Chapter 1707 - 1709: Let Me Discuss Something With You
Upon hearing about getting a wife, Lele’s cheeks turned red, and he muttered something about still being young.
On the other hand, Yangyang widened his eyes and said to Yang Chuxia, "Mom, you’re already preparing the money for my wife, so can I discuss something with you?"
"What do you want to discuss with me?" Yang Chuxia looked at him suspiciously.
"Mom, the money for my wife is essentially mine, right?" Yangyang asked, counting on his fingers.
"Yes, you could say that." Yang Chuxia nodded, thinking about what this little rascal was up to.
"Since that’s the case, give me my money now. I’ll keep it myself, so when I grow up, I won’t have to ask you for the money to get a wife."
Yangyang stretched out his small hand, looking at Yang Chuxia, feeling overjoyed inside. He heard there was a lot of money for getting a wife, and if he got his hands on it, he would have the money to buy a soft sword. Haha.
Thinking about this, he even laughed out loud.
"Hey..." Yang Chuxia laughed too, knowing this child had a motive.
With a snort, she said, "You’re dreaming. Do you even know how much money that is to manage it yourself? If I gave you the money now and you spent it all, wouldn’t your mom still have to chip in when you can’t produce the money to get a wife in the future? Do you think your mom would just stand by and watch you not get married because you have no money? Obviously, I can’t. So, son, you can squash that idea."
"Sigh..." Upon hearing this, Yangyang let out a long sigh, "I knew it wouldn’t work."
"Mom," Lele, upon hearing, spun ideas around in his head. He thought, his brother’s idea wasn’t bad. If asking for all of it is impossible, then borrowing a part should work.
"What do you want to say now?" Seeing his eyes darting around, Yang Chuxia knew he had an idea, so she quickly said, "If you’re also eyeing that money, then don’t say it, don’t even think about it."
"Uh, alright, I’ll shut up." Lele raised both hands, but couldn’t help lamenting, "Sigh, Mom, if you let me finish, not only could I return you the bride price, but I could also return double."
Upon hearing this, Yang Chuxia knew he indeed had some cunning plan.
"No matter how tempting you make it sound, it’s useless. Mom won’t fall for it." Yang Chuxia waved her hand, "You kids stay here. I’m going to the kitchen to check."
Staring at her back, Lele tapped the chair leg with frustration several times.
"What’s up, are you short of money?" Ye Zi’an asked after seeing his expression.
"Short, short!" Yangyang answered before Lele even spoke, "Both my brother and I are short of money. I want to buy a soft sword, but I don’t have the money."
Lele just gave him a frustrated look and said, "Dad, aren’t you asking the obvious? Besides, even if you ask, it’s pointless, you don’t have money to give me."
"Don’t underestimate people." Ye Zi’an flicked Lele’s little forehead, "Tell me, how much do you need?"
"Are you serious?" Lele asked incredulously.
"Of course!" Ye Zi’an nodded.
"One thousand taels." Lele held out a little finger.
"That much?" Ye Zi’an furrowed his brow, "What do you need it for?" It’s not that he didn’t have a thousand taels; a while ago, he went to the Glass Pavilion, intending to have them make a set of jewelry. The manager there took a liking to his new painting and not only didn’t charge him the cost for the jewelry but also gave him two thousand taels instead.