Shocking! My Rugged Husband is the Hidden Tycoon in the 70s Novel-Chapter 117: Three Major Items and One Loud Sound, Lavish Betrothal Gifts

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Chapter 117: Chapter 117: Three Major Items and One Loud Sound, Lavish Betrothal Gifts

Xu Qinghuan received the marriage certificate issued with the help of the team office. Watching people move the Three Turns and One Ring [luxury items] inside, she felt an unfamiliar, sweet happiness welling up in her heart, her eyes becoming moist.

What a simple happiness!

"Oh, why is Jiang Xiaowu here today too? Is this his day to show up?"

"Why can’t he come? It’s the new society now, and such things are fashionable. There’s nothing wrong with coming to see his fiancée!"

Outside, the villagers who came to watch the excitement teased Jiang Xingye, who, known for his usual bad temper, was smiling so widely today that it seemed his smile reached the back of his head.

Inside, Zhou Guizhi held Xu Qinghuan’s hand, growing more satisfied the more she looked. "We’ll first arrange your engagement. What date do you think would be good? Later, when you come of age, we can pick a date to hold the wedding. Does that sound good to you?"

Xu Qinghuan nodded, her face flushed with embarrassment.

"Then we’ll set the engagement for three days from now. Originally, his uncle and I thought of scheduling it after the autumn harvest, which would be three months later, but Xiaowu wouldn’t have it. The child, whom I’ve watched grow up, has always been especially calm. This is the first time I’ve seen him so anxious."

Xu Qinghuan couldn’t help but laugh, "Auntie, you and uncle can decide this."

"That’s good, that’s good!"

Zhou Guizhi could tell that this girl was different from those educated youths before her who didn’t want to work, dangling the young men in the village, wanting to take advantage but not really willing to marry into the countryside.

Xu Qinghuan genuinely wants to build a life with Jiang Xingye. Although she’s not someone who can do much work—earning four work points a day, with more than half being Jiang Xingye’s help—that’s for the future to handle. If it really doesn’t work out, they have many family members and can lend more support.

The young couple can slowly start building their life together first.

"Here’s the betrothal money, take it!" Zhou Guizhi handed a thick stack of money to Xu Qinghuan in front of everyone. The heavier the betrothal money, the more the groom’s family values the girl.

Five hundred!

The villagers who ran over to watch the excitement were stunned. Besides the Three Turns and One Ring, there was five hundred in betrothal money—those with daughters in their households would be lying if they said they weren’t envious right now.

If they had known the betrothal money was so generous, who would care about idlers or not, they would have agreed to the marriage eagerly.

Xu Qinghuan accepted it and glanced at Jiang Xingye, whose eyes were shining bright, lips curling up in a smile that couldn’t be repressed.

With the proposal completed, Zhou Guizhi led the way out, but Jiang Xingye stayed behind, causing the villagers to laugh loudly, adding to the commotion.

Zhou Guizhi jokingly scolded a few of the rowdiest ones, and before leaving, she closed the door for the couple but warned, "Just say a few words and come out!"

Jiang Xingye handed Xu Qinghuan a pair of green jade bracelets, "These are from Grandma, for you to keep."

Xu Qinghuan looked at the flawless green bracelets, the finest imperial jade—an auction-worthy caliber in later generations. "Please thank Grandma and Grandpa for me, I love them."

They can’t be worn now, but in a few years, they can see the light of day.

Jiang Xingye said, "Keep them for now, and in the future... make sure to hide them well."

"I know, you should go out now!" Xu Qinghuan opened the door and pushed him out, feeling rare shyness because the people outside hadn’t left and were loudly speculating what the two were doing inside.

Jiang Xingye, both embarrassed and angry, glared fiercely at the crowd when he came out, but everyone just laughed it off, with no one appearing to be afraid of him today.

The Jiang family set the engagement date for three days later, on August 4th, and after the engagement feast, the Shangjiang Team would start the harvest scramble.

Jiang Xingye was sent by his uncle to the city to bring people over.

Meanwhile, over in Yan City, Song Wanlin had the family maid buy two cans of malt extract, three pounds of sugar, two sets of imitation military uniforms, and four sets of Bulaji, and then asked Lu Ranglian to book a sleeper ticket to Anguang City, preparing to visit the daughter she hadn’t seen in fourteen years.

With a sewing machine at home, Yu Xiaomin excitedly started by patching up two jackets, both with patch upon patch, preparing to wear them for the autumn harvest.

She had previously learned to make clothes from an old tailor and was quite skilled with the sewing machine, filled with enthusiasm.

Xu Qinghuan simply drew two clothing designs, one being a modified A-line dress from later generations, with half-long sleeves, a bateau neckline, and a cinched waist for an above-the-knee length. It would look great made from black Dacron fabric.

The other being a long-sleeve shirt with a stand collar, slightly loose, paired with black straight-leg pants with a slight slit at the bottom of the trousers, exuding a refined and intellectual elegance on paper.

"Ah, ah, ah, I want this outfit. Xiaomin, make it for me first. I have fabric. Hurry, hurry, I want to wear it tomorrow." Qiao Xinyu saw it and loved it immensely.

Yu Xiaomin, who enjoyed making clothes, especially loved trying new styles and felt very satisfied seeing her creations worn.

Jiang Xingmei, Jiang Xingye’s cousin, had come with the betrothal gifts and didn’t return. Seeing Xu Qinghuan sketch such beautiful clothes with a few strokes, she couldn’t help but wonder how this girl’s mind worked.

Such a capable mind, yet how did she end up being smitten with her cousin?

Xu Qinghuan glanced at Jiang Xingmei several times, then used her as the model blueprint, designing an outfit for her as well—a stand-collar shirt with small ruffles, in white, with mildly gathered shoulders for a playful and cute look.

The bottom consisted of a fitted long skirt, exuding an overall vivacious yet graceful effect.

Though Xu Qinghuan didn’t elaborate much on the model, her divine skill with expressions made it unmistakably recognizable as Jiang Xingmei.

Jiang Xingmei was in complete awe of this future sister-in-law who was even younger than her. She exclaimed, "This is me, but is it really me?"

These clothes were so pretty. The problem was, she didn’t have any fabric! It was simply agonizing.

"I’ll gift you this set of clothes. I have the fabric." Xu Qinghuan thought of reciprocating the Jiang family’s generous betrothal gifts and wanted to give them a little something in return, whether or not it was of value, but to express her good intentions.

"How could that be, no, no!" Although Jiang Xingmei liked it, she knew better. In those days, fabric for clothes was precious and scarce.

"Originally, we should have sent my Fifth Brother to take you to the city to buy clothes, but the clothes in the city wouldn’t look as good as what you sketched. So we might as well just get some fabric and make them."

Xu Qinghuan really liked Jiang Xingmei’s straightforward nature. In the book, her marriage was very unhappy.

The four girls were busy making clothes at home. Xu Qinghuan had bought a lot of fabric in Shen City, initially planning to make bed sheets and quilt covers but later just opted to buy them. Apart from making winter clothes, there was enough material left for one or two outfits.

Khaki fabric was used to make the fitted skirt, and white plain fabric was used for the shirt, just perfect.

Qiao Xinyu brought plenty of fabric over, and Yu Xiaomin helped her make two more outfits.

Yu Xiaomin’s craftsmanship was truly impressive. She took measurements for both and quickly and nimbly cut and made a dress for Qiao Xinyu. As soon as she tried it on, the girls exclaimed in surprise.

"She’s become a completely different person!" Yu Xiaomin was utterly surprised.

"Clothes make the man, Buddha needs gold makeup. This dress is really too beautiful." Jiang Xingmei’s eyes were filled with astonishment too.

Unfortunately, without a full-length mirror, Qiao Xinyu couldn’t see her entire appearance, but she felt quite good about herself, itching with excitement inside.

"Huanhuan, I think if we made these clothes and sold them, we’d definitely earn money." Qiao Xinyu was quite tempted. The last time she called her dad, she mentioned wanting to start a factory here.

She said doing farm work was too tiring, and if the factory could be set up, she could find an excuse to return to Shen City for business trips, to which her dad readily agreed, even asking for a list of fabrics needed in the letter, promising to think of ways.

However, the premise was, it had to be done in the name of the production team, otherwise, it would be considered as engaging in speculation.

"I’ve also ordered a sewing machine, giving us two in total. Maybe we can see if the production team has any more sewing machines. We could gather them first and rent them to the production team, forming a garment factory in its name. What do you think?"

Jiang Xingmei fantasized about the production team starting up a clothing factory. That way, she wouldn’t have to be pitied by her cousin from next door every now and then.