Yang Huaming rubbed his arm, "You can just die. I am her biological father, how can I not make plans for her?"

"Then tell me, what have you planned for the third girl?" Ms. Liu asked again.

Yang Huaming raised his eyebrows and pretended to be mysterious: "I have been working hard at the Taoist Temple for the past two years, and I usually live frugally. Isn't it just to save the dowry for the third girl?"

"Young boy Kang can't expect him to get a wife. Tiedan is still young, so don't worry. My money is all being saved by the third girl right now!"

"Seriously? Are you deceiving people?" Mrs. Liu said questioning words, but her eyes still lit up.

The third girl also raised her head in surprise, as if she didn't recognize her father.

Mrs. Tan coughed slightly, "Don't talk so much, take out all the money you saved and let's count it."

"Yes, yes, yes, what you say is true, take it out and have a look." Mrs. Liu was impatient, and stood up to look for pillows and bed boards.

Yang Huaming chuckled, took off his shoes, dug inside for a long time, and pulled out a banknote.

"Hey, they're all here!"

Mrs. Liu pinched her nose, put the banknote in front of her eyes, looked at it, and shook her head.

"I can't read, third girl, please help me see how much this is."

The children and grandchildren of Lao Yang's family, regardless of gender, all know some words, and the third girl is no exception.

She came over and took a look, "Eighteen taels of silver?"

"Oh my God!" Mrs. Liu was so shocked that she covered her mouth with her hands that were still smelly of her feet.

"Oh my god, Yang Huaming, you can do it. You actually saved eighteen taels of silver! Tsk, tsk, Qing'er, your niece is really kind to you. The job in the Taoist temple is not bad, and there is plenty of money!"

Mrs. Tan was also satisfied with this, "Fat girl has no conscience and knows how to support her family."

Yang Huaming was so proud that he pointed at the banknote and said to the three girls: "Keep this banknote. Liu Xueyun will give you a gift of eighty taels of silver. Your father and I will give you a dowry of eighteen taels of silver so that you can marry in style."

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"Hey, my daughter is not yours alone, there is also me!"

Mrs. Liu got up and walked to the bed, took the bundle she had brought back from town, opened it, and then took out a silver hairpin inlaid with rubies and put it in the third girl's hand.

"I saw that some ladies from Yuan's family wear this in the city. This style is popular outside now. Mom will give you one too. When you get married wearing it, I'm sure you'll look even better than those girls from Yuan's family!"

The third girl was so flattered that before she reached out to take the hairpin, Mrs. Tan pinched it in her hand.

"Wait a minute." Tan said.

She could not see, but her fingers were nimble and she twisted the silver hairpin in her hand inch by inch.

"Well, this hairpin costs at least five or six taels of silver, right?" asked Tan.

Mrs. Liu opened her eyes wide and said in surprise: "You don't leave the house, you can't see, but you can guess things accurately."

Mrs. Tan smiled slightly proudly, "Don't bully me, I'm blind and ignorant. The saying that people become better with age is not just talk."

Mrs. Liu nodded repeatedly.

The third girl also happily took the hairpin and looked at it repeatedly, her eyes and eyebrows were full of likes.

When I grow up, this is the first time I have such a beautiful hairpin. My mother bought it for me.

You know, when I was a kid, I had to beg for a long time if I wanted a piece of red-headed rope during the Chinese New Year!

Yang Huaming didn't understand women, and he sat there so distressed that the flesh on his cheeks twitched: "Do you really want five or six taels? Oh my god, you are such a prodigal woman. This thing is worn on your head. You can't eat it or drink it. Exchange it.
Chapter completed!