When Song Chenglin heard his eldest brother say this, she immediately replied happily: "Okay, I know that Xiaoyi feels most heartbroken by his only sister. Parents, you must have a lot to say with Xiaoyi, right? I'll go out first." She achieved her goal, afraid that her parents would say more, so she quickly left. After saying that, she left the house without waiting for Qiao Zhilan to speak.

"Xiaoyi, mom doesn't want your money, so she asked you to save it to marry a wife. On your sister's side, we have prepared a dowry, and that sewing machine is really unnecessary."

"Mom, just like what my second sister said, she is my only sister. When my sister gets married, it is also worth it for me to be my younger brother to send a sewing machine."

Qiao Zhilan looked at Song Guoqiang with a complicated expression. Song Guoqiang didn't say anything in the end, but his face was still bad.

Qiao Zhilan thought about it and said, "Linzi's marriage is probably going to be ahead of schedule."

"Hasn't you asked someone to calculate it? The sixth day of the sixth month."

"This child is ignorant. If he doesn't get married, he will show his pregnancy." Qiao Zhilan said helplessly.

When Song Guoqiang heard this, "What? You meant that she and Wang Xunda had already..."

Qiao Zhilan quickly grabbed him: "Guoqiang, things have become like this, and it's useless to be angry. Let them get married early. Let's talk about the others later."

"Oh, my family is unfortunate!"

Song Chengyi probably understood what was going on, and this second sister was really good. At the same time, she thought to herself that such a thing must not happen to his Ningning, and he would never want her to be wronged.

He took out a stack of money from his clothes: "Mom, here is one thousand dollars. You can take it first, buy a sewing machine for your sister, and keep the rest for household use."

"No, no, Xiaoyi, mom said, your money is for you to marry a wife. If you have money at home, you don't need yours."

"Mom, listen to me. I have been in the army for many years and basically have no money, so I have all the money. I have it myself. Otherwise, apart from the money I bought a sewing machine for my sister, you can save the rest for me first. Wan Ning will deduct the expenses at home in the future."

Qiao Zhilan was still hesitating, and Song Guoqiang spoke: "Zhilan, take it."

The Song family is his head, and the family's expenses are quite large. Although he is reluctant to ask for money for the children, he can't stand the money stumping the hero. His daughter-in-law and daughter are pregnant, and her daughter is about to get married. Sometimes the money in her hands is really unchanged.

After hearing what her husband said, Qiao Zhilan finally took the money away.

Wanning and Aunt Lu washed the dishes together and cleaned the kitchen. When they saw the soaked sweet potato flour, they thought that Zou Xiaorong hadn't eaten. They used to hear that pregnant women like sour and spicy food, so they made a bowl of sour and sour and sour and sour and sour and sour and sour and sour and sour and sour and sour and sour and sour and sour and sour and sour and sour and sour and sour and cool noodles for Aunt Lu to take them to her for food.

Zou Xiaorong was very hungry, but she had no appetite. When she smelled the sour smell, she even finished the soup on the spot. Song Chengkong's face also relaxed a lot: "Aunt Lu was still considerate, otherwise my wife and son would have to starve."

Aunt Lu smiled and said, "This is not what I think. It was made by Sister Ning. She saw that Xiaorong didn't eat anything at noon. She wrote on the paper that pregnant women should like to eat sour things. After making this hot and sour noodles, I asked me to try it."

"Aunt Lu, do you think this hot and sour noodles were made for Xiaorong by night lemon?" Song Chengkong asked.
Chapter completed!