"Yes, yes, yes..." In the past, he herded cattle for the landlord family, and now he couldn't even straighten his back in front of the landlord's daughter. He had already cast off his serf status and was singing about it, becoming the master of his own house!
"Brother, this is the dowry we're giving Ningning, and it's also what my son wants. Besides, marriage is a lifelong matter, and we must give our children the best for this one thing." Xu Xianxiong rarely said something reliable.
"Okay!" Sheng Laosan nodded solemnly. "Wife, you go ahead and keep it." Ningning had been the subject of so many unsavory rumors in the village; no family was willing to marry her. Now things were looking up; her wedding would undoubtedly be celebrated with great fanfare.
In the ten miles and eight villages, which family's daughter could receive a dowry of US$1,000?
