Chapter 549: Pressure

Will you reach out to the eldest brother of the Luo family and get me a wife? "

Meng Xingsheng's expression was slumped, but if you pay close attention, it is not difficult to see resentment in his eyes.

Wang Guilan: "I don't have that face."

Meng Xingsheng: "Then let me and the brothers below become bachelors?"

"You have no hands and feet, can't you earn dowry money for yourself?"

The dead old man kicked off his legs and walked away quickly, leaving her to suffer in this home. If he had known what happened, she would not have entered Lao Meng's house no matter what.

Wang Guilan looked at Meng Xingsheng and Meng Xingping, and then looked at the other children outside the door, feeling that the burden was so heavy that she could hardly breathe.

"mother……"

Meng Xingping suddenly made a sound.

Wang Guilan: "If you have anything to say, just say it."

Meng Xingping: "By earning work points and other points from the team at the end of the year, I'm afraid my second brother and I will have to wait at least two or three years before we can marry a wife."

"Something is better than nothing, but if it doesn't work, you can think of other ways." Without access to public food, which villager like them is not earning work points in the fields?

If you don’t want to do it, then it’s fine. When the brigade is sharing the rations, you won’t have a share. Then at the end of the year, when the brigade is sharing the rations, you won’t have a share either.

"Be diligent with your hands and feet. With the hard work of you and my second brother, the money you will receive in the next year will not be less."

After hearing what his mother said, Meng Xingping pursed his lips, turned around and walked out of the room without saying anything else.

Meng Xingsheng asked Wang Guihua: "How much money can the family afford now?" Shui Cao is a good girl and he doesn't want to wait any longer.

"You don't know how to do math yourself? When I married your eldest brother, our family owed a lot of external debts, and we have only paid back part of it." Wang Guihua's meaning is obvious, she has no money!

If there was any, I would have taken it out and paid off the debt long ago.

Meng Xingsheng clenched his fists, looked away from his mother, and left without looking back.

It was approaching evening, in the woods at the west end of the village.

"Auntie, will you promise to give my family a gift of two hundred yuan?"

"My family doesn't have that much money."

"Then what do you want to do?"

"My eldest brother got married before, and my family owed debts. I haven't paid them off yet. If I borrow money from the village again, I'm afraid there won't be anyone..."

"My mother said she would not agree to marry me to you without a gift of two hundred yuan."

The speaker was a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old, tall, thin, pretty, and wearing a braid.

His surname is Cui and his given name is Shuicao.

"You... don't worry, I will definitely find a way to come up with a gift of 200 yuan for your family." This was Meng Xingsheng's voice. He and Cui Shuicao stood face to face, with a slightly reserved expression, but his eyes showed true feelings. .

Looking at him, Cui Shuicao blushed, bit her lip and said, "Brother Xingsheng, I really want to get along with you, and I am willing to wait for you, but if your parents don't invite a matchmaker to my house to propose marriage, my parents will I’ll probably give him another look.”

Speaking of which, nowadays, when a city man marries a daughter-in-law, the bride price given to the woman is only two to three hundred yuan.

Of course, if the family is in good condition, there should be more than five hundred. For example, the betrothal gift given by Luo Yanqing to Jiang Li is definitely considerable.

Leaving aside the city, when it comes to marrying a daughter-in-law from a peasant family, if the bride price is too much, it will only be sixty or seventy, and very few will exceed one hundred.

For twenty or thirty yuan, you can get a wife.

In this way, Cui Shuicao's family asked Meng Xingsheng to pay 200 yuan as a gift. It was a big deal. To put it bluntly, this was not marrying a daughter, but selling food.

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