Zhu Liang was nearby and glanced at Brother Jiu, feeling quite touched in his heart.

Or maybe this is the benefit of marrying the ninth elder brother.

Brother Ninth cherishes his sister more than anyone else.

If it were my cousin's side, no matter how much my aunt loved her sister, she would still put the heirs of the prince's family first.

When the time comes when my sister doesn’t give birth, someone else will naturally give birth to her.

The backyard of Ninth Brother's house is rare and clean. There is only one Gege, who is still an old man before his wedding.

Brother Jiu brought up the business and said, "I asked people to choose auspiciousness in Qintian Prison before. April 30th is a good day for Yinacai. I just don't know how my mother-in-law plans to prepare the betrothal gift?"

Jueluo had prepared a betrothal gift as early as last year, but he was afraid of using it and did not plan to use it. After getting the news this year, he started to buy a new one and already made another one.

She said: "Fusong means that there is no need to follow the crowd. The emperor is frugal, and we should not be extravagant. Besides, the Zhang family comes from a scholarly family. When the time comes, the betrothal gift will be heavy, and the dowry will also be difficult. So the betrothal gift will be a medium one, twenty

Four loads, eight boxes of jewelry, eight loads of clothing materials, four loads of literature and toys, four loads of pastries..."

When the Zhang family prepares the dowry later, forty-eight is enough, or fifty-four is fine.

Brother Jiu nodded and said: "That's fine, there's no need to embarrass others, just benefit from it..."

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