Chapter 140 Young couples and old companions

Mr. Qian and Mrs. Qian were a little embarrassed. There was no reason to open the guests' gifts in front of the guests.

They glared at the second daughter-in-law, and they naturally wanted to see her words already spoken.

In fact, everyone is quite curious about what the prospective son-in-law will give him when he comes to visit for the first time.

Mrs. Qian opened the box and screamed in surprise.

"Yeah, it's ginseng. Looking at the size of this ginseng, I'm afraid it's a hundred years old, right?"

Zhuang Dashan was secretly shocked in his heart. He didn't understand this. Qin Yue introduced it with a smile.

"This ginseng is 200 years old. I dug it in the mountains a few years ago and gave it to the old lady to replenish her health."

"It's so valuable!"

Qian Baorong was naturally filled with joy when she saw the banker giving such a heavy gift. She was living in her parents' house, and her sisters-in-law were not too happy either. Now she had all her dignity.

Mr. Qian laughed heartily: "This is a good gift, and this son-in-law is also good. My family, Baorong, is very lucky."

"Just talking. Let's have dinner. Let's have dinner."

A total of four large round tables were set up in the living room and dining room. There were so many people in the Qian family, and including the banker's, there was no empty seat.

Qin Yue did not tell the identities of Dong and others, only two of her relatives, so they were arranged to have dinner together.

This alone made Dong and Wang very moved.

During the dinner, Qin Yue replaced the stupid Zhuang Dashan and told the Qian family about his marriage to Baorong.

"Old madam, do you think we should choose an auspicious day to get married? I can go back and prepare."

Mrs. Qian looked at her with a smile: "I heard that you are in charge of the banker?"

"Yes, I will take care of my father-in-law's marriage."

"Then let's talk about it. Baorong was unlucky in his marriage, and he didn't have a son and a half. He was not welcomed by his husband's family, so we took him back."

"I know all this. My father-in-law also had an unfortunate marriage. They are a perfect match."

"You also know that Baorong never had any children until he got married. I'm afraid that time will come."

"Young couples come together all the time. As long as Baorong gets married and lives a good life, we will treat her as a family member."

Mrs. Qian was particularly happy: "I believe what you say. I have heard that you are charitable and have been helping the people over there to get rid of poverty and become rich."

"That's right. Blessings come through accumulation of virtue, not just talk."

"That's good, that's good. How about waiting until March [-]rd when kites are flying all over the sky?"

"Everything is up to the old lady's arrangement."

"As for the betrothal gift, let's just say [-] taels. Baorong's dowry is [-] taels. We will bring the betrothal together with the engagement on that day. We will wait until that day to set the wedding date. We will try to get married before the spring harvest."

"Okay, I'll start preparing when I get back."

Mrs. Qian Er, sitting opposite Qin Yue, curled her lips and had a look of disdain in her eyes.

She looked at the villagers, who were all dressed in commoners, and then looked at her own family, who were all dressed in silk and satin. One was from a foreign country and the other was from a foreign family.

Qin Yue had already figured out that she was marrying Qian Baorong, so who was the person opposite her?
Mrs. Qian said that the sisters-in-law in the house all regarded their sisters as a thorn in their side and a thorn in their flesh. They were not happy when they returned to their parents' home with things and money. They called the white ones black and called them family thieves.

Huang Qianshi sat next to Qin Yue, put vegetables into a bowl for her, and whispered:

"Let's fight quickly. The one opposite you is not a fuel-efficient lamp."

"It's okay. She hopes that Baorong will get married soon, so naturally she won't stop the marriage."

On this occasion, everyone in the Qian family was present. Qin Yue only took a glance and remembered some of the main characters in her heart.

Baorong was very nervous. She sat next to the old lady and dared not speak.

Mrs. Qian held her hand, patted it gently, and then glanced at her daughter-in-law opposite.

"Don't worry, as long as my mother is here, who dares to bully you? My mother can't do it to them."

Qin Yue knew that she was not talking about the banker, so she smiled softly and talked quietly to Huang Qianshi.

Mrs. Qian Er pouted at Lao Gao: "Mother, you are too partial to the water thrown away by your married daughter."

The old lady snorted coldly: "It seems that you are also a married girl, so you are throwing water away, right? Don't run to your parents' house every now and then. Your parents-in-law can't be too partial. They always think of you, right?" "I don't do the same, right?" Is it good for our family?"

"Our Qian family doesn't lack the things you have. We all know whether you give it to my family or my family to your parents' family."

Mrs. Qian Er smiled softly and immediately pointed the finger at Qin Yue.

"I'm talking about the dealer, you can afford to give away ginseng, why do you treat yourself like a country bumpkin?"

One sentence irritated Qin Yue: "Well-dressed does not necessarily mean good character. We are clothed in commoners. We are clean and neat. What's wrong with that?"

"Hmph, it's not something that can be put on the table."

Qin Yue gritted her teeth: "You are on the stage, you are well-educated, and my sister's future husband comes to visit. You are either this or that. Did you eat salt for breakfast?"

"you!"

"Stop beating you to death!"

"You're a country bumpkin, you actually cursed me on New Year's Day."

Seeing her standing up and pointing at herself, Qin Yue immediately stood up and slapped her.

"I hate it when people point their fingers. Next time, don't blame me for being rude to you."

"Mother, have you seen that this is the husband's family you chose for Baorong? They are vulgar, ignorant and uneducated."

At this time, Mr. Qian ran over, grabbed his wife, dragged her out, and apologized profusely.

"I'm sorry, she has no brain. I will take her back right now. You continue, continue."

Mrs. Qian's face was livid with anger. She suppressed the anger in her heart and said awkwardly to Qin Yue and the others:
"She is the only one who makes trouble in the house, so please don't take it personally."

Qin Yue sat down and said, "It seems that Baorong is very angry at home?"

"She is my youngest daughter, and I love her the most, but the more I love her, the more unhappy my daughter-in-law will be. No, let's get her married as soon as possible. As long as she likes it, we are willing."

"Are you satisfied with my father-in-law?"

"There's really nothing to say. Your family's workshop is well-known, but it keeps a low profile and never shows off. We are very relieved that Baorong can marry into your family."

"Then it's settled, see you on March [-]rd!"

"Okay, see you soon!"

The scene just now scared Shitou. He looked at the table from time to time. Zhuang Dashan was being toasted by the Qian family in turn. He was an upright person, so he drank as much as he was toasted, and he became drunk after a while.

Mr. Qian was secretly observing, yes, that's right. He didn't act crazy after drinking. He sat there with his head down, for fear of disturbing others.

After eating and drinking, we drank tea for a while in the living room.

Qin Yue saw that Zhuang Dashi couldn't stand anymore, so she asked Shitou to help him, then stood up and cupped her hands at the two old men.

"It's getting late, we have to rush home. If the old man or madam is free, you are welcome to come to my house."

"Okay, okay, we will go over and take a look when we have time."

The Qian family prepared a return gift and loaded half of the car. When leaving, Baorong held Qin Yue's hand.

"Soon, I will go over and watch over my sister and you. Then I will have someone to talk to."

"Well, well, hold on for a few more months."

Zhuang Dashan was drunk, Mrs. Dong was driving, and Mrs. Qian and Mrs. Wang were sitting in her car.

Qin Yue drove another car, and Shitou took care of Zhuang Dashan in the car.

As soon as the people left, the Qian family returned to the living room.

There are mixed reviews for bookmakers.

"Dad, Mom, the villagers' clothes are too shabby and too casual."

Mr. Qian glanced at his three daughters-in-law: "That ginseng can be sold for several thousand taels. How many good clothes do you need to buy?"

"This?"

"They are keeping a low profile, do you understand?"

(End of this chapter)

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