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"Sister, people outside are saying that Yao Jingxue has become a fool. She is so determined to marry in the countryside. They are also saying that the woman finally did a good thing this time and gave you the Shen family's marriage."

Song Xiaoye said with a smile again.

The house is much quieter now that there is one less annoying person at home. Although Zhang Hongmei is still unhappy, Song Xiaoye is very happy.

"Don't worry about it. Go do your homework and get into high school!"

Song Chuyu spoke sternly to Song Xiaoye.

It's already mid-May and the exam is just over a month away.

I will be in high school this year, and the national college entrance examination will be resumed in two years, so I will be able to take part in it.

In this era, if ordinary people want to change their destiny, the only options are to take the college entrance examination or become self-employed.

Considering my brother's impulsive and irritable behavior now, he is really not suitable for doing business. Studying and going to college and waiting for assignment is his best way out for the time being.

Wait until his temperament has calmed down and the country's policy environment has changed, then consider whether to do business.

"Sister, it's the weekend today, can't you let me play more!"

Song Xiaoye wailed.

Song Chuyu was unmoved. She pinched his ear and asked him to sit down. She opened his textbook and circled the questions for him.

Downstairs, Zhang Hongmei's crying became louder and louder, and was accompanied by Yao Zhenhua's angry curses.

The two of them started arguing, and not satisfied with just arguing, they started fighting.

When Song Xiaoye heard that the action had begun, he couldn't sit still anymore.

He would be so upset if he missed such a good show.

"Sister, sister, please let me go and see the fun." Song Xiaoye clasped her hands together and pleaded with her big watery eyes.

How could Song Chuyu not be soft-hearted when he begged her like that? She raised her hand and slapped him on the head in annoyance.

"go Go."

After getting permission, Song Xiaoye immediately rushed out like a monkey and went downstairs quickly.

Song Chuyu also picked up a stack of papers, walked out slowly, closed the door, and went downstairs, her movements gracefully and calmly.

Zhang Hongmei and Yao Zhenhua have stopped fighting. After all, they still have their dignity to protect. If they continue fighting, not only Song Xiaoye will come to watch the fun, but the neighbors will also come.

Although the two had only exchanged a few quick moves, both of them were deadly. Yao Zhenhua had several bloody marks on his face, and Zhang Hongmei's face was swollen and her mouth was broken.

The two men looked like injured fighting cocks, both embarrassed and funny.

Song Xiaoye was trying to hold back his laughter.

Song Chuyu walked downstairs and saw the two of them looking so miserable. She didn't try to hide her anger and had a bright smile on her face.

"Oh, you're practicing so early in the morning." Song Chuyu said with a smile.

"You damn girl, stop gloating over your misfortune! Hand over the betrothal money right now!"

Zhang Hongmei was in a terrible mood and was not polite to Song Chuyu at all.

The betrothal gift is one thousand yuan. Song Chuyu wants to put it all into her own pocket. No way!

She was also right in this matter. None of the betrothal gifts from the husband's family were given to the married daughter. Instead, they were all kept by the parents, and at most some was used to buy dowry.

"You bad woman, that's my sister's betrothal gift, why should I give it to you?"

Song Xiaoye immediately jumped out and pointed at Zhang Hongmei and cursed,

"Why don't you ask your own daughter for her betrothal gift money? Haha, now I remember, your own daughter's betrothal gift is only fifty yuan, so shabby, there's no point in asking for it."

Zhang Hongmei's face turned even darker, and the anger in her eyes seemed to be bursting out.

"Why are you glaring at me? Your own daughter did something stupid. Not only did she not get the betrothal gift from her husband's family, she also stole her own mother's money to support her poor husband's family. Haha, if you tell others about this, people will laugh their heads off. I guess they've never heard of such a stupid and so eager girl to get married."

Song Xiaoye continued to stab Zhang Hongmei's heart with the knife, and blood was drawn with every stab.

"You, shut up! Shut up!" Zhang Hongmei was so angry that she rushed over to hit Song Xiaoye.

Song Xiaoye was so smart, he quickly ran to the side, still shouting,

"If you dare to hit me, I will go to the street office and tell Aunt Wang to come and make the decision for me."

The Aunt Wang that Song Xiaoye mentioned is the women's director of the street office, and is in charge of family disputes.

If she comes to the house, not only will she be embarrassed, but she will also have to write a self-examination and be fined!

Zhang Hongmei stopped, gritted her teeth, and looked at Song Chuyu again.

"It's not me who wants your betrothal money. Your father also wants you to give it to him. Your family has raised you up and spent so much money on feeding and clothing you. Even if you give all this betrothal money, it won't be enough."

"Chu Yu, give us the betrothal money and we will prepare a dowry for you or spend it on you." Yao Zhenhua also said.

"I can't possibly give you the betrothal money." Song Chuyu sneered and refused directly, leaving no room for negotiation.

"You can make as much noise as you want, I'll accompany you. The neighbors, the furniture factory, and the Shen family all know who has been supporting whom all these years!

It’s better to let everyone recall that the house you live in now belongs to my grandfather. The original surname of the house is Song, not Yao!

The furniture factory where you work was also left by my grandpa. You have no worries about food and clothing and live such a comfortable life. It is all the money you spend that was left by my grandpa and my mom!

Before my grandparents passed away, they put the furniture factory and the house under my eldest brother's name!

It was you who took advantage of our young age and usurped our position, coaxing my eldest brother into signing the documents to give up the furniture factory. You were afraid that my eldest brother would seize power, so you sent him to the countryside!

If you are not afraid of these things leaking out, you can make a scene as hard as you want, I have no objection."

Zhang Hongmei's face twisted instantly, and her eyes showed panic, anger and hatred.

Yao Zhenhua's face turned ugly, and he felt ashamed and angry, as if his fig leaf had been torn off.

He glared at Song Chuyu fiercely.

This unfilial daughter!

Don't take him seriously at all.

Fortunately, she is about to marry into the Shen family, so they can coax her to leave first, lest she stays at home and sets her sights on the furniture factory.

"Okay, the betrothal money belongs to Chu Yu. This is settled. Don't mention it again in the future." Yao Zhenhua said as he looked at Zhang Hongmei, his eyes full of warning.

Zhang Hongmei closed her mouth unwillingly.

No matter how unwilling she is, Yao Zhenhua has the final say in this family.

Moreover, Song Chuyu, the stepdaughter, is not only sharp-tongued, but also smart. Her words are sharp and to the point.

They are really afraid that if the situation gets out of hand, they will get into trouble.

Thinking about how stupid she suddenly became and how she only had the man's daughter in her heart, Zhang Hongmei felt even more upset.

"I will be married in half a month, and time is tight. This is my dowry list. In addition to the sheets, quilts, kettles, basins, etc. that I need to buy, you also need to build me a set of furniture as a dowry according to the requirements on these papers."

Song Chuyu ignored their gloomy faces and directly handed the stack of papers to Yao Zhenhua, with a tone that sounded more like an order.

Yao Zhenhua took it unhappily, but when he saw it, his eyes lit up.

He quickly flipped through the papers, his eyes brightening with joy and admiration, and he couldn't help but ask Song Chuyu anxiously,

"Where did you get this furniture blueprint? The style is simple and elegant, novel and unique, and the storage function has become more reasonable. This design is great!"