Rebirth, Starting from 2005

Hearing Feng Xi said that he wanted to earn a dowry for himself, Yan Xin couldn't help laughing: "How old are you? You're only thinking about getting married."

Feng Xi puffed up her chest and said, "Marriage is a lifetime thing, and it should be considered now."

Yan Xin glanced at it and thought, "It's really not that big."

Said: "In today's society, only men save dowry money to marry their daughters-in-law. Where are women earning money to save dowry for themselves? You don't look ugly. Are you afraid that no one will marry you without dowry?"

Feng Xi shook her head: "That's different. You can get married if you marry, but if you marry without dignity, you won't be happy."

After saying this, he paused again, glanced at Yan Xin, and said: "For example, after a woman marries, the man always whispers in his ear, how much dowry I spent to marry you, that's not bad. Dignified, don't you think?"

Yan Xin felt a little guilty, and said calmly, "That's really inappropriate. But under normal circumstances, if there is no quarrel, no man would say that, right?"

Feng Xidao: "Living at home, how can there be people who don't quarrel? It's very uncomfortable to have this in someone's hands, so I thought, if I get married in the future, the bride price is not necessary, and it would be more face-saving to save some dowry myself. "

"Yeah, you're right."

Yan Xin didn't want to talk about this topic with her again, so she chose two thicker woolen sweaters:

"This, you wrap it up for me too."

"OK."

Feng Xi smiled happily, took the two sweaters and started to fold them, and asked while folding:

"Why are you blushing all of a sudden?"

"I didn't blush!" Yan Xin quickly denied.

Feng Xi said again, put the folded two sweaters into another plastic bag, and handed it to Yan Xin:

"It's four hundred yuan in total, but you saved my brother, so I'll give you a discount, it's only three hundred yuan."

Yan Xin took out her wallet and gave her 400 yuan:

"Four hundred is four hundred, no discount, it's not easy for you to set up a stall here in cold weather, I'm your brother's friend, I can't take advantage of you."

Feng Xi thought for a while, accepted the four hundred yuan, and said with a smile: "That's fine, it's considered that you have sponsored my one hundred yuan dowry."

Yan Xin hummed.

Thinking of Feng Xi going to marry someone else in the future, and adding a dowry of 100 yuan to it, he suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

Although he didn't want to be with Feng Xi in this life, no matter what, he had been a couple for several years in his previous life, so it was not so easy for him to accept Feng Xi marrying someone else.

The money was given to Feng Xi, and the two bags of clothes were placed on her booth. She took out her mobile phone and sent Xiao Shiyu a message:

"I've come to our town, in the square, where are you now?"

Xiao Shiyu: "I'm still waiting for the bus passing by your town, and it's said that it will arrive in about ten minutes."

This is the inconvenience caused by backward traffic.

Yan Xin had no choice but to comfort her: "Ten minutes will pass soon."

It will take another ten minutes for Xiao Shiyu to get on the bus, and it will take another 20 minutes to get here from that town, and it will take more than half an hour to arrive here.

Yan Xin decided to withdraw some money.

This time he brought home a few hundred dollars, and now he spent four hundred dollars on the clothes, and he will pay Xiao Shiyu five hundred dollars later, the money in his hand is not enough.

Then just go to the post office to get money.

I only brought home a few hundred dollars in cash, because the road was not safe, and I was afraid of being snatched if I brought too much.

Before he came back, he transferred more than 1,000 yuan to his father's account.

This time when I came to the town, I planned to take out the more than 1,000 yuan of money by the way. When I went out, I brought my passbook, his ID card and his father's ID card, and even the household registration book. Bring them all.

Now is just the time to do that.

Thinking of this, he said to Feng Xi: "Put my clothes here with you first, I'll go do some errands, and I'll be back later."

Feng Xi hummed, and asked again: "Is the place far away? Do you want to ride my bicycle?"

After she said this, Yan Xin noticed that there was a bicycle on the side of the road next to the lamppost, and the backstage and the lamppost were locked together with an iron chain.

"Did you come here by bicycle?" Yan Xin asked curiously.

"That's right, it costs three yuan to take a car," Feng Xi said, "It won't take long to come here by yourself, exercise your body, save money, and don't have to wait for the car, how good is it?"

"Isn't this too economical?" Yan Xin sighed, and then said, "I'll go to the post office instead of riding a bicycle."

The post office is on the other side of the square, less than a hundred meters away from their place, no need to step on a bicycle.

At this time, the Postal Bank had not yet been established. It was called the Postal Savings Office. Basically every township had one. Like the Rural Credit Cooperatives, it was the financial system with the widest coverage at that time. Although it was not named a bank, it was no different from a bank. , in many villages, it plays a bigger role than those banks.

Go to the counter over there and take the passbook to withdraw money.

There were a few cash withdrawals in front of him, and it took more than ten minutes before it was his turn.

While waiting, Yan Xin also received a message from Xiao Shiyu: "I finally got in the car!"

After withdrawing the money, Yan Xin returned to Feng Xi's clothing stall, and sent Xiao Shiyu a message:

"I'm in front of a clothing stand on the west side of our town square."

Standing there waiting, while also paying attention to the passing minibuses.

Seeing him sizing up the passing cars, Feng Xi couldn't help but say:

"The car to the village won't get off until 11:30 at the earliest, and there's still more than an hour left. It's useless for you to see it now. You don't come that early. If you want to go back early, you might as well take a motorcycle or call a taxi."

Not far from her booth, there were several taxis parked, and a dozen or so motorcycle drivers.

Around the Chinese New Year, there were a lot of people returning home from work, and it was obviously not enough to rely on a minibus, which brought them a big market. Although the weather was cold, there were still some waiting here to pick up passengers.

"No, I'm waiting for someone." Yan Xin said casually.

Feng Xi rolled his eyes and asked tentatively:

"female?"

Yan Xin nodded.

There was a smile on Feng Xi's face, but the smile disappeared at this moment.

Asked again: "Girlfriend?"

Yan Xin neither admitted nor denied it, but just said:

"A classmate from No. 2 Middle School, she is coming to my house as a guest today."

Feng Xi didn't speak.

Yan Xin didn't feel it at first, he just looked at the passing cars, and after a few minutes he didn't hear Feng Xi's words, only then did he realize that the two of them had been silent for a few minutes.

I couldn't help turning my head to look at Feng Xi's face, only to find that she was squatting there, looking at the clothes on the booth with her mouth puffed out, as if she had a grudge against the clothes.

Suddenly, it seemed that they had returned to the time when they were husband and wife in the previous life.

Sometimes when Feng Xi gets angry, she will be like this.

When asked why she was angry, the answer was: "I'm not angry, how dare I be angry!"

As a result of habit, Yan Xin almost asked "Why are you angry", and realized that it was something in his previous life.

They were husband and wife in their previous life.

Not in this life.

Now Feng Xi's identity in front of him is his classmate's sister, a villager, and a businessman who sells clothes to him.

Not his wife.