Three hundred yuan, and a bicycle too?
This time, the marriage negotiation naturally ended on a discordant note.
Back home, Xu Nianhua couldn't help but click his tongue when he heard the demands. It was the year 1979, and in the village, a marriage gift of two hundred yuan was already quite generous.
But the Zhou Family's father actually wanted three hundred yuan and a bicycle?
Even if they borrowed more money, they could not come up with that much.
A bicycle alone would cost nearly two hundred yuan.
"Big brother, did you mention to Sister Zhou about meeting up in the county?"
Xu Nianhua quietly inquired.
Before leaving, Xu Nianhua had told Xu Nianji to somehow meet with Zhou He and then, find a way to get her to visit the county.
Without meeting, many things were difficult to handle.
"I did," Xu Nianji nodded, saying, "Zhou He's mother was also there at the time, so I couldn't speak too clearly, but I think Xiaohe should be able to understand."
"That's good."
