Dreaming of 1988, I have the ability to see ghosts and ghosts

"Brother Huang Bo, I know how good you have been to me over the years. My parents asked your family for a 20,000 yuan betrothal gift, which really put you in a difficult position."

"But it's not easy for them either. Even if they work hard in the fields, they can't earn much money. If you can convince your parents to give them the 20,000 yuan betrothal gift, we can work hard together and pay it back in a few years. Do you think it's okay?"

"You, you mean, you agree to marry me?" Huang Bo was excited and at a loss. This was the key point he read.

Qiao Xiaoling blushed and nodded.

"Twenty thousand is a bit high for the betrothal gift, but for your sake, I'll go back and talk to my parents about borrowing it first, and then we can pay it back slowly in the future."

Huang Bo calmed down and said with a bitter face.

"I'm willing to do anything for you." Once again, he was happy that Qiao Xiaoling was willing to marry him.

Over the years, he dreamed of marrying Qiao Xiaoling. Because of his figure and appearance, he was afraid that Qiao Xiaoling would look down on him, so he always felt inferior and humble in front of her.

Moreover, Qiao Xiaoling had always been distant towards him, and today he got a positive response, which made him extremely excited.

He happily picked up Qiao Xiaoling and spun her around several times.

"Brother Huang Bo, put me down. Don't be too happy too soon. We don't know if your parents agree or not."

Qiao Xiaoling shyly asked Huang Bo to put her down.

Huang Bo turned around twice more before putting her down. This was the first time they had such an intimate contact in all those years. Before that, they had never even held hands.

Huang Bo smiled happily like a child. He felt that happiness was right in front of him and he wanted to hold on to it tightly and not let it slip through his fingers.

Qiao Xiaoling felt something strange. She couldn't tell what she felt. She didn't feel very happy and her expression became very unnatural.

Huang Bo, immersed in happiness, didn't notice this at all.

"Well, Brother Huangbo, I'm going to go back first. You go home and discuss it with your parents. I'll wait for your reply."

Qiao Xiaoling smoothed her hair, said this, and turned to leave.

"Xiaoling, aren't you going back after finishing your meal?" Huang Bo held her hand reluctantly.

"No, I have something to do at home. Let's wait until next time!" Qiao Xiaoling shook off his hand and left in a hurry.

Huang Bo grinned and looked at Qiao Xiaoling's gradually receding figure with a silly smile on his face until she disappeared. He raised his fist and cheered himself up before turning around and going home.

After returning home, he explained to Huang's father and mother why Qiao Xiaoling came to see him today.

"Alas! If you really want to marry Qiao Xiaoling, our whole family will have to work together to find a way, but it's hard to borrow money!"

After hearing what Huang Bo said, Huang's father frowned and sighed.

"Yeah, with so much money, how can we find a way? Your little sister is still in high school, and there are still many things to spend at home. Even if we borrow it, how long will it take to pay it back?"

Mother Huang also had a bitter face and was in a heavy mood.

"Dad, Mom, Xiaoling said that when she gets married, she will work hard with me to make money and pay off the debt."

Huang Bo looked at his parents with pleading eyes and said.

"Mom, the child has liked Xiaoling for so many years. We only have Xiaobo as a son, so let's make him happy. I'll borrow money from everywhere first, and when Xiaoyu comes back at the weekend, I'll ask her to help think of a solution."

Father Huang threw the cigarette butt on the ground, stomped it out with his foot, and said firmly.

"Thank you, Dad. I will work hard to make money in the future. I'll go to the store now." Huang Bo happily rode his motorcycle to the town.

He doesn't want to miss any opportunity to make money, he wants to create a better life for his loved ones.

In the following days, Huang's father borrowed money everywhere. 1000 was not too much, and 200 was not too little. He wrote IOUs one by one and promised the repayment date and interest.

Huang Yu strongly disapproved of his parents borrowing money from everywhere for his brother's marriage, and felt that the Qiao family was forcing them to do something against their will.

But she couldn't persuade her parents, so she asked her colleagues to scrape together 1000 yuan and gave it to her father. She planned to pay the money back slowly with her salary.

Three months later, the Huang family finally collected enough money.

On this day, the family of three came to Qiao's house again with a huge sum of money.

"Brother Huang, what are you doing?" When Father Qiao saw them coming, he went out to greet them.

Mother Qiao looked unhappy and didn't bother to pay attention. She didn't think that the Huang family could come up with so much money in just a few months. They must be here to bargain again. She was determined to get the betrothal gift.

After entering the main room, Dad Huang explained his purpose. Dad Qiao widened his eyes in disbelief, but Mom Qiao immediately changed her expression and greeted him with a smile.

"Well, well, my in-laws, please come and sit down. I'll go pour you some tea." Mother Qiao couldn't stop smiling.

While the four parents were discussing in the main room, Huang Bo went into the room to find Qiao Xiaoling.

"Xiaoling, are you happy? The money has been borrowed and we can get married soon." Huang Bo said to Qiao Xiaoling excitedly again.

In fact, Qiao Xiaoling, who was in the room, had heard the conversation outside. She knew that the Huang family had come and must have collected the money. But she couldn't be happy. She felt mixed emotions, so she pretended not to hear it and hid in the room, not daring to go out.

"Oh, I understand." She replied Huang Bo coldly.

"What's wrong, Xiaoling, are you unhappy?" Seeing Qiao Xiaoling's expression, Huang Bo realized that she was not happy.

"No, I'm happy. I just think that we have borrowed so much debt, and it will be enough for both of us to pay it back in the future." Qiao Xiaoling made up a random reason and forced a smile as she looked at Huang Bo.

"It's okay. Don't worry about it. I've been going out early and coming back late recently. The business in the shop is getting better and better. In a few years, I should be able to pay back the money."

Huang Bo comforted.

In fact, Qiao Xiaoling was not worried about paying back the money at all. She had an inexplicable discomfort and always felt that she was sold to the Huang family by her family.

"Uncle Huang, Auntie, you are here!" At this time Qiao Xiaofeng came back from outside and greeted them enthusiastically.

Mother Qiao winked at him, and he seemed to understand what his mother meant. He immediately smiled, picked up the teapot, and helped add tea.

"Uncle, aunt, have some tea." He smiled so much that his mouth reached his ears.

At this time, Huang Bo and Qiao Xiaoling also walked out of the room.

"Huang Bo, Xiao Ling, and Xiao Feng, please sit down. Let's settle this matter in front of you today."

When Mr. Qiao saw them coming, he asked them to sit down. After the three young people sat down, Mr. Qiao continued speaking.

"Brother Huang! Since you are so sincere..."

"In-laws, in-laws!" Before Mr. Qiao finished speaking, Mrs. Qiao corrected him with a smile.

"Yes, yes, in-laws, since you are so sincere and the two children are in love, let's finalize the marriage today."

"But let me make it clear first. Xiaoling's brother Xiaofeng is not married yet, so their wedding can only be put on hold until his brother is married."

Papa Qiao continued.

"That's no problem!" Huang's father replied.

Dad Qiao looked at Huang Bo and Qiao Xiaoling again, and they both nodded in agreement.

"How about this, in-laws, let's pick a date for their wedding first, so that everyone can feel at ease." Aunt Huang interjected.

"That's no problem. Let's get engaged first!" Mother Qiao immediately responded.