"Sure, then just listen to Ju'er." Mrs. Liu expressed her position directly.

Although she had been quarreling with her mother-in-law Tan for half her life, in her heart, Liu did not really hold a grudge against Tan.

It's normal for women to be petty, especially when mother-in-law and daughter-in-law are natural enemies.

But the father-in-law, Lao Yangtou, is different. He looks like a man, but this father-in-law talks about benevolence, justice, and morality, but in fact he is hypocritical and selfish. In the past, he had quarrels and fights with his fourth son, and quarreled with Tan family. This father-in-law did not mediate impartially, but

Deliberately intensifying family conflicts under the guise of mediation.

Moreover, he has serious male chauvinism in his bones, looks down on women, and does not respect women. She has no good impressions of such a father-in-law at all. It would be better not to invite him over. When others question it, they will directly blame her mother-in-law Tan. Everything is wrong.

The old lady makes the decision!

After some discussion, Yang Huaming thought of the eight taels of silver in Mrs. Liu's arms and felt itchy.

"Take out the silver and let me take a closer look. I haven't seen so much silver in a while," Yang Huaming said.

Ms. Liu glared at Yang Huaming fiercely: "Yinzi doesn't have eyes or a nose, so what's there to see? I won't let you see it!"

Yang Huaming groaned, "Look at what I did to you."

Mrs. Tan was drinking tea leisurely on the side, and the three girls peeled a few peanuts and put them in her hands from time to time.

Tan's face rarely softened a bit, and she sighed: "I used to dislike my granddaughter the most. I always felt that my granddaughter was a loser and belonged to someone else's family. I don't know why. I just felt that my granddaughter was the third daughter of my family.

Okay, this eighty-tael gift is considered too much for someone else’s girl, but for our third girl, why do I think it’s too little?”

Ms. Liu's eyes brightened: "Mom, do you think our three girls are not worth the price?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Huaming slapped the table, blowing his beard and glaring: "What are you talking about? Are you stupid because you sell vegetables in Wa City? You judge everything by weight?"

Mrs. Liu was startled for a moment, and slapped her mouth in embarrassment, "Didn't I say that I was in a hurry? I didn't mean it that way."

"If you can't speak, then shut up. We are marrying our daughter, not selling her, you know?" After finally regaining control, Yang Huaming deliberately scolded Ms. Liu with a straight face.

Mrs. Liu rolled her eyes, "Look at what I did to you, it's not over yet..."

Mrs. Tan frowned: "You two, stop arguing, your quarreling is just nonsense!"

Yang Huaming remained silent, but Mrs. Liu was a little unconvinced: "Old lady, you should say something meaningful."

Mrs. Tan put down her tea bowl and said sternly: "Although these eight taels of silver are not a small amount for a farmer's family, our third girl is going to marry in another county. The road is quite far, and it is not convenient for us to take care of her here. Once the marriage is over,

If you don’t have enough money at the bottom of the box, life will be difficult.”

"Isn't this eight taels of silver? Why is there no money?" Yang Huaming was puzzled.

Mrs. Liu patted his arm: "The eight taels of silver include the betrothal gift and the money for the banquet. Then we have to buy the dowry for the third girl. I see that the well-off families in the town will not deduct the money when marrying their daughter.

In addition to my daughter’s betrothal gift, I will also use my own pocket to advance my daughter’s dowry!”

Yang Huaming grinned: "Don't panic. Girl Qing lost her word back then. When our third girl gets married, she will sponsor the dowry."

"Not to mention too much, there must be more than ten or twenty taels of silver..."
Chapter completed!