A crazy beauty has an island, and a powerful figure from that era dotes on her.

There was only one chair in the room.

Lu Yujing gave him the chair and could only sit on the edge of the bed.

Can……

Jian Zhongliang looked at the two people sitting side by side on the edge of the bed and felt a little awkward.

As for what felt awkward, he couldn't quite put his finger on it.

"Yi Yi, peel an apple for the political commissar!" Jian Zhongliang gave Jian Qingyi a wink.

"Oh!" Jian Qingyi picked up an apple from the desk and skillfully began to peel it.

As the blade gently fell, the bright red peel gradually came off, revealing the creamy yellow flesh with an enticing sweet aroma.

"Crunch!" In the blink of an eye, a smooth apple was handed to Lu Yujing.

Lu Yujing stared blankly at the apple in her hand.

I've completely forgotten how I received the apple from the little girl.

His fingertips, which had accidentally brushed against the little girl's skin, had lost all feeling. At that moment, his heart stopped beating, and all his senses seemed to have gone on strike.

My mind felt like it had been filled with mush.

I felt dizzy all over.

"Political Commissar..." Jian Zhongliang called softly, looking at Lu Yujing who was staring at the apple in a daze.

"What's wrong?" Lu Yujing's Adam's apple bobbed, and his voice was unnaturally hoarse as he spoke.

Just as Jian Zhongliang was about to speak, Meng Xiaoyang appeared hurriedly at the door.

"Uncle Jian, Uncle Jian is looking for you."

"Looking for me? What happened?" Jian Zhongliang suddenly stood up.

Just as she was about to leave, she suddenly remembered that Lu Yujing was still there.

Even though he's supposed to be my future brother-in-law, it's still not a good thing for a man and a woman to be alone together in a room.

"Political Commissar, we have other matters to attend to, so we'll take our leave first." Jian Zhongliang grabbed Jian Qingyi's arm and pulled her outside.

"Dad, I haven't finished peeling the apple yet," Jian Qingyi reminded him.

"I'll peel it when I get back." Jian Zhongliang snatched the apple and knife from her hand and put them back on the desk.

"You eat this, I'll peel the other one," Lu Yujing said with a smile, handing over the apple in her hand.

“Okay!” Jian Qingyi reached out and took it.

She didn't eat lunch, and when she finally managed to peel an apple, she only managed to peel half of it.

When Jian Zhongliang pulled Jian Qingyi downstairs, the Jian family and Wang Xiujuan's family had all arrived.

Even if all the chairs in the rooms were put together, there wouldn't be enough room to sit. So the bedside, the desk, and any other place where people could sit were all crammed together.

Jian Qingyi glanced at the four-poster bed where six members of the Wang family were sitting, then moved a little further away while biting into her apple.

"Brother, what's up?" Jian Zhongliang glanced at the neatly arranged people in the room, then turned to wash his hands in the basin by the door.

“The Luo family said they want a bride price of two thousand yuan.” Jian Zhongkang frowned.

In the southern part of the city, the average family's bride price is only six or seven hundred, eight or nine hundred. Although there are some families that ask for one or two thousand, those are the very wealthy ones.

He had asked his son about it when he called before, and his son said that the Luo family was just an ordinary family.

The future daughter-in-law said that it would be fine to follow the rules of Nancheng.

Thinking that the bride price of 1,200 yuan plus a ladies' watch worth 120 yuan wouldn't be too much of a burden on the future daughter-in-law, I figured it wouldn't be unfair to her.

Before leaving home, worried about other expenses, they took all 1,600 yuan from home with them.

Who knew that once I arrived here...

two thousand!

At home, I could try to borrow some money from someone, but here, in an unfamiliar place, where am I supposed to borrow money?

Jian Zhongkang and Wang Xiujuan were extremely worried!

"Isn't that enough?" Jian Zhongliang asked.

Jian Zhongkang sighed and nodded.

"How much more do you need? I have a little bit here." Without saying a word, Jian Zhongliang reached into his pocket.

"What's wrong with them?! They're so spoiled. 1200 isn't enough, they want 2000. They're just too full to know where their bowls are," Wang's wife said angrily.

"Yes! In our area, the bride price is at most one thousand. We gave her one thousand two hundred, but they weren't satisfied and wanted two thousand more? Are they marrying off their daughter or selling her?" Aunt Wang was also furious.

"With my Yiwei's looks and qualities, he could find any kind of girl he wanted. They're lucky they even found him. And they still want two thousand? Why don't they just ask for twenty thousand? Aren't they afraid of biting off more than they can chew?" Uncle Wang was also indignant.

Ignoring the complaints of those people, Jian Zhongliang continued counting the large bills he pulled from his pocket.

"Three hundred and sixty-five, is that enough?" After counting, he handed over the money.

“I only brought 1,600 with me.” Jian Zhongkang shook his head, his voice like a sigh.

Jian Zhongliang looked at Jian Qingyi, "Yiyi, did you bring any money?"

Her hands were sticky from peeling an apple. Jian Qingyi glanced at the pocket of her down jacket and gestured for him to take it out himself.

Jian Zhongliang didn't stand on ceremony and reached into her pocket and pulled out all the ten-yuan notes.

It's about three or four hundred yuan thick.

Without a second thought, Jian Zhongliang handed them all over.

“No, how can we take Yi Yi’s money?” Jian Yiwei blocked the way with his hand.

"Big brother, I don't like what you're saying. You can take your second uncle's money, so why can't you take your sister's money? What, is my money rotten?!" Jian Qingyi swallowed the apple in her mouth before slowly speaking.

“Yi Yi, you know that’s not what your brother meant…” Jian Yiwei said hurriedly.

“If that’s not what you meant, then take it. We’re all family, no need for formalities.” Jian Qingyi gestured towards the large ten-yuan note in Jian Zhongliang’s hand.

"Oh! By the way, I also brought two sets of clothes for my future sister-in-law and second sister. Please remember to give them to them later."

Upon hearing this, Mao Chunqiao's anger flared up again.

She would rush to give away clothes that were available in the army.

She had no clothes to wear, and she wouldn't spend a single penny.

That brat is deliberately trying to go against her.

"Yiyi, I'll pay you back when I get my salary." Jian Yiwei's eyes were slightly hot.

"It would be better if you and my sister-in-law could give me a nephew sooner rather than later." Jian Qingyi crunched on an apple.

In short, it made Jian Yiwei blush deeply.

"Jian Qingyi, do you have any manners at all?!" Jian Zhongliang raised his hand to give Jian Qingyi a flick on the forehead.

Jian Qingyi dodged and hid directly behind Jian Yiwei.

A loud bang...

Jian Qingyi was startled.

Follow the sound and look.

The four-poster bed collapsed.

The Wang family members, who were sitting on the edge of the bed, fell into a heap.

Jian Qingyi went through all the sad things from both of her lives one by one before she managed to stop herself from laughing out loud.

Sitting at the desk, Jian Zhonglan and He Xiaoyue were clearly not as kind as Jian Qingyi. Their mouths were practically stretched to their ears, and they made no attempt to hide their laughter.

"You unlucky kid, hurry up and help your sister-in-law Wang!" Mao Chunqiao scolded, but the smile on her lips was harder to suppress than an AK.

In the end, it was Wang Xiujuan and Jian Yiwei who went up and helped the Wang family members up.

"Won't we have to pay for this?" Sister-in-law Wang looked nervously at the bed frame that had broken in the middle.

"I'll handle it," Jian Yiwei said softly, trying to comfort him.