Chapter 1001: Work hard to prepare the bride price

Chapter 1001 Work hard to prepare the offer
As soon as this was said, the whole living room was quiet.
Not to mention girls, Zhong Yiyi boys want to marry after hearing this.
With a look of admiration on his face, he raised the thumb of the other hand, his hands together.
Third brother is awesome! ! !
Madam Han could see Qi Moye's heart to Bai Chuxiao far better than Madam Yan.
Mrs. Han held the tea cup and blew a sigh, the tea in the cup fluctuated accordingly, and she drank tea unhurriedly.
She deserves to be her grandson.
Madam Yan originally had a lot of questions to question, but now Qi Moye showed her attitude, and virtually blocked all her questions.
Madam Yan was silent for a moment, "Okay, I have the courage, is that a bride price, you can afford it?"
Qi Moye: "Yes."
Hearing this, Mrs. Han had a bad feeling.
Madam Yan did not pay much attention to Madam Han, and then asked, "If the bride price is for you in the south, will you give it?"
Madam Han's eyes flickered slightly, as expected.
A game with friends, both sides know very well.
I guessed that there would be this day earlier, so Madam Han had talked with Qi Moye at the beginning.
From now on, the north and the south will oppose each other, and Qi Moye will put the south first.
For example, if Bai Chuxiao is the northern hall master, he has to use the southern young master instead of boyfriend.
Zhong Yi booed.
My mother, dare you say, when his grandmother doesn't exist?
Also, not arrogant or unfeeling, it is not Mrs. Yan!
Bai Chuxiao frowned, "Grandma, you are a bit too much."
Madam Yan's eyes were cold, "I didn't talk to you."
"I am not your bargaining chip." Bai Chuxiao retorted.
"Want to marry my granddaughter, what's the matter with a bride price?"
Bai Chuxiao looked down. She knew that in order to be with Qi Moye, one of the north and the south must bow their heads. After all, they still have to face, "But..."
"Enough." Madam Yan interrupted, "I want to listen to his answer."
Qi Moye's expression was faint, with no fluctuations in his eyes, he was about to reply.
Mrs. Han took the lead, "Are you selling your granddaughter or marrying your granddaughter?"
"It has nothing to do with you." Madam Yan was indifferent.
"You asked the wrong person. The founder of the South is here. It is not the turn of the juniors to call the shots." Madam Han replied.
In other words, Qi Moye promised to get her consent.
Madam Han knows what Qi Moye did.
Life can be given, let alone the south?
Has been blinded.
For Bai Chuxiao, Qi Moye would bow his head and do everything, if according to Madam Yan's intention, he still couldn't be emptied by this old witch?
Madam Yan was firm, "Why, my granddaughter is not worth a little southern? Then she may not be happy after marrying, show your sincerity."
"The tone is not small, what do you dowry?" Madam Han asked.
Madam Yan flicked her sleeves and said, "You have decided on the bride price, and come and talk to me again."
Madam Yan looked at Bai Chuxiao, "Clean up and go back with me. From today on, I don't care during the day, but I am not allowed to stay away at night."
What is a girl like?
Bai Chuxiao could understand grandma's mood, she curled her lips, "Oh."
After that, Bai Chuxiao went upstairs and packed his things.
Qi Moye went to help her.
Bai Chuxiao didn't have much to pack.
It's not allowed to spend the night outside. It's nothing. Now the antidote is resolved. North and South are not very far apart. There is time and opportunity to meet.
Bai Chuxiao was afraid that Qi Moye would be under psychological pressure.
She put down her clothes, stood in front of Qi Moye, and looked up at him, "Sorry, my grandma is just like this, don't care, just don't hear what she said."
"It's okay." For Qi Moye, it was a step closer.
Mrs. Yan gave them a chance to get married, otherwise the bride price would not be offered.
Bai Chuxiao blinked, "Really?"
"I will work hard." He said.
"Ok?"
The man's big palm was placed on the back of the girl's head, he bent down, and dropped a dragonfly kiss on her lips.
"Efforts to prepare the betrothal gift." Accompanied by his breath, he leaned to her ear, in a low voice, deceptive words, "Go marry you."
...
While they were packing up, the smoke between Madam Yan and Madam Han downstairs continued.
Madam Yan put down the tea cup and was too lazy to talk to Madam Han.
Her gaze swept over Zhong Yi inadvertently, and then she stopped.
The boy looks familiar.
It was the first time that Zhong Yi saw Madam Yan, and when Madam Yan looked so much, he felt that he was stared at by the head teacher and he dared not move.
I don’t know what I did wrong, I shouldn’t offend the old man...
When Zhong Yikuai couldn't stand the pressure, Madam Yan's voice came, "What's your name?"
"Huh?" Zhong Yi was a little dazed, as if he didn't introduce himself, he smiled, "My name is Zhong Yi."
Zhong Yi.
Mrs. Han does not have a son, so she can take her mother's name
Mrs. Yan finally remembered who Zhong Yi looked like.
Like Mrs. Han's little daughter, Zhong Yue.
Even the personality is similar, very cheerful, Zhong Yi is Zhong Yue's child?
Madam Yan's thoughts gradually drifted away.
Madam Han's eyes darkened slightly, "Xiao Yi, come here."
Zhong Yi was very obedient and walked behind Madam Han.
Madam Yan realized something, looked at Zhong Yi again, and said nothing.
Bai Chuxiao finished packing things and went downstairs.
Bai Chuxiao greeted Madam Han, and then said goodbye to Qi Mo Ye Zhongyi, see you tomorrow.
When Bai Chuxiao and Madam Yan left, Madam Han and Qi Moye talked.
Her grandson knew that she didn't mean anything, "If I didn't say anything just now, did you agree?"
Qi Moye defaulted.
Mrs. Han is right, she is the founder, and this kind of thing is not currently in charge of him.
"Confused." Madam Han didn't know how many times she had said it, but Qi Moye didn't listen to it once. "You don't know what Madam Yan is. She just digs a hole and waits for you to jump."
Qi Moye simply said in three words, "I recognize it."
Mrs. Han was speechless for a while.
Want a beauty, not a country?
"In ancient times, you were a faint king." Madam Han shook her head helplessly.
Zhong Yi laughed out loud, "Yes, right, right, the third brother was a proper monarch in ancient times, and that must be the prince of Fenghuo Opera."
Qi Moye didn't care, he cried, "Grandma."
Madam Han knew what he was going to say, so she didn't give a chance, "I have something to do, let's go first."
...
The car stopped in the north.
The driver took out the suitcase for Bai Chuxiao.
Bai Chuxiao followed Mrs. Yan.
Madam Yan couldn't help but stopped, and asked Bai Chuxiao sternly, "Have you taken any safety measures?"
"..."
Bai Chuxiao's cheeks flushed, "Grandma, it's not what you think, we are..."
Before the innocence could say it, Mrs. Yan was interrupted coldly, "I'm capable."
In Mrs. Yan's view, Bai Chuxiao's expression means'no measures have been taken'.
Bai Chuxiao was tired, "I..."
Madam Yan suppressed her anger, "What are you, are you going to take medicine?"
"..."
Madam Yan didn't seem to want to see her at all, so as not to be upset, she turned and walked forward with a cold face, leaving a sentence, "If you have one, be born."
(End of this chapter)