After helping Bao Yuming set up the framework of the hotel's catering department, Zhou Yan began to work on his own affairs. To be precise, it was a personal life-long matter.
On the morning of the fourth day after returning to Dongyang, Zhou Yan drove his uncle and his wife back to Zhoujialing.
According to the tradition of Zhou Yan's hometown, after a man and a woman confirm their marriage relationship, but before getting married, there is one important thing: makeup.
Dowry urging, as the name suggests, dowry urging: urging the wedding date, the two parties finalize the bride price and dowry.
"Using makeup" is usually done by the man's uncles and elders taking the man to the woman's house to finalize the decision. The reason why the man's parents are excluded is because "pressing makeup" involves the issue of betrothal gifts, which prevents the parents of both parties from meeting directly and leaves a relaxed atmosphere.
leeway.
Theoretically the best candidate for Zhou Yan's "make-up promotion" is Zhou Yan's uncle, but both parties are not short of money, and only Zhou Yan's brother-in-law is needed to step in.
When I got home, Zhou Yan's father had already made tea.
After sitting down, Zhou Zhenghe picked up the tea cup with a smile, put it to his mouth, blew it gently, and asked with a smile: "Third brother, how much gift have you prepared for your son?"
"Betrothal gift?" Zhou Zhenghai looked contentedly and glanced at Zhou Yan, who was tending the teapot at the side. "You have to ask your eldest nephew. He prepared the betrothal gift himself!"
"Mr. Zhou..." The aunt on the side smiled and came closer, "How many gifts have you prepared?"
Zhou Yan, who was pouring water, stopped what he was doing, looked up at the blue sky outside the window, and replied: "Half of the shares of Bihailantian..."
Upon hearing Zhou Yan's "quote", Zhou's father had no reaction, but Zhou Zhenghe, who was very aware of the total cost of the Bihailantian project, opened his eyes wide and seemed frightened.
"Third brother, this..."
Father Zhou just smiled and did not answer.
Zhou Zhenghe thought about it for a while and then came to his senses: "Xiao Qin is an only child?"
"You think very quickly," Mr. Zhou smiled and picked up the tea cup, "Since the gift is as good as the gift, it's better to be more generous and save your face..."
"By the way, Fourth Brother," Mr. Zhou put down the quilt in his hand and stared at Zhou Zhenghe eagerly, "Tomorrow you go with your eldest nephew to deliver makeup!"
"this……"
Although Zhou Zhenghe had sent makeup gifts along with his family elders before getting married, that was more than ten years ago. Now, Zhou Zhenghe is not sure how many things he needs to bring to send makeup gifts and what the "market" is...
…
As brothers who grew up together, Zhou Zhenghai, Zhou's father, saw his brother frown and naturally knew the source of his brother's difficulties. He smiled and said: "The gifts are ready. Tomorrow you just go to Lao Qin's house with Shitou.
That’s it…”
"By the way," Mr. Zhou glanced at Zhou Yan who was waiting on the side, "Shitou, your calligraphy is good, I will write a gift note later..."
As the "richest man" in the village, the wedding of "Zhou Zhenghai's son" has attracted widespread attention from most people in the village.
In the circle of biological friends, Zhou Yan may be more famous than his father, but it is different in the village. After three years of high school and five years of college, the impression of Zhou Yan among the villagers has changed.
"Stone" became "Zhou Zhenghai's son".
Less than an hour after Zhou Yan and his brother-in-law Zhou Zhenghe sat down at home, neighbors came to the door.
"Shitou, I heard that you are going to your father-in-law's house tomorrow to deliver makeup. What gifts have you prepared?"
How could Zhou Yan, who had just returned home, know what his father had prepared? He could only laugh twice and cast a look at his father for help.
"Zhenghai?"
"Sixty-six dollars, two boxes of cigarettes, and ten boxes of wine."
"Knife" is a special unit of measurement in Dongyang area. The whole ribs of a fat pig have five ribs, and the width of three fingers is one knife.
And for sixty-six cuts, it's almost enough to kill three or four fat pigs.
"Zhenghai, you have to spend a lot of money this time!" The neighbors were all swayed by Father Zhou's arrogance.
"Shitou, I heard that your father-in-law opened a restaurant in Dongyang. How much did he ask for as a gift from you?"
"Choose one out of a hundred thousand..."
Chinese people are more reserved. When a woman asks for a betrothal gift from a man, the title is naturally more reserved: "a thousand purples and reds and a green", ten thousand five yuan bills, one thousand one hundred bills, a fifty yuan bill; "three catties and three liang"
, three pounds of three or two hundred dollar bills; "one in a million", ten thousand and one...
Of course, most of the time, a "motionless" car house is the basic configuration...
A group of people around were a little upset when they heard that Zhou Zhenghai reported a hundred thousand yuan as a gift very easily: Although the income of every household in the village has increased in the past two years, it is not a problem to deposit a hundred thousand yuan, but if you add "not moving",
It's a little difficult.
Zhou Yan and Zhou's father spent the entire morning "answering questions and solving puzzles."
After the lunch break, Father Zhou pulled Zhou Yan up from the bed and handed over the "Seven-Star Sword": "Prepare your own dressing ceremony!"
"I thought you were prepared in advance!"
"Slaughter it in advance?" Father Zhou glared at his son, "Frozen it and then thawed it? Aren't you afraid of embarrassment?"
Zhou Yan had no choice but to take the knife sheath, tie it around his waist, and follow his father out the door.
As a result, they were surrounded again before they reached the door of the pig house.
"Uncle Fourth, please leave a pig's head for me!"
"Zhenghai, give me twenty pounds of pork ribs!"
"Get into the water!"
Father Zhou was getting a little impatient: "I will only slaughter four pigs in the afternoon. You don't have to think about the pork belly. It will be used tomorrow. The remaining elbows and pig's trotters have already been reserved..."
After saying that, Father Zhou pulled away the crowd and turned around to greet some of his nephews: "Why are you just standing there stupidly? Come and help..."
The four fat pigs were knocked down one by one, and then they were untied after bleeding.
Zhou Yan had just finished picking up, and Father Zhou had already picked up the pork belly, elbows and pig's trotters that he needed. Several of Zhou Yan's cousins followed behind Zhou and took away the pig heads, ribs and pig's trotters.
Get into the water.
When Father Zhou went back to his room to get the electronic scale, all the remaining pork on the table was occupied by a group of neighbors with their fingers from a distance...
Zhou Yan threw the knife to his father, and quietly stood aside and touched his uncle gently: "Our village has a good harvest this year and last year, why is it now..."
"Have you not heard that there is a swine flu epidemic recently? Many pig farms have no piglets in the spring. In mid-April, the pork is in the sky..."
"No wonder!"
"If it weren't for your brother-in-law, my salary would be okay. I would have planned to come back to raise pigs at the beginning of the year..."
In just ten minutes, the remaining nearly 300 kilograms of pork were wiped out by the surrounding villagers who were watching the excitement.
"Dad, I remember didn't many people in the village build pig farms last year?"
"The sanitary conditions are not up to standard," said Father Zhou with pride written all over his face. "During the epidemic last month, our pigs were fine at all. The piglets of more than a dozen other households in the village all died of the disease.
…”
The uncle who was drinking at the side looked at Father Zhou with eyes full of admiration.
Zhou Yan, who was responsible for serving tea and pouring wine, didn't have the nerve to reveal to his father: the hygiene and epidemic prevention of the pig house at home were all done with the help of technicians from Anxin Mall.
"By the way," as he said that, Father Zhou suddenly turned his head and looked at Zhou Yan, "Now that we have sent makeup, the wedding time should be almost set, right?"
