"You... what did you say? This... this is not the betrothal gift?" Grandma Bai asked in a daze.
"Of course, this is not a betrothal gift! This is a gift I gave to Xiao Xue! An engagement gift!" Zhang Yuan repeated, and then asked the equally stunned team leader, "Team Leader, if I remember correctly, in our Chaoyang Commune, marrying a wife usually costs about eight to ten yuan, right?"
The team leader nodded blankly, "Yes! Yes, indeed!"
"Exactly, at most it's ten yuan!" Wang Xuehua added another sentence.
Zhang Yuan then walked over to Bai Daliang, bowed, and said, "Uncle! I'm asking for Xiao Xue's hand in marriage. Do you agree to a ten-yuan bride price?"
Bai Daliang stammered, "I-I agree!"
"Grandma! Did you hear that? Xiao Xue's father has agreed to the bride price! I will present the ten yuan betrothal gift in full when we get married!"
In the end, the bride price was set at ten yuan, but it will be given at the time of marriage, not now.
