Rebirth: My Dear Little Wife Is So Scheming

Chapter 474: Chapter 474 Savings Passbook Chapter 474: Chapter 474 Savings Passbook “Dad, let’s go shopping for some things. After all, it’s a wedding, and it only happens once in a lifetime. I have to buy something for Bai Xiao as a token of my love.” He didn’t want to skimp on his woman.

An Cheng had a sudden realization, glanced at Wei Shufen, who quickly took out a savings book from her pocket.

“Ayuan! Bai Xiao, this is a little something from your dad and me. We hope you’ll have a happy life.”

She handed it to Bai Xiao.

Bai Xiao glanced at An Zhiyuan.

An Zhiyuan smiled and said, “Go ahead and take it. Since it’s Mom and Dad’s gesture, it would be impolite to refuse.”

Bai Xiao accepted it graciously, “Thank you, Mom and Dad.”

There was no way she wasn’t taking it.

An Cheng nodded, “Let’s set the date in the next couple of days. I have another meeting to get to today, so I’ll take my leave first; you guys take your time and discuss with your aunt.” He wasn’t yet of retirement age, and he had only been late today because of his son.

Wei Shufen hurried to see An Cheng out, wrapping a scarf around him and attentively buttoning his jacket, the model of gentleness and virtue.

An Zhiyuan pulled Bai Xiao aside, “Mom and Dad, we’ll head up now.”

He didn’t want to see his old man handing out public displays of affection.

Once back in their room, Bai Xiao handed the savings book to An Zhiyuan.

“What’s this for? This is a gesture from my dad for you—why give it to me? Besides, you’re going to be in charge of our household finances, honey. Whether we eat bran or vegetables will be up to you!” An Zhiyuan pushed it back without even looking at it and instead opened his drawer, pulling out two more savings books of different colors and handing them to her.

“What are these?”

Bai Xiao was genuinely excited, feeling warm inside knowing that her man was entrusting his money to her. It signified a man’s willingness to open up entirely to you.

This was an immense trust.

“My salary. One is a five-year fixed deposit, and the other is the inheritance my mom left behind. My two brothers and I each got a share. When we came of age, Dad had us manage it ourselves. The other book is the remainder of the salaries I’ve earned over the years. I’ve spent some on myself, smoking and drinking with comrades, and the rest I’ve saved up here. From now on, it’s all in your hands.”

Bai Xiao opened it and was taken aback.

The inheritance left to An Zhiyuan by his mom actually amounted to thirty thousand yuan!

That was a lot.

It was even more impressive considering it was divided among the brothers when An Zhiyuan was a child, an amount worth envying.

“This much?”

An Zhiyuan’s own salary was substantial too! It seemed he hadn’t spent much of his allowances over the years. No wonder he had slipped her that five hundred yuan back then. There was also five thousand yuan in there.

“Not much, what’s mine is yours.” An Zhiyuan smiled and moved aside to read the newspaper, feeling particularly content watching his wife pore over the savings books like a little money-grubber, even though he knew that if Bai Xiao had wanted material things, plenty of people would have been keen to offer them to her.

A doctor like Bai wasn’t short on money, after all.

But seeing his wife holding his savings books made him feel comfortable and proud!

Bai Xiao flipped through the savings book Wei Shufen gave them.

Okay, Wei Shufen had really been generous; there was exactly five hundred yuan in it.

It seemed that Wei Shufen must have known about An Zhiyuan’s inheritance, and she had arranged their dowry according to standard practice, not planning to give a penny more. Had they stopped even pretending here?

That wasn’t like her.

Wei Shufen wasn’t that sort of person.

“Stop looking. That savings book has five hundred yuan, right?” An Zhiyuan had already noticed Bai Xiao’s distraction.

“How did you know?”

Bai Xiao sat next to An Zhiyuan, leaning into his embrace as she held the savings book for them to look at together.

“My dad said that he treats all his sons the same when they get married—five hundred each, no more, no less.” An Zhiyuan said, stroking her long hair, now tied back in a ponytail, which looked very attractive.

“Your dad is certainly something!” Bai Xiao laughed. He hadn’t considered the age of his sons or the cost of living; treating them all equally sure was interesting.

“Yeah! By the time it came to the youngest, he was in tears.”

An Zhiyuan set the savings books aside and gripped her hand tightly, “Xiaoxiao, trust me, we can live a very happy life. Whatever you need, I’m capable of providing for you. We won’t lack anything compared to anyone else.”

“Mm. Let’s hurry out; I want to go shopping!” Bai Xiao pulled him up with a jump.

She wanted to buy gifts to take home.