Cheng Qiao no longer wasted her attention on Miao Qing, but squeezed over to Aunt Wang. When Aunt Wang saw Cheng Qiao, she quickly grabbed her and whispered to her.
Although it was a whisper, the voice was quite loud: "Second-rate wife, I think your dowry is better. Also, you took all the gifts back to the Li family, but Wang the butcher's bicycle is left at the Chen family."
Cheng Qiao looked at Aunt Wang's unwilling expression and understood a little. You know, Wang Tuzi is a distant relative of Aunt Wang's husband, so of course Aunt Wang would speak for Wang Tuzi.
Wang the butcher, who was standing in the yard to welcome the bride, immediately felt uncomfortable when he heard Aunt Wang's words. He had given so much betrothal gift in the first place, and he actually wanted to take it back.
Rice and flour are fine, but you have to know that the bicycle and one hundred yuan are the bulk of the bride price. If the Chen family dares to swallow this, don't blame yourself for being rude to your daughter.
It was just that Wang Tuzi was very scheming. Even though he was unhappy in his heart, he still put on a happy face. Zhaodi was standing at the door and heard what the villagers said. She looked at Wang Tuzi guiltily.
Seeing that he looked normal, she felt relieved. After all, he was a formal employee of the meat processing plant and would not care about those small amounts of money. He was worthy of being the son-in-law she had chosen.
He glared at Aunt Wang fiercely. This gossiper, doesn't he know that a man has to give a gift to a girl when he marries her? And which family would give the gift back to the girl
"Come, come, my girl, drink this cup of brown sugar water, and your life will be sweet from now on."
Zhaodi took out a cup of thick brown sugar water and a big red dowry box and opened the box on the spot. The young wives and aunts immediately opened their eyes wide.
At the bottom of the box was a large quilt weighing eight kilograms, with two pieces of cotton cloth on top, two sets of spare clothes, two pairs of shoes, and the most eye-catching thing was a pair of big red thermos bottles.
"Wow, Chunhua's dowry is pretty good."
"Well, Zhaodi is willing to spend eight kilograms of quilt."
"The Chen family only has one daughter, there's no reason to be reluctant to give her up."
"I heard that Wang the butcher gave a hundred yuan as a betrothal gift, which should be enough to buy these dowries."
"One hundred yuan is enough for one more box. Zhaodi is still not kind."
Chunhua was also very dissatisfied. Not only did her parents swallow her 100 yuan betrothal gift, they also gave the bicycles to her eldest brother and his family. They were too partial.
Just as she was about to speak, she felt a fierce gaze coming at her. She knew who it was without even looking. It was her father. When he was nice to you, he was like an angel, but when he was cruel to you, he was like a devil.
Forget it. Once I step out of this door today, I will have nothing to do with this family in the future. Chen Chunhua drank the brown sugar water in the cup in one gulp, and followed Wang Butcher out the door without looking back.
Wang Tuzi looked around but didn't see any bicycle. He sneered in his heart, turned around and left with Chen Chunhua.
As soon as Chen Chunhua walked out of the gate, her eyes started rolling around. She was looking for a bicycle. Wang Tuzi was going to get married, so there must be a car to pick her up.
If there is no bicycle, ox cart or donkey cart will do. One of her good friends was taken away by a tractor. But there were no other cars outside the door except the villagers watching the fun. How could she take away such a big box of dowry
"Wang... Brother Wang, how can I transport my dowry back without a car?"
Butcher Wang looked at Aunt Wang, and Aunt Wang understood what was going on and quickly called out for her son to come out. Aunt Wang gave birth to three sons and one daughter, Wang Xiangyang, Wang Xiangdang, Wang Xiangjun, and Wang Xianghua. Among them, Xiangyang had the best relationship with Li Huan.
"Mom, what's the matter?"
"Go to the second-rate guy's house and borrow a bicycle. If he doesn't have one, take out my unicycle and lend it to Wang the butcher."
"Hey, I'll go right away."
"Xiangyang, you don't have to go. I have a unicycle at home, so why do I need to borrow one from yours?"
Chen Weimin didn't expect that Wang Tuzi would come to pick up the bride without borrowing a bicycle. It was obvious that he wanted to take the bicycle back. But if he let them take the bicycle back, wouldn't it be a waste for him to raise his daughter.
"Chun Jian, go push the wheelbarrow out."
Chen Chunjian is the eldest son of the Chen family. He is twenty-one years old this year and has already found a family. He is just waiting to marry Chen Chunhua off so that he can take her bicycle to propose marriage.
When he heard his father asking him to push the unicycle out, he hurried over. It was worth it to exchange a unicycle for a bicycle.
Wang Butzi held the handlebars of the wheelbarrow tightly with both hands. After the dowry box was loaded onto the cart, he walked forward without looking back. Chen Chunhua hurriedly followed him.
Cheng Qiao narrowed her eyes. It seemed that Chen Chunhua would have a hard time in the future. But what did this have to do with her? It was her fault for harming her.
Cheng Qiao said goodbye to Aunt Wang, turned to a remote place, took out her bicycle and rode towards the county town. As expected, she saw Wang Butzi and Chen Chunhua on the road, but now it was Chen Chunhua who was pushing the bike.
"Li Huan's wife, please go to the county."
As soon as Wang Tuzi saw Cheng Qiao riding his bicycle towards him, he immediately greeted him with a smile and was extremely friendly.
I was very envious of Li Huan. This ruffian really had some means. I heard that Cheng Zhiqing's dowry was very generous, and she even brought a betrothal gift. This was the real way of marrying a wife.
"Hello, I'm going to the county to buy some meat for my mother-in-law. She's getting old, so she needs to eat better and wear better clothes."
Cheng Qiao ignored Chen Chunhua's changed face and answered Wang Tuzi's question with a smile.
"Yes, yes, it's a great blessing for Li Huan to marry you."
Wang Tuzi felt even more uncomfortable. He looked at the wife Li Huan married and then at the wife he married. Why was there such a big difference
Cheng Qiao didn't say anything, just nodded and rode past them. Chen Chunhua's eyes were as if poisoned, staring at Cheng Qiao's back, wanting to bite her to death.
"What are you doing? Today is our wedding day. Who are you trying to show off your dead face to? If you don't want to marry me, go back and give me back the betrothal gift."
Wang Tuzi originally thought that Chen Chunhua was pretty, but now looking at her face full of hatred and hatred, and then looking at Cheng Qiao's smiling face, and comparing them closely, he suddenly felt that Chen Chunhua was nothing special.
Chen Chunhua promptly concealed the ferocity on her face and smiled at Wang Tuzi, but the change was too quick and completely destroyed the overall harmony.
Wang Tuzi frowned slightly. He underestimated Chen Chunhua. She was indeed an attempted murderer and should not be underestimated. If he had known this would happen, he would not have given him the bicycle. It was a waste of his money.