That's like throwing a meat bun at a dog; Zhao Xiuhua absolutely couldn't agree!
"No way!"
She resolutely disagreed: "Little Three, you can't calculate like this. You have it tough too, just that little money a month, and once you start a family, have kids, there's so much to spend on. You can't give it all as a dowry."
"Besides, Little He might be a good girl, but her mom, Old Mrs. Chu, is especially stingy. Even if you give the money, Little He might not get enough to eat."
"Listen to your mom, just give..."
Zhao Xiuhua originally intended to say, give 20.
But thinking of the gap between 888 and 20, she was afraid Shi Suifeng wouldn't agree no matter what, insisting the family hand over his money...
So she could only grit her teeth: "Give 88!"
After saying this, her heart bled; 88!
88!
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