Dreaming Back to the 90s to Help My Dad Chase Away Rivals (BL)

Chapter 88: Bridal Chamber Candles

Translator: dapotaturs

Release Date: 03/31/2024

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Chapter 88: Bridal Chamber Candles

Three months later, it was Xiaomei's wedding.

This time, it was a real wedding, and they got the marriage certificate in advance.

None of Xiaomei's rural relatives attended; those seated on the bride's side were all from the Ning family.

A month ago, when she went to her brother and sister-in-law's hometown in northern Jiangsu to ask for her household registration book to register for marriage, her brother wanted to take advantage of the situation and made a bold request. He mentioned that her nephew was now grown up and they were planning to renovate the house for his marriage. They were still short of several thousand. If they wanted the household registration book, it was possible, but they would need to contribute half of the dowry. With a high-ranking engineer from a major state-owned enterprise in Shanghai, would money be an issue?

As for the dowry fraud previously orchestrated by "One-Eyed," not a word was mentioned.

"Brother, sister-in-law, there's no such thing as a 'dowry' for weddings in Shanghai," Xiaomei explained.

"Don't give us that. Even if there's no cash, you still have to give gold and silver jewelry, right? Are you saying you'll marry a wife for free without spending a penny?" The sister-in-law chuckled and rolled her eyes.

After returning empty-handed from Shanghai last time, that heartless girl Xiaomei stopped sending money home altogether. Her man even complained, saying the money tree was suddenly gone, leaving him in distress, constantly blaming her for being too ruthless in Shanghai, wondering how they would fare in the future.

The future? Xiaomei had long seen through it. The household registration book was their lifeline; as long as Xiaomei remained unmarried, they could control her.

She wasn't worried; she would make it all back eventually. If Xiaomei did marry into the city in the future, that would be even better. Wouldn't she, as an aunt, be concerned about her nephew's future job and marriage?

"I'm telling you, without this amount, don't even think about getting married," she said, extending her hand.

Xiaomei, unruffled, cheerfully brought along the village's women cadres and three young men behind her.

In addition to Ning Xiaobei and Fan Xia, they also brought along Lin Ziyin, who hadn't been seen for a long time.

This guy, holding a handheld camera, entered the house and started snapping photos everywhere, eager to explore every nook and cranny. After being stopped by Ning Xiaobei, he turned his attention to the kitchen's earth stove outside the left door.

"Who is this guy? What are you all doing here? Why are you barging into someone's house like this?"

"Oh, he's a journalism student from Fudan University. He specially drove over from Shanghai on the weekend to gather news in our village."

The women cadre smiled and said, "Mainly here to film the new look of our new rural area."

"Yes, the new look. Especially the pursuit of love and independence by rural women, and the new style of weddings."

Lin Ziyin put down the camera and flashed a simple smile at Xiaomei's brother.

This guy, who knows what he went through in high school for three years, went from less than 110 pounds in junior high to over 200 pounds now, presenting the image of a rich son of a landlord.