When Shen's mother was still alive, she still accumulated a lot of wealth for the Shen family. In addition to the pile of gold and silver treasures in the warehouse, a stack of banknotes at the bottom of the box, there were also several shops given by others.
Even the big yard where I live now was given to me by others.
Shen Jiao lived quite comfortably.
The next day, she wrote the birthdays of both parties on red paper, informed the matchmaker of her chosen wedding day, and asked the matchmaker to go to Fu's house to agree on a wedding date with Fu's mother.
The time she chose was earlier than the time chosen by the original owner.
It would be much better for Fu Youan to marry into her family as soon as possible than to continue to be trained and trained in the Fu family.
Of course, whether Fu Youan gets married sooner or later does not mean anything to Fu's mother. Fu's mother just accepts whatever date Shen Jiao says.
After the matchmaker left, Fu's mother realized that she seemed to have not told Fu Youan and his biological father about this.
So Fu's mother, who had not set foot in Fengxin Courtyard for a long time, condescended to see the waiter whom she had not seen for a long time.
Seeing that the other party was wearing old clothes with only a wooden hairpin on his head, looking poor and thin, Fu's mother couldn't help but frowned.
How could the Fu family be so poor?
Or maybe he dressed like this on purpose to gain pity from himself.
It's a pity that she prefers bright colors.
Fu's mother now had no intention of talking to Fu's father about what was available and what was not. She only said, "I have arranged a marriage for Fu You, and he will get married at the end of the month."
When Father Fu saw her coming, he had some ominous premonitions in his heart.
Hearing this, his body swayed slightly as if he was overwhelmed. He pulled Fu's sleeves and knelt down. He said in panic: "Wife, master, I don't know, I don't know who the wife master has chosen for You'an?"
"It's Shen Jiao. She was originally supposed to be Qing Hui's wife, but...even though her parents are dead, she is still a scholar. She can still take the exam in the future, and her character is pretty good. You won't suffer any loss if you marry her."
Fu's mother said calmly: "Don't worry, You'an is my son, and I will never harm him."
Fu's mother was impatient to see Fu's somewhat dull face, so she left after saying that.
He walked to the door and said again: "The husband will arrange the dowry, so you don't have to worry."
Can you not worry about it?
After Fu's mother left, Fu's father lowered his voice and cried bitterly.
"father."
Fu Youan supported Fu's father and persuaded him in a low voice: "Don't cry. Now that mother has spoken, the matter is a foregone conclusion. If you do this, my father-in-law will get the handle."
When Father Fu heard this, he held back his tears and wiped his eyes with his sleeves.
But when he raised his eyes and saw Fu You'an, Fu's father couldn't help hugging him and sobbing silently, "It's all my fault. I shouldn't have made you so beautiful, and it's an eyesore for the master and my brother-in-law!"
"There's nothing wrong with it. Dad, didn't you listen to what my mother said? After all, I'm a scholar. My parents are both dead. I didn't have to serve my parents-in-law in the past. I'm only sixteen. What if I get the top prize in high school in the future? My good days are still to come. "
Fu Youan didn't know whether he was trying to persuade himself or Fu's father with his words.
Father Fu bit his lip and shook his head slightly, "You don't understand."
"If it were someone else, this condition would naturally be good. But before, she was engaged to your brother-in-law. You are just a concubine. How can she not feel resentful if she replaces you now?"
"If the master treats you less favorably on the dowry, you will only be bullied even if you marry a real man!"
"It's my fault. I'm not favored, so your mother pushed you out. All this is obviously because your brother is ambitious and wants to climb high. It would be better for him to climb up to the nobles and leave, leaving you to be the scapegoat."
Father Fu said, his eyes full of resentment.
Fu Youan pursed his lips slightly, "No matter what, I am also the first husband, which is already very good."
He comforted Fu's remorseful father in a low voice, but in fact he didn't have the slightest confidence in his heart.
Within two days, Mr. Fu Zheng carried the dowry he had prepared to Fengxinyuan. At first glance, it looked very rich. Fengxinyuan was almost filled with large and small boxes.
But in fact, they are just random items picked from the warehouse and are not worth much money at all.
I remember that when Fu Qinghui went to the capital, he took tens of thousands of taels of silver notes with him. When it was Fu Youan's turn, he only had 300 taels in the box.
What's even more annoying is that there are no betrothal gifts sent by the Shen family three years ago.
According to Mingcheng's rules, generally 70% of the betrothal gift sent by the wife's family must be paid back. If it is better, it will be returned in full, and if it is worse, it will only take 70%.
Mr. Fu Zhengfu didn't give any of it, and swallowed most of it.
"How can you raise your head in front of your wife?"
Father Fu was so angry that he was shaking all over. He held Fu Youan's hand tightly, and his eyes gradually became firm, "No, I will never let you carry this dowry over. I will go find your mother."
If his father went to make trouble with his mother, she might be willing to add the Shen family's betrothal gifts to the dowry because of her reputation.
Then what?
He has a bright face, but if he gets married, the future wife will not like him or not, and will not look down on him just because of this small gift.
But his father offended his legitimate father because of this, and life in the house will definitely be more difficult.
Not worth it.
"Dad, I don't want to worry about your situation after getting married."
Fu Youan said in a low voice.
Hearing this, Father Fu's impulsive mind felt like a basin of cold water had been poured on him. He fell softly on the chair, with a sad and sad face, "If I had known, I should have fought for it."
If he was favored, Zhengjun would never dare to bully their father and son like this.
In the final analysis, it was just because he was not favored by his wife.
At that moment, a boy who was waiting in the outer courtyard ran in with a smile on his face and said, "Congratulations to the Fifth Young Master~"
"Same joy."
Fu You'an moved slightly to block Fu's father, whose eyes were red from crying, and gave the boy a forced smile.
The boy looked around, took out a wooden box from his arms and handed it to Fu Youan, "Miss Shen was here in the front yard today. She asked her slave to bring this to her."
Fu Youan was a little surprised, "She asked you to send it?"
"Yes, it shows that Miss Shen likes you."
The boy complimented him a few times and handed the box to Fu Youan. He was not disappointed when he saw that the other party had no intention of rewarding him.
After all, no one in this courtyard knows that the fifth young master and his biological father have no money.
But he had just collected Miss Shen's money, and Miss Shen was generous, so of course he didn't mind putting in a good word for her.
The boy left after saying that.
Fu Youan looked at the box, frowned slightly, and then went out to inquire about it. He was relieved to learn that Shen Jiao had indeed been to the front yard today.
It's not that he is cautious.
At this juncture, he really didn't want to cause any more troubles, and he was also afraid that his biological father would stumble him again, and then he would really have no hope for the rest of his life.
He took a deep breath and then slowly opened the box.
There was a hosta in the wooden box, and under the hosta was a letter. The envelope read - Fu Wulang personally addressed it, to Shen Jiao.