That's good. Although when you got married, your grandfather and grandmother said some unpleasant things, but no matter what, they are a family, and if you really encounter any trouble, you will come home. At the beginning, the old man and the Zhou family resolutely disagreed with their granddaughter marrying into the Zhou family, but in the end, Zhou Ziyun forced each other to die, although the two agreed, but they also said cruel words, the person who married out is the water that was spilled, and don't go back to her parents' house if you have anything.
"Hmm. Xiaoya, I know. Rest assured, I'm doing well. I brought a lot of dowry, and I didn't usually have much to use, and my family would make money. When my husband came back, he also brought back some silver, and gave it all to me for safekeeping. ”
"Ah, my brother-in-law gave you a private room. How many private rooms does my brother-in-law have? ”
"Hehe, your brother-in-law has a lot of private rooms, let me tell you, don't say it, they don't know your brother-in-law's private father. There were more than three hundred taels in all, all of which he had saved by himself when he was fighting. Zhou Ziyun whispered.
In ancient times, a country family like this grew their own food, and the daily needs of a few people in a year were miscellaneous with oil and salt, and so on, saving a little, a few taels of silver was enough. More than three hundred taels, that can be said to be used for a lifetime. But it's definitely not a small amount. Zhou Ziya was also very happy to hear it, and she looked like she promised that I would keep it secret.
In fact, when he first went, Zhou Jiajian was still very good at fighting, although he was injured, but when he won the war, he was smart and would take the opportunity to get some from those dead people, which can be regarded as some private little unspoken rules of being a soldier. It's not strange, it's slowly accumulating little by little, but it's getting more and more. Later, he lost an arm and went through nine deaths, but he persevered. Without an arm, you can't go to the battlefield. He was transferred to the fire room to help with the cooking. The people are safe, the money is saved, they can steal something to eat in the fire room, and their bodies are well raised. Later, naturally, the war ended, and his soldier was returned. He was going to hand over part of the money he brought back to his parents.
However, after coming back, Zhou Ziyun was told to him by the villagers, and the conditions at home were not bad for food and drink. He felt that he had suffered too much for the girl he loved. And he was missing an arm, so he secretly hid the money. He decided that if Zhou Ziyun married him, he would give the silver to his daughter-in-law, and if he didn't marry himself, he would give most of it to his father to fulfill his filial piety.
Naturally, Zhou Ziyun, who had been waiting for him for several years, insisted on marrying him, and Zhou Jiajian handed over all the money to Zhou Ziyun, and did not tell his family that his private house was all managed by his daughter-in-law.
Zhou Ziya admired this brother-in-law's approach so much, and immediately expressed countless praises in front of her cousin, and even felt that her brother-in-law who had a private room like this was definitely a good man. My cousin simply chose the right one this time.