The Cao Dali who bought hairbands for her, the Cao Dali who picked countless wild fruits for her, the Cao Dali who gave her lipsticks, seemed to disappear all at once.
"Da Li, Da Li, if we can’t raise the money, I’ll be sold off, I really will be sold off, Da Li..." Li Cuixia grabbed Cao Dali’s hand tightly, pleading desperately.
She was a girl, and moreover, a girl who wasn’t favored at home.
Her father would definitely sell her off for the sake of her elder brother.
She didn’t dare to think about what would happen to her if she were sold.
Cao Dali couldn’t possibly be unaffected, they had been together for several months.
"Cuixia, I can’t come up with that much money," Cao Dali genuinely couldn’t produce that amount.
Three turns and a sound now also required tickets, and even if one had money, tickets weren’t easy to obtain.
Seeing that Cao Dali seemed to be softening, Li Cuixia immediately said, "You can borrow it."
This remark directly made Fang Chaoyang laugh.
"Then why doesn’t your family borrow? For the sake of marrying you, Da Li would have to endure a decade of famine. What makes you think you’re entitled to that?"
Fang Chaoyang looked at Li Cuixia with a face full of mockery, "Then why doesn’t your family borrow money? Now more than ever, wanting to sell your daughter, I’m sorry, but you can’t afford that price."
Hearing these sarcastic words, Li Cuixia’s face turned somewhat pale; perhaps she also knew that her idea was somewhat absurd.
But she thought of the feelings Cao Dali had for her, and besides, he had made some money on this trip out, and he had a few good brothers, maybe they could help out.
Once she married him, she would definitely treat him well and manage the house well.
But she was overestimating herself.
Cao Dali suddenly looked towards Fang Chaoyang, shocked that this brother would speak .
He indeed couldn’t come up with so much cash and tickets.
But they had spent such a long time together, feelings had developed, and Cao Dali was finding it hard to let go.
However, her family was demanding too much for the dowry, and his family truly couldn’t come up with it.
His mother was nagging at home, which was why he had stepped out to catch a breath.
"If you still want to marry my brother, the dowry shall remain the same as before. If you don’t want to marry my brother, then let’s cut ties here and it will have nothing to do with marrying."
Her family needed the money to save her older brother.
Her father wouldn’t consider reverting to the previous dowry.
"Da Li, Brother Da Li, consider it a loan from me, okay? I will pay you back in the future."
Li Cuixia didn’t want to give up just like that; her father would probably sell her off.
"I can’t borrow the money," Cao Dali said as he ran a hand through his hair, looking at Li Cuixia, feeling somewhat shattered.
"Let’s go, we can’t help you," Fang Chaoyang said as he hurried Cao Dali away, ensuring that Da Li wouldn’t soften his heart.
It wasn’t a matter of one or two hundred, but rather thousands.
This time, Third Brother had invested the most, and even he had only earned a little over a thousand.
Behind them came the sound of Li Cuixia’s crying; Cao Dali’s lips quivered a few times, but he still followed Fang Chaoyang and left.
"Da Li, you must not go soft; it’s not a small amount of money, but a large sum," Fang Chaoyang said.
They had made money, but they also didn’t dare to spend it recklessly.
They were no longer young; they all needed to save their money to build houses and marry wives.
"I also don’t have that much money," Cao Dali truly didn’t have that much. Only Third Brother’s family had that kind of money, but that was Third Brother’s. Third Brother had taken them to earn money, even earning so much, and he got injured in the process.
"Come on, let’s sit at my house for a while, and then go to Third Brother’s."