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Chapter 16

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    Chapter 16

    As soon as the promise of the two hundred acres of land came out, the room suddenly became quiet.

    Wen Baihu blinked for a long time before asking: "Two hundred acres? Counted as dowry? Did I hear it correctly?"

    "That's right, that's right!" Wu Xiucai said, "It's still Yuhang's top-grade fields! Paddy fields! It's not as good as ours! It's Yuhang!" He muttered calculations, and with a rough understanding of the south,  Let¡¯s estimate the value of these two hundred acres of land.

    Wen Baihu then looked at his wife.

    Mrs. Wen¡¯s expression was extremely wonderful.

    Mrs. Wen has a big problem, which is Wen Hui¡¯s dowry.  This marriage was so good that it made others jealous, but Wen Hui's dowry was too thin.

    Two hundred acres

    Wu Xiucai on the other side had already calculated: "Even if the yield per mu is two dan, and one shi is 500 yuan, the harvest of one acre can be converted into one tael of silver, and 200 acres is 200 liang per year. This is the harvest, and if it is farmed out, the girl will harvest it."  Rent 30%, and get a net profit of 60 taels a year. No, no, this is calculated based on the average yield of dry fields in the north. This is Yuhang's top-grade farmland, a paddy field! This has to be doubled, no, tripled.  , let¡¯s just calculate it as one hundred and fifty taels a year. If this is counted as a dowry, Yue Yaer can have an extra one hundred and fifty taels of private money a year! Madam! Madam, look at this!"

    Others were not moved, but Wu Xiucai was moved first.

    He had watched Yue Yaer grow up, and he had taught her how to read and write. To him, an old widower with no children, she was almost half a daughter.

    He was responsible for everything that happened in the Huo family two years ago, following Wen Baihu around, and all the family's wealth was handled by him. No one knows the foundation of the Wen family better than him.  When it comes to accounts, neither Wen Baihu nor his wife knows their own business as well as he does.

    "It's said that scholars regard money as dirt, fart!"  Don¡¯t you know that a penny can stump a heroic man?

    If Yue Yaer can have these two hundred acres of high-quality paddy fields and more than one hundred taels of silver a year, she can live a decent life without having to worry about anything!  And this is not a matter of one or two years. Since I gave Yue Yaer as a dowry, it will last a lifetime!

    ¡°What Wu Xiucai thought of, everyone in the study thought of it.

    Wen Baihu looked at his wife longingly.

    Mrs. Wen¡¯s face turned white and red, sometimes she gritted her teeth, sometimes she clenched her fists

    Wen Hui has no idea about the adults¡¯ struggles.  She was in the room, surrounded by gold needles, silver threads and Yang, opening the box Lu Rui gave her.

    The box is not big, but the workmanship and carvings are exquisite.  Yang went over and smelled it and said, "It's camphor." The wood of camphor is insect-proof and anti-corrosion, making it the best for storing clothes, paper, calligraphy and painting.

    The gold needle and silver thread were all anxious: "Girl, open it quickly!"

    Wen Hui was urged by them and could only lift the lid of the box.

    The maids exclaimed, "Are there so many books?"

    A box full of books.  Mrs. Yang covered her mouth and said in amusement: "Okay, are you planning to train our Yue Ya'er to become scholars?"

    Everyone laughed and went to get the books one after another.  Yang was literate, and when he took a quick look, he found that there were travel notes, local chronicles, poetry collections, and a few story books. After a rough flipping through, he found that they were all about virtuous women and chaste women, and they were definitely not the kind of "young lady having a secret meeting in the back garden, or a young man in trouble"  A book that teaches bad people the best.

    "Our uncle is really thoughtful." Yang couldn't help but praise, "This is all suitable for my daughter's family to watch."

    ??Looking through it again, there is still a copybook.  Yang's great joy: "Do I really want you to pass the scholar examination?"

    Wen Hui ignored her teasing.  She picked up a book of poems and flipped through them. Some of them she could understand and some she couldn't.

    She rubbed the cover of the book and thought, he actually sent the book.

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    It¡¯s like the feeling of eating sweets secretly behind your mother¡¯s back when you were a child, hiding without being noticed, and the slightest hint of sweetness penetrates your heart.

    Wen Hui couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth, gold needles and silver threads were tumbling in the box, and she suddenly said: "Huh? Is there something down there?"

    The two girls took out all the books, put their arms in, and took out a box: "What is this?"

    They handed the box to Wen Hui.  Wen Hui opened the box under the curious gazes of three people with six eyes, and was immediately stunned - the orange light shining in the box turned out to be a pair of hairpins, a pair of hairpins, and a pair of cloves.

    "Tsk, tsk, tsk!" Yang reached out and picked up the small pair of hairpins, "It's really well hidden."

    That golden hairpin is small and small, just suitable for a girl.  Yang took it in his hand and weighed it. It was lighter than expected. It was probably hollow, but it was indeed bare.If her mother said such bad things, she would immediately return the contents of the box to the Lu family.

    Mrs. Wen did not say anything bad, but said, "Did Jiayan prepare it? He is determined." After speaking, she let out a long sigh.

    Wen Hui couldn¡¯t understand her mother¡¯s emotions. Did she feel good or bad?

    She didn¡¯t know that Lu Jiayan¡¯s considerate gesture helped Mrs. Wen finally make a decision.  She said to Huang's mother: "Go and send a message to the master, saying that I agree, and next March will be a good day."

    Mother Huang glanced at Wen Hui, opened the cotton curtain and went out.

    "Where is my dad?" Wen Hui asked, "What's March next year?"

    Mrs. Wen said: "The Lu family sent the red note asking for the date of appointment."

    Wen Hui said "Yeah", her face became hot, and she whispered: "Is this coming? Why is it so early?"

    Mrs. Wen looked at her daughter with mixed feelings.  Yesterday I was just a little meat dumpling, but today my cheeks are as fragrant as snow and my earrings are like lilacs?

    I will soon become someone else¡¯s family member.

    "Mother?" Wen Hui noticed something was wrong with her mother and felt a little uneasy.

    Mrs. Wen took a long breath and said, "I have just decided to agree to the Lu family, and the date is set for March next year."

    Wen Hui was surprised.  Even if the Lu family asked for a date now, she never thought it would be scheduled for next year.

    "This" she murmured, "It's too early. I haven't had my hair in March."

    Mrs. Wen's tears fell instantly.

    She has always been the domineering god of the family, and even Wen Baihu listens to her on many matters. As soon as she burst into tears, Wen Hui was shocked.

    ¡°She, this powerful mother, can actually cry?  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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