After the Shen family left, the Yang Family returned to their house and immediately began discussing Yang PeiMin's wedding.
As the time they could count on one hand passed, Zhang Minghua's brows furrowed with worry. Recently, there had been a lot of expenses at home, and the money they saved up was almost depleted. It was nowhere near enough to prepare a decent dowry for her eldest daughter.
She didn't think like other families that a daughter was a financial loss, but for her, a woman without a dowry was like a woman without a face. If she had no dignity herself, how could she expect her in-laws to respect her?
While Yang Dahai and the children discussed the wedding date, Zhang Minghua was thinking about which family to borrow some money from to settle the dowry first.
Yang PeiMin watched Yang Dahai and asked, "Dad, aren't we supposed to date first? Isn't it enough to just fix the engagement? How did we get to the wedding so suddenly?"
