LIGHTNOVELONLINE Chapter 796 Reply!
"Shi Yan, I don't think you understand what I mean."
Shi Yan frowned and said, "My wife, I really can't sleep no matter how long it is, I have to make a new and bigger bed."
"No, no, no, listen to me, stop your own train of thought first."
"I can't stop it. I thought about it all night yesterday."
"..." Song Tingran was about to cry, but she still explained.
Shi Yan looked like he understood, and said that it would still be the same as before, one person for one day and nights in order.
But Song Tingran can arrange the specific operation at any time.
"Shi Yan, you still don't understand."
"I understand, I understand."
The school was on break today, and Shi Yan basically just read in the study.
The cubs were actually having fun playing in the yard. After all, during the Chinese New Year, they were all distracted from playing. During the rest time, they could play as much as they could.
Song Tingran was still a little uncomfortable because Qiao Jinshu kept staring at her.
"Hey, why don't I have an identical brother?"
"..."
Qiao Jinshu took the mirror and moved to Song Tingran's side. "My wife, look, there is another me in the mirror. Isn't it similar?"
"......"
"My wife, who do you think I look more like in the family?"
Song Tingran covered Qiao Jinshu's mouth, "Jinshu, okay, let's let this topic go, okay?"
"No, tell me what it feels like. I haven't experienced it yet."
Covering his mouth again, Qiao Jinshu was still making loud sounds.
Sang Cheng came in from outside the dining room. He had long been accustomed to such a situation, but felt it was normal.
"Master Wife, Luo Mingyue has gone home to write a letter. It seems that the situation is not good, so she is waiting at the door."
I finally got a reply. This was the third letter, and this was the only response I got.
Song Tingran let go of Qiao Jinshu, the two looked at each other, rushed out of the dining room together, and rushed to the door.
Sang Cheng shook his head helplessly. The blanket on the stairs at home was a little wet due to the snow. He wanted to make a replacement so that he could change the bed and use it even in other seasons.
Although the ones he chose were all spliced together from scrap fabrics, they were well matched and looked very stylish, making them a part of the Song family's scenery.
Luo Mingyue looked solemn and handed the letter from home to Song Tingran with both hands. Chang Yuqiao was also beside him.
She probably had to read it again. It was too scary. She could only say that if the Wen family's affairs were like mountains, then Luo Mingyue's family would be as high as the other.
Liu Yun and the others have already begun construction of the shelter. Last year, the soil was still very hard, so they were doing all the preparatory work, and Qin Gen'er was among them. She kept looking this way worriedly.
"Go to the embroidery workshop first."
"Yeah." Luo Mingyue had no idea. She really had no choice, otherwise she wouldn't have come here.
There are no customers in the embroidery workshop, and I have bought everything I should have bought before this year.
An Fu, Gu Yan, and Zhu Yuan were all doing things silently, but Liu Bai was free and wandering around somewhere.
Chang Yuqiao pulled out a chair for Song Tingran, "My wife, this backrest is a newly embroidered pattern by me, and the cotton inside is also newly made."
"Well, it looks good. You can sit down too."
Qiao Jinshu looked at the backrest behind him. It was old and only the one behind Song Tingran was new. He wondered if he should make one too and put it on the chair of the dressing table in the main room.
Luo Mingyue was so panicked that she stood beside Chang Yuqiao. Everyone was originally studying the new products in the past few days, but when they all returned to see Zhu Yuan come, they brought this letter with them.
Originally Luo Mingyue didn't want to trouble Song Tingran, but the content of the letter made him have the idea of committing suicide again. Fortunately, Chang Yuqiao was emotionally stable and persuaded him for a long time.
The reason why Luo Mingyue's family never replied was because they deliberately didn't reply to the first letter and had been discussing how much the new gift would be.
Before I could figure out one, two, three, four, five, the second letter arrived.
When Luo Mingyue's family saw it, they were very anxious, so they started to worry again.
It wasn't until the third letter arrived that I finally felt it was enough and replied.
The content of this letter is better than not replying.
At first glance, it seems that it was written by a ghostwriter. The handwriting is beautiful, and it cannot be written without a few years of writing skills.
She said that if Luo Mingyue wanted to remarry, it was okay, but one would be embarrassed and would not see each other again, and the other would have to accept a gift of eighty taels of silver before she agreed.
The reason why the offer was so high was simply because I had tasted the sweetness of what had happened before, but it was a ghost marriage after all, so I gave more.
"Luo Mingyue, your family is so cruel. They actually said that if the other party can't come up with a gift of eighty taels of silver, they won't let you remarry. They also want you to find another ghost marriage like this and send money to your family."
This is simply a fantasy.
"Master, what should I do?" Luo Mingyue could only ask what to do now, and her whole body collapsed.
Qiao Jinshu: "You are remarrying, and you need so much gift money. Besides, Miss Qin's family doesn't have that much."
He said it quickly and straightforwardly, and that was exactly what happened.
Chang Yuqiao: "Luo Mingyue, your family just wants money. Regardless of whether we get married or not, we keep asking for money. If we see the opportunity this time, I'm afraid we won't let go easily."
"I know."
"This is it. Don't you know it yet?" Song Tingran asked.
Luo Mingyue and Chang Yuqiao nodded together.
Song Tingran asked Qiao Jinshu to call Qin Gen'er who was working. He quickly ran out and came back with others.
As soon as he entered the door, the atmosphere became even heavier. Qin Gen'er was not a fool and asked directly: "My boss, is there a letter from Luo Mingyue's family?"
"Well, sit down and talk slowly."
Song Tingran pulled Qin Gen'er to sit. Her hands were dirty and she was not too close. She moved the chair a little farther away and sat down.
No hiding anything, tell everything.
"I don't have that much silver. Eighty taels is really too much. Can we discuss it again?" Qin Gen'er said in a dilemma. He asked for eighty taels. How much can we negotiate.
"Miss Qin, I'm sorry for you. My family is like this. I really didn't expect it. Please look at other people."
Luo Mingyue felt uncomfortable. What he wanted had always been simple, which was to marry someone who knew both coldness and warmth.
Unfortunately, it’s too difficult.
Qin Gen'er didn't know how to respond. She must not give up in her heart, because she really liked Luo Mingyue, but she couldn't do it privately. She had to follow the process and do it step by step.
Just at the beginning, we encountered big difficulties and it was very difficult.
"You two should think about each other again. Gen'er, you can go back to work."
"Okay, boss."
Qin Gen'er left the embroidery workshop, followed by Song Tingran and Qiao Jinshu.
"Gen'er, come here." After leaving the embroidery workshop, Song Tingran called Qin Gen'er to the side, and then helplessly looked at Qiao Jinshu who was not leaving, "Jinshu, this marriage is not going well. Just stop showing affection."