Siheyuan: Start with a Truck Driver

Chapter 252 The woman wants a bride price, so I double it backhand

Yan Bugui wants to seek death?

Wang Weidong pushed his bicycle and approached. Outside Yan Bugui's house, Wuyang Wuyang was crowded with people.

Yan Jiefang stood at the door, as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. When he saw Wang Weidong, he hurried over, "Brother Weidong, go in and persuade me, my dad is going to hang himself."

Hang yourself?
This old boy can really play.

Wang Weidong squeezed through the crowd.

Inside the house, a strip of white cloth was hung on the beam. Yan Bugui stood on a stool with his neck hanging on the strip of white cloth.

He is always in tears, and has nothing to love in his life.

Beside, the three mothers, Yan Jiekuang, and Yan Jiedi were trying to persuade each other.

"Hey, Uncle Yan, are you free to hang yourself?" Wang Weidong walked over and stood in front of Yan Pugui with his arms folded.

Seeing Wang Weidong, Yan Bugui cried even harder: "Weidong, uncle, I don't want to live anymore."

"What's wrong? Lost money?"

"You really guessed right, the uncle really lost money, still lost 170 yuan and fifty cents! I can't live, 5555."

Yan Bugui broke down in tears.

170 yuan?Was the bicycle confiscated by the police station?
In that case, you only need to pay some fines and get a regular license to get the bike back.

There is no need to seek death.

Seeing Wang Weidong's doubts, the third mother came up to him and explained it in detail.

After listening to the whole process, Wang Weidong could only say that this Yan Pugui had really calculated himself into it.

It turned out that Yan Bugui received the compensation from Sha Zhu. In order to save money, he did not go to the supply and marketing agency to buy a bicycle, but went to Uncle Liu's car repair shop.

Because it is a gray business, you need to pay first before you can save bicycles.

He paid 170 yuan and [-] cents to Uncle Liu, and agreed to pick up the bicycle today.

As a result, the bicycle shop was rushed by the police station, and Uncle Liu was arrested.

Looking at the seal on the door of the car repair shop, Yan Bugui knew that the food was bad.

This is 170 yuan and fifty cents!Eight months' wages, how many scraps have to be picked up to save enough.

Forget it, it's dead.

After returning home, Yan Bugui extravagantly hung a strip of new white cloth on the beam of the house.

Prepare to die.

Wang Weidong looked at the loveless Yan Pugui, his eyes lit up, "Uncle Yan, can you die the day after tomorrow?

Tomorrow I want you to do something for me, the kind that is beneficial.

If you take advantage, you die again? "

"Good?"

"Yes, definitely beneficial."

Seeing Wang Weidong's nodding his head confidently, Yan Bugui slowly got down from the stool, "Weidong, you are a good boy, you can't lie to Uncle Yan."

Well, Wang Weidong is right, I will die after taking advantage of it.

"Okay, let's go, everyone."

"Hey, hey, Liu Ermao, why are you picking up my flowers?"

"Uncle Zhang, put down the stool you're carrying."

"Aunt Li, where did you get that plate of peanuts in your hand?"

At this time, the third mother saw that the crisis had been resolved, and followed the guiding ideology of the courtyard house that family ugliness should not be publicized, and drove away those who watched the excitement.

Yan Jiedi brought two bowls of boiled water, and Wang Weidong and Yan Bugui began to talk about things with the boiled water.

"Uncle Yan, didn't you always want to be a matchmaker for me?"

"That's right, Teacher Ran, Yu Haitang, but didn't you guys like all of them?"

As soon as the words came out, Yan Bugui's eyes widened suddenly: "Could it be that you boy, which girl have you taken a fancy to? Are you going to ask the third master to match you?"

"Sure enough, ginger is still old and hot, you guessed it right away." Wang Weidong laughed.

"Matchmaking? I usually just introduce people and matchmaking, but I've never been a matchmaker before." Yan Bugui blushed, and poured boiling water, looking a little embarrassed.

It was only at this time that Wang Weidong realized that he had taken it for granted. As the name suggests, the matchmaker is a 40-year-old aunt, but Yan Bugui is an old man.

"Why not?"

"Forget it? That's no good, you put me down from the beam of the house, you can't just let it go!" Yan Bugui stood up, his eyes glowing brightly under the dim yellow light.

"Isn't it just a matchmaker? Don't worry, Mr. Yan will help you with everything properly."

In the courtyard, only Wang Weidong is the richest, this time he will be bitten hard.

"You make an offer." Wang Weidong looked calm.

"How about a catty of fat and a half-big rooster?" Yan Bugui hesitated for a long time, and then offered a high price. After he finished speaking, he was afraid that Wang Weidong would refuse, so he quickly explained: "Uncle Yan is a man of culture, here is the price for you." When it comes to matchmaking, it is a cultural matchmaker, and the matchmaking etiquette is much higher than that of ordinary matchmakers."

"Okay." Wang Weidong smiled wryly.

Yan Bugui was overjoyed, his eyes rolled wildly, and he smiled again: "Weidong, do you have any old leather shoes that you don't wear? Can you give them to the uncle, of course, this is also a matchmaker's gift."

"There are a few pairs of old leather shoes, but do you fit them well?" Wang Weidong stood up and looked at the black cotton boots on Yan Bugui's feet.

The edge of the cotton shoes has been torn to reveal the cotton.

"Your uncle Yan has feet as big as your shoes are!" Yan Bugui looked proud.

Wang Weidong pursed his lips, speechless.

Okay, hurry up and stay here. If we continue talking, we will probably leave the padded jacket here.

"Uncle Yan, that's the end of the matter, I will thank you again after it is done!"

"Weidong, don't leave yet. I'll tell you the ways of getting married." Yan Bugui called to stop Wang Weidong. He felt that the divorce between Wang Weidong and Lou Xiao'e was largely due to their failure to follow the wedding etiquette. .

In Yan Bugui's view, the crime is not as serious as his family members, and Lou Xiao'e can escape without following Lou Bancheng.

Wang Weidong sat down again and listened to Yan Bugui's detailed explanation.

In this era, when a boy takes a fancy to a girl, he first asks a matchmaker to come to the door to make peace.

After the woman's parents agree, the man and woman are engaged again.

Engagement requires four gifts, that is, a few pieces of cloth. Decent families will use Derma, Dacron, and nylon stockings, and those with poor economic conditions will use kaki and coarse cotton.

If the engagement is successful, the man can go to the woman's house to exchange feelings.

Send some gifts to the woman's home during the Chinese New Year. The festivals are usually Lixia Festival, Dragon Boat Festival, Mid-Autumn Festival and Spring Festival.

There are still four kinds of rituals, meat, eggs, noodles, and a piece of cloth

After a year or two like this, both parties agree, and the woman will tell the matchmaker that it is time to cut the shoe.

The man gives the woman some cutting money, usually only 20 yuan, and the woman has to make a pair of shoes for each of the man's family, and match them with hand-embroidered insoles.

Get the insole, it means the marriage is done.

The next step is to give a bride price and marry a wife.

Yan Bugui babbled so much, but Wang Weidong only heard about 'one or two years'.

"So, I have to wait a year to bring my daughter-in-law home?" Wang Weidong was surprised.

In his plan, the marriage should be done before going to Hong Kong City.

"Of course, this is an old rule, otherwise the relatives and friends around will laugh at the woman's lack of status." Yan Bugui explained.

"This is easy to handle!" Wang Weidong stood up and said with a smile, "The woman wants a dowry, so I will increase it a hundred times!"

Yan Bugui:
(End of this chapter)