Chapter 492 (1/2)

”Mom, how old is that rich man?”

”Not big, in his early 40s.”

”Ah! Mom, I'm only twenty years old. He's in his forties. I'm not my generation. How can I marry an old man? ”

”Silly girl, I'm only in my early 40s. How can I become an old man? Girl, although he is a little older than you, it doesn't matter. Forty is the time when a man is young and powerful. I also want to tell you that the rich man's original wife died, leaving no son and a half. You don't have to be a stepmother to marry him. ”

Zhang Guihua can't laugh or cry. She never thought that her mother would let her marry someone who could be a father.

”Mom, this rich man is too old. I don't want to marry him.”

”Girl, you can't be too selfish. You have to think about your brother. You are just a brother. Do you want him to be a bachelor? As you know, our family's conditions are not good. Up to now, we still live in a thatched cottage. Your father is too honest and has no skills. He can only plant a few acres of land. If your brother wants to marry his daughter-in-law, he has to build a house and prepare a betrothal gift. I've calculated that there is no 300000 yuan left. If you work outside, you can't earn much money. You have to get married to earn a bride price. Moreover, in the future, this rich man will often subsidize us. He is a cash cow. ”

”Mom, I really don't want to marry an old man. Otherwise, when my two sisters grow up, maybe they will meet richer people.”

A knife curled his mouth, said: ”daughter, your two sisters are not as beautiful as you, a big nose, a small eye, and, the body note is not as good as you, I have considered again and again, only you can earn a lot of money for our family betrothal gifts, your two sisters can marry out, not on them.”

It seems that a Dao has made up her mind to let Zhang Guihua marry a rich man in the city.

Zhang Guihua gritted her teeth and said, ”Mom, I really don't want to marry him.”

”Girl, do you want your mother to die? I tell you, if you don't want to marry a rich man, I'll die right away. You know my temper. I'll die if I say I'll. I won't play games. ”

A knife said, took out a pair of scissors from the sewing basket, facing his neck, asked: ”osmanthus, you answer a sentence: marry or not?”

Of course, Zhang Guihua knows her mother's temper. If she says no, the scissors will stick into her mother's throat.

”Mom, I'll marry. I can't marry yet.”

A knife laughed, put down the scissors, said: ”girl, in fact, I'm not only for your brother's sake, but also for you. You think, ah, if you marry a rich man, you can go to the city in the future and become a city dweller. Moreover, you can also drink spicy food. If you give a rich man a son and a half, depending on your age, that rich man's home will be very beautiful, Sooner or later, you will be the one who has the final say. ”

A Dao is right. If Zhang Guihua married a rich man, he would not worry about food and clothing for his whole life, and he would enjoy a happy life.

However, after working in the city for two years, Zhang Guihua has seen a lot of the world and learned that it takes emotional foundation to build a family. Arranged marriage in the countryside is a pit.

She doesn't want her love buried in this pit.

However, her mother forced her to step back.

”Mom, I can't promise to marry that rich man right away. I have to meet him and get to know each other.”

”Of course, you have to meet the rich man. To tell you the truth, I don't know if people will like you. I've heard from your aunt that the big money's demands are very high. Not only should the girl be young, but also beautiful, and she should be able to bear children. Qilibara has said more than ten standards. ”

Zhang Guihua thought: you can promise to come down for the time being. When you meet the rich man, try to make the rich man look down on you.

A knife that night and the county table aunt on the phone, about the next day to the county.