C6 Wedding Gift!

It's rare to see someone like Jiaojiao arriving with a large suitcase and plenty of dowry.

Some families, eager to keep up appearances, borrow everything for the wedding day—from the clothes they wear to the quilts, sheets, and even the suitcase. Some even borrow towels for washing up. During the day, everything looks lively and festive, but as soon as night falls, they rush to return the borrowed items under the cover of darkness.

Jiaojiao's dowry included more than just the big items. Pengcheng noticed that her suitcase held not only quilts, sheets, and clothes, but also a washbasin, a box of soap, two towels, a sewing kit, and two pieces of light blue fabric of unknown size.

Honestly, the Yuh family truly cherishes their daughter.

As for himself, Pengcheng looked around his own home with concern. Apart from the essentials, it was practically bare. His first wedding was organized by his family, but he handled the second one entirely on his own. Even the matchmakers were reluctant to help because he already had four kids.

The connection with the Yuh family happened because he genuinely needed a woman to come and ask in person. Not knowing much about the process, he visited several times without bringing anything. Especially today, seeing the contrast between what Jiaojiao brought and how he showed up empty-handed to marry their daughter, he felt even more inadequate.

After some thought, Pengcheng decided to check his family's finances. His eldest son, Zhibing, a little guy with a mischievous grin, grabbed his dad's hand and spat a piece of candy into it. "Dad, that woman gave me this candy. Do you think she put something in it to knock us out and sell us?"

Pengcheng's forehead throbbed with a vein, and he quickly shoved the candy back into his son's mouth. "Just eat it. You're not worth as much as that candy."

Zhibing instantly felt relieved. Even though he was only seven and not great at school, he was sharp enough to understand from his dad's words that the woman wasn't a threat. As long as she wasn't dangerous, that was fine with him. If she were, he'd be ready to fight her off.

"So, what's for dinner? I'm hungry. My little brother and sisters are hungry too." He rubbed his own stomach, and the younger kids' stomachs growled in agreement.

"Wait a bit for dinner," Pengcheng replied, unsure of what Jiaojiao was making, but confident there would be food. He took a hundred dollars from his four-hundred-dollar savings and hurried out. In the kitchen, Jiaojiao was busy making egg tea.

She wasn't the type to sacrifice her own comfort for others. She cracked three eggs directly into the pan, whisking them with a bit of salt and vinegar. It was a shame she didn't have sesame oil or scallions, which would have made it even better.

When Pengcheng walked in, she was serving the egg tea. There were four kids and two adults, so she filled two bowls to the brim and four halfway.

Each bowl had diced cornbread and a bit of pickled vegetables. Even without the sesame oil for extra flavor, it looked bright and appetizing.

"Hey, you're here. Come on, help me take the food to the dining room."

"Hold on a second." Pengcheng handed her a small cloth bundle. "Here, take this. Let's eat after you put it away."

"What's this?" Jiaojiao opened the bundle.

The moment she saw what was inside, her eyes widened.

It was a roll of cash.

Looked like a hundred bucks.

What was this about?

Jiaojiao looked at Pengcheng, puzzled.

"Uh," Pengcheng was visibly uncomfortable, looking everywhere but at Jiaojiao. "It's, uh, for the engagement."