I will die early and cannon fodder. I will enjoy great blessings after marrying a sick man.

However, Song Manman would be truly happy if Fu Chuyan became her daughter-in-law.

After a while, Xu Erruo brought over an iron box, opened it without any hesitation, and took out the passbook inside.

"All our family's money is here. I was thinking about giving you 100,000 yuan each as a resettlement fee, and your father and I will take care of the rest in our old age."

Song Ming, who was drinking water nearby, spat out a mouthful of water, his brown pupils filled with shock.

"Mom, our family is so rich, we each get 100,000 yuan. Are you sure you said it right? It's 100,000 yuan per person, per person!"

Seeing Song Ming repeating the words "100,000 yuan per person" tirelessly, Xu Erruo glanced at him impatiently and said disdainfully: "Yes, 100,000 yuan per person, why are you so surprised."

Although Song Yi did not speak, his slightly trembling pupils also showed his inner unrest.

"Mom, if we each have 100,000 yuan, how much money will you and Dad have left for retirement? Take care of you and Dad first. We can earn it ourselves."

Xu Erruo placed the hand holding the passbook on his thigh, sighed deeply and said: "Oh, when you say that it reminds me that your uncles all married their wives on their own, but your generation...tsk." After saying that, Xu Erruo shook his head.

Back then, Chen Fengzhi did not prepare too many betrothal gifts for her daughters-in-law, most of them were bought by her brothers themselves.

So according to this, except for Song Geng, whose family helped to pay the betrothal gifts for Song Manman's brothers, the rest of them almost all paid their betrothal gifts themselves.

"Mom, don't look down on me. My pockets can't hold a lot of money!" After saying that, Song Ming patted his pockets as if showing off.

This is not an exaggeration. Even if you don't count the New Year's money given by the elders in the family, Song Ming's small treasury has a full 50,000 yuan.

Most of this money was earned by Song Ming by setting up stalls and doing business with his brothers.

"Ahem, let's not talk about anything else. A house in Kyoto now costs at least hundreds of thousands."

Hearing what his silly brother said, Song Yi next to him gritted his teeth and reminded him in a low voice.

Song Ming was slightly stunned, then he laughed dryly a few times, leaned close to Song Yi's ear and whispered: "I forgot about the house."

Seeing the two nephews whispering, Song Manman knocked on the empty space on the sofa next to them and said, "What are you two whispering about?"

"Brother said that a house in Kyoto would cost at least several hundred thousand."

After replying to Song Manman, Song Ming couldn't help but feel a little depressed, with a hint of sadness that he had never felt before.

He used to live at home and never thought about the house, but now that Song Yi pointed it out, he had to start thinking about this issue.

Song Yi also began to think about this problem.

A house is a must, otherwise Youwei will be homeless with him in the future. However, he has not yet figured out where to get the money to buy a house.

It was definitely unrealistic to ask his parents for money. He was already shocked that his mother could come up with 100,000 yuan. It was impossible to buy a house for each of the four of them, so they could only rely on themselves.

As for the building built by his uncle, they were not so shameless.

Their family has benefited a lot over the years. If they have to ask their uncle for help when buying a house, they will probably be ashamed.