Nongmen ruffian concubine: ploughing the fields, planting buns

Chapter 615

These jewelry styles are really good, and they should have cost a lot of money.

But Xiaofu will marry into Jiang's family in four years, it's still early, I'm afraid these jewelry will be old models by then.

It must be an old model.

The peasants are simple and simple, I'm afraid they didn't think of this level.

The Jiang family also showed enough sincerity this time, and she couldn't bear to break through this layer.

There are also those grains, pastries, and dry goods that cannot be stored in four years, and they are not eaten up on weekdays.

Thinking of this, I can't help shaking my head, I really don't understand people of this era.

It would be fine if the engagement, engagement, and wedding were completed in the near future, but after a few years, the man had already made the engagement, and the woman had started preparing for marriage and saving up the dowry early.

It is understandable to have this kind of intention, but except for those that can add value and stabilize value, everything else is just floating clouds.

To put it bluntly, the wedding dress made by the bride-to-be a year ago, if her figure changes when she gets married, she has to change it again and again. It is not the most desirable thing at the beginning.

Moreover, new fabrics are released almost every year, and this is an old style after a few years.

Xiaofu is her baby sister, she doesn't want her sister to face such an embarrassing situation.

"Boss, why are you sighing?" Xiaofu's surprised voice suddenly came from behind.

"Huh?" Ding Shitou suddenly came back to his senses, a little astonished.She sighed?
"Is the boss unhappy?" Xiao Fu looked worriedly at the boss who had a weird expression.

"Sister Ding, you don't think the dowry is too small, do you? Our family has used all their savings. My brother is a little poor now, and he will definitely not..."

Jiang Hehua thought that Ding Shitou was disgusted with too little dowry, so she explained eagerly.

The few of them were discussing jewelry, Ding Shitou suddenly sighed, and they couldn't help thinking about it.

"Silly girl, why would I think the dowry is too small? I'm worrying about preparing a dowry." Seeing the little girls all staring at him, Ding Shitou hurriedly laughed.

Hey, who knows the troubles of the boss?It's better to talk to Zhao Jian at night, he is from a rich family, maybe the rich family didn't prepare so early.

"Boss, can you think about this problem in a few years?" Xiao Fu blushed and let out a coquettish voice.

After the online answer agreed to the Jiang family's marriage proposal, the boss said that the dowry was going to be prepared, and now she was still worried, and she was going to be worried to death.

She said last time that it would be enough to prepare two boxes of dowry for her, as well as some clothes, two quilts, and some daily necessities.

She is an orphan, to be able to marry into such a pure and honest peasant family, with benevolent elders, sister-in-law living in harmony, and a loving husband who loves her, is what she yearns for most.

The boss is always afraid of her suffering and being wronged, but in fact she is already very happy like this.

"What a silly girl!" Ding Shitou knew what Xiaofu was thinking when he saw Xiaofu's expression, and he couldn't help but muttered, then waved his hands at them, "Keep watching."

"Boss is coming to see too." Jiang Hehua felt happy again when she heard that Ding Shitou was worried about the dowry rather than the dowry.

"No." Ding Shitou just refused, but suddenly remembered, and said hastily, "Lotus is right, the jewelry is so beautiful, it would be a pity to put it away without wearing it."

"That's right." Jiang Hehua immediately jumped up, and suddenly pouted again.

"The Jiang family prepared two boxes of silver-headed noodles for me at the beginning. I was too young to wear those at all. Fortunately, Brother Zhong gave me a pair of silk flowers before the Chinese New Year that year. Otherwise, I would have cried for them. .”

(End of this chapter)