"Then you say, where did you get this silver from?" Feng Shuan couldn't help it. He glanced at Feng Baitao and said, it seems that Feng Baitao is something dirty.

Feng Baitao's heart moved, waiting for this sentence.

"That's my dowry."

"What?" For a moment, the crowd exploded, and Feng Baihe and Qian's mother and daughter laughed like crazy. "Feng Baitao, if you want to be shameless, you're a rag. Or don't know who wears the shoes, who will give you so many betrothal gifts? "

"Why don't you say that it was sent by someone else when you went begging?"

Feng Baihe laughs more exaggeratedly. She is beautiful and full of money. All the young people in the village like to aim at her.

If it wasn't for this damned Feng Baitao, she would be the girl who gave the most betrothal gifts in Tianshui village.

The betrothal gifts in Tianshui village generally range from six Liang to ten Liang. Some beautiful girls are accepted by the town councillors to be concubines, and they are given twenty Liang silver.

Therefore, those who have beautiful girls in the family are keeping up with each other, and those who have more betrothal gifts will show great face. This shows that the mother-in-law attaches great importance to it and that they are well married.

Apart from the girl who was taken to be a concubine, the highest betrothal gift for a good wife is now six by six. Feng Baihe hopes that his betrothal gift will exceed this number.

Now Feng Baitao, the rotten shoe, even says that her dowry can build a big blue brick house. Is she daydreaming?

Not to blame the jokes of Qian's mother and daughter, the villagers also began to talk.

In the capacity of Feng Baitao, it's considered as a second marriage. Give me two liang silver at most. After all, I still have an oil bottle with me?

Who is free to give so much silver, not to find uncomfortable?

Not to mention that the Fengs don't believe it, so do the others.

Feng Shugen and Zhou's faces were particularly ugly, as red as fever. So what's the difference between their daughter and hitting them in the face?

"Well, my husband is from Beijing. Why can't we have money at home? He's still the father of An'an in my family. I made a lifelong commitment with him, and now he's back. "

Feng Baitao seems to have talked about everyone's reaction and dropped another bomb!

"What? The father of the little oil bottle is back? "

If so, then it's really possible! It's from the capital! So the second son of the Feng family is going to be developed. There is such a son-in-law!

"Where are the people?" Qian still doesn't believe it.

Feng Baitao called to the room, "husband, come out for a while."

The door opened and a tall man came out. At the sight of such a handsome man, all the people were shocked, especially Feng Baihe, who was infatuated with it!

How can there be such a beautiful man in this world!

Originally, Feng Baihe thought that his lover brother Qingshan was the first-class beauty in the village, but he didn't expect to compare with Feng Baitao's man, which was the same as the comparison of flowers and cow dung.

Her heart is full of jealousy! This man is so beautiful. Still rich, Feng Baitao is just a rotten shoe. She's also carrying an oil bottle. What's good about her?

For a while. Jealousy made her forget that this man was her so-called father of Feng Baitao's oil bottle.

"Hello, young master. My name is Feng Baihe. What's your name?"

She moved her steps gently and came up, pretending to be a lady, but now she is dirty. Hair disorder, like a fresh refined white lotus.

Feng Baitao draws from the corner of his mouth and looks at his stupid fiance.

But he didn't want to hide behind her, "lady! Who is this ugly man? " The voice was loud with fright and fear. With a trace of childishness.

Feng Baihe heard the speech and screamed, "what are you talking about? Who do you think is ugly What Feng Baihe hated most in his life was that people said he was ugly!

She is as beautiful as a flower! And much more beautiful than Feng Baitao.

"My husband said that whoever is ugly is the only one."

"Lady, I'm so scared! This ugly man is so scary A 1.87-meter-old man nestles in a 1.6-meter-old woman's arms. The painting style is so beautiful that people can't bear to look directly at him.