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Chapter 92 I'm waiting for someone

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

Feng Xi puffed up her chest and said, "Marrying is a lifelong matter, and you should consider it now."

Yan Xin took a look and thought: "It's really not that big."

Said: "In today's society, only men save money as gifts to marry a wife, where are the women who earn money to save dowry for themselves? You are not ugly, are you afraid that no one will marry you without a dowry?"

Feng Xi shook his head: "That's different. You can get married, 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 gets married, a man always whispers in his ear, I spent a lot of money on you to marry you. That's okay.

Dignified, wouldn’t you say?”

Yan Xin felt guilty and said vaguely: "That is indeed inappropriate. But under normal circumstances, if there is no quarrel, no man would say that, right?"

Feng Xi said: "How can we live at home without quarreling? It's very uncomfortable to have this handle in someone's hands, so I thought that if I get married in the future, I won't need any betrothal gifts. It would be more honorable to save some dowry myself."

"

"Yeah, you're right."

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

"Wrap this for me too."

"OK."

Feng Xi smiled happily, took the two woolen sweaters and started folding them. While folding, he asked:

"Why are you blushing suddenly?"

"I'm not blushing!" Yan Xin quickly denied.

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

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

Yan Xin took out his wallet and gave her four hundred yuan:

"Four hundred is four hundred. No need for discounts. It's not easy for you to set up a stall here in the cold weather. I'm your brother's friend. I can't take advantage of you."

Feng Xi thought for a moment, accepted the four hundred yuan, and said with a smile: "That's okay, it counts as you sponsoring my one hundred yuan dowry."

Yan Xin hummed.

Thinking that Feng Xi would marry someone else in the future, and he added a hundred yuan as a dowry, he suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

Although he didn't want to be with Feng Xi in this life, in any case, 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 two bags of clothes were placed on her stall. She took out her mobile phone and sent a message to Xiao Shiyu:

"I've arrived in our town, at the square. Where are you now?"

Xiao Shiyu: "I'm still waiting for the bus passing through your town. It said it won't arrive in about ten minutes."

This is the inconvenience caused by backward transportation.

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

It would take another ten minutes for Xiao Shiyu to get on the bus. It would take another twenty minutes to get from that town to here. In total, it would take more than half an hour to arrive.

Yan Xin decided to withdraw some money.

This time he brought several hundred yuan home. Now he has spent 400 yuan on clothes, and he will pay Xiao Shiyu 500 yuan later, so the money on hand is not enough.

Then the only option is to go to the post office to withdraw money.

I only brought home a few hundred yuan in cash because it was unsafe on the road and I was afraid someone would rob me if I brought too much.

Before coming back, he transferred more than a thousand yuan to his father's account.

When I came to town this time, I planned to take out more than a thousand yuan of money. When I went out, I brought my bankbook, his ID card and his father's ID card, and even my household registration book.

I brought them all.

Now I just have time to do that thing.

Thinking of this, he said to Feng Xi: "I'll 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?"

When she said this, Yan Xin noticed a bicycle placed on the roadside against the lamppost, and the backstage and the lamppost were locked together with chains.

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

"Yes, it only costs three yuan to take a bus," Feng Xi said. "It won't take long to ride a bicycle here by yourself. I can exercise, save money, and don't have to wait for a bus. How nice is that?"

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

The post office is at the other end of the square, less than a hundred meters away from them, so no need to ride a bicycle.

At this time, the Postal Bank had not yet been established, so it was called the Postal Savings Office. It was basically found in every town and town. Like rural credit cooperatives, it was the financial system with the widest coverage at that time. Although it did not have the name of a bank, it was no different from a bank.

, in many rural areas it plays a greater role than those banks.

When you get to the counter over there, take your bankbook and withdraw money.

There were several people in front of him who were withdrawing money, 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 on the bus!"

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

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

I stood there waiting, paying attention to the minibuses passing by.

Feng Xi saw him sizing up the passing cars and couldn't help but say:

"The bus to the village doesn't arrive until 11:30 at the earliest. It's still more than an hour away. It's useless to look at it now. It won'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 stall, there were several taxis parked and a dozen motorcyclists parked there.

Around the Chinese New Year, there are many people going home from work, and the minibus is obviously not enough, which brings them a large market. Although the weather is cold, there are still some waiting 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 it disappeared at this moment.

He asked again: "Girlfriend?"

Yan Xin neither admitted nor denied, but just said:

"My classmate from No. 2 Middle School is coming to my house today."

Feng Xi said nothing.

Yan Xin didn't feel it at first and just looked at the passing cars. After a few minutes without hearing Feng Xi's words, he realized that there had been silence between the two people for several minutes.

I couldn't help but turn my head to look at Feng Xi, only to find her squatting there, puffing her mouth and angrily looking at the clothes on the stall, as if she had a grudge against the clothes.

In a daze, it seemed like they were back in their previous life when they were husband and wife.

Sometimes Feng Xi behaves like this when he is angry.

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

Due to habit, Yan Xin almost asked, "Why are you angry?", but when the words came to his lips, he realized that it happened 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 was that of his classmate's sister, a person from the same village, and a businessman who sold him clothes.

Not his wife.

Thanks to the descendants of the Sui Dynasty and book friends for the 2022 mantissa 834 reward.

(End of chapter)