"Dummy," Zhou He muttered as she tightly gripped his hand. Under the dim light, Xu Nianji's face appeared somewhat blurred, making it difficult for her to see clearly. She tilted her head upward and said, "I have no dowry, and my father took most of those two hundred dollars of betrothal money. Except for this bedding set, some clothes, and a few small items, I have nothing left. Will you despise me?"
"No," Xu Nianji answered without hesitation. He said, "Xiaohe, I will definitely treat you well in the future. Although we are poor now, I will work hard to make money so that you can eat well and dress warmly."
"Okay."
Zhou He sweetly said in her heart, "I will also be good to your parents, and to your younger brother and sister."
"Xiaohe, you look so beautiful today."
Xu Nianji's face gradually enlarged in front of Zhou He's eyes.
...
Having been tired all day, Xu Nianhua lay on the bed, feeling each cell in her body relax and enjoy the comfort.