Chapter 416

"Mage..." Mahata said the word in Vaishya. You know, Mahata, who was born in the Brahmin clan, had a period of secondary school when he was a child. At that time, he spoke to the family records The legend of the mage is very obsessive...If his father hadn't read it strictly, he would have been wandering around, looking for a master with great abilities.

However, after growing up, Mahata, after receiving high-level elite education, really sneered at his childhood dreams. After experiencing scientific brainwashing, he became a firm scientist...

But today, Zhou Ye once again taught him a lesson—Masters are real, not imaginary illusions...Of course, the masters mentioned here are not the masters in the West, but the Assan religion. Honorific name for those with great ability.

Mahata pulled up a smaller gold bar with great effort, and muttered the word mage in his mouth... After testing that these gold bars were real, and not some magic tricks like blindfolds, the obsession in his heart Germinated again.

You know, as the top Brahman clan of the caste system, the book collection in their home is very rich...After all, they were the small group of people who were in charge of the state's ritual rights and enjoyed national worship.

"It's not a mage, but a secret mage..." Zhou Ye had already learned the Vaisha language for all, so how could he not understand Mahata's mutter?

"You are really a mage..." Zhou Ye spit out the Vaisha language, which made Mahata more affirmed his own thoughts. Vaishya language is a language only used in ancient books and classics. This language is not Brahman. I can’t learn it, and even the current Brahmins, few can fully learn the Vaishya language...

"It's all said to be a secret mage, not a mage..." Zhou Ye said silently.

"It is the glory of our whole family that Nisha can get your favor..." At this time, Mahata has completely changed her appearance. Although he believes in science, the education he received from childhood has made him a firm believer. Of course, now, he is a firm believer of Zhou Ye.

You know, in ancient books and legends, of course, those mages can also be called mighty ones. They all have the ability to destroy the heavens and the earth... After all, the fairy tales can blow as much as they can... They are The messenger of Lord Shiva walking in the world is the executor of Brahma's will... Their status is inherently higher than that of Brahman.

Brahman is just a waiter who serves God. A waiter and a messenger, although the pronunciation is the same, but the meaning is completely two meanings... Whoever is higher and who is lower, naturally everyone knows...

"Forget it, whatever you think..." Zhou Ye was speechless, and faced this guy who had been brainwashed by religion since he was a child, he could only give in.

Mahata has taken Zhou Ye's speechlessness as a default, this method of conjugating more than a ton of gold out of thin air...Who else besides the legendary mighty one?By those magicians?Stop it, the house is his house...The site is his site, and he can be very confident that the ground of his home has never undergone any transformation...

Besides, you put more than a ton of things on yourself to try?Not to mention the sudden change, it would be good if you can guarantee that you will not be crushed to death...To sum up, Mahata is so sure that Zhou Ye is definitely the powerful person described in the ancient books.

At this time, Mahata is no longer entangled in the question of how much dowry is. Do you talk to a powerful person about your daughter's dowry?Are you stupid?Do people care about this little money in the ordinary?

So we can only pray Zhou Ye Ma Hata look at their own daughter still lovely sake, do not be too hard on her ...... even said Zhou Ye front of him beat his daughter, he did not dare to stop it ...... Of course, it's just a description. How could Zhou Ye be willing to beat his own woman?It's not those silly X San.

Chapter Five Hundred and Sixty Five

While Mahata and Zhou Ye were talking about her daughter's dowry downstairs, the conversation between the mother and daughter upstairs continued.

"Baby, tell me how you met this boy..." Mahata's wife asked softly, stroking her daughter's hair.

"Just... I met... on the road..." Nisha buried her little head in her quilt. She could say that she met the villain Zhou Ye on the way home, and then she didn't know. If it is not in vain, he will give it to him...

"How long have you... how long have you known each other?" Nisha's somewhat vague words made Mahata's wife think that her daughter had known Zhou Ye a long time ago... After all, in her cognition, let My well-behaved daughter is so dedicated, and the two have known each other for a long time.

"Also...it didn't take long..." Nisha's answer became even more vague...How dare she tell her mother that she had been defeated by the bad guy in less than five minutes?Although she feels a little strange when she thinks of it now, Nisha has no regrets...

"You... you already gave him...?" Mahata's wife took a deep breath and asked this sentence. Although she had already guessed in her heart, how much she still hugged With a glimmer of hope that my daughter is really just the cause of the injury...

"Hmm..." Nisha's head was buried deeper...

Mahata's wife looked at her daughter's shy and shy appearance, and her last hope was shattered, but she was not disappointed. After all, she didn't have much hope at the beginning."Then do you know him? Do you know who he is? What does his family do? His parents are still there..."

This series of questions almost made Nisha dizzy. Speaking of it, she only knew that her man was Zhou Ye, a Chinese descent... Although it was strange to say that the Chinese descent with blond hair and golden pupils was a bit strange, but her own man was so persistent, she also I can only believe it... As for what Zhou Ye does at home, whether his parents are or not, she doesn't know...

Looking at the daughter who was there, Mahata's wife couldn't help but pull her heart... She opened the quilt that her daughter was covering her face, and looked at her daughter's sluggish appearance, and she suddenly felt sad.I am afraid that my daughter has been deceived, so how can her daughter remarry in the future... Thinking of this, she couldn't help but hide her face and cry...

You know, there are still many conservative forces in Asanguo. The loss of virginity before marriage basically means that this girl will never find a good in-laws... How can she not be sad as a mother?

"Mom... why are you crying..." Nisha heard her mother's sobbing voice, she could no longer wear an ostrich, hugged her mother, gently wiped the tears from her eyes, and said: "Mom , Don't worry, Ye will not want me..."

"Why?" Mahata's wife heard her daughter's words so affirmative, and temporarily stopped mourning, and asked.

"Because... he asked me... Do you want to put his surname behind my name..." Nisha said, her face couldn't help but a happy smile appeared against the two dimples on her cheeks. , Looks extremely cute.

"Silly girl... don't you know that men will always talk sweetly before they succeed?" Mahata's wife did not feel happy because of her daughter's words. In her opinion, it must be Zhou Ye's coaxing It's just a means of my own daughter.

"No, I believe him... he will never want me." Nisha said firmly, she believed that her man was definitely not the kind of bastard man who ran away after taking advantage...

"Huh... Even so... How can you be sure that your father will agree to this marriage?" Looking at his daughter's confident expression, Mahata's wife couldn't help sighing, "You know, although our family already has some It’s gone, but, as a descendant of Brahmins, your father still cares very much about what he is right. If the boy downstairs has nothing in his family, your father will never agree with you to marry him..."

Nisha became a little anxious when she heard her mother's words... "What should I do? Mom, if I can't be with Ye, I would rather die..."

Hearing her daughter’s decisive words, Mahata’s wife hurriedly said: "Don’t worry, baby, let’s take a look at the conversation between your father and that boy... if the talk falls apart, we will think again. The way...now is not the time to despair."

"Um..." Nisha nodded worriedly.

She resisted her physical discomfort, walked off her couch, and followed her mother to the corner of the stairs...

When the mother and daughter looked towards the living room through the gap of the stairs... Mahata's wife was stunned by the scene in front of her...

I saw that, as the head of the family, his husband Mahata was chatting with Zhou Ye... In fact, to be honest, chatting has a little bit of praise for her husband Mahata, he is almost humbly already. Follow Zhou Ye's instructions...

And on the carpet between Zhou Ye and Mahata, there was a pile of gold bars...

"Ye--what the hell is going on?" Nisha, who doesn't have her mother's ability to observe words and colors, thought her father was taking money to get Zhou Ye out...

If Mahata knew his daughter’s thoughts, he would immediately tell his daughter with a wry smile, baby, you look too high on your father, and your father will not be able to produce so many gold bars for half a lifetime...

Don’t look at this pile of gold bars, but you have to know that the density of gold is high, and the volume of a ton of gold bars is only one twentieth cubic meter... To put it bluntly, a pile of gold bars the size of a computer case is almost the same. It weighs a ton.

Zhou Ye looked at Nisha who was rushing down the stairs, hugged the reckless chick in a hurry, and whispered in her ear: "Why are you so crazy, don't you know it hurts..."

"..." Nisha felt sweet in her heart when she heard the words of her own man's concern, but she didn't care much when she was not talking about this at this time.He jumped directly into Zhou Ye's arms, hugged Zhou Ye's neck, turned his face and said to his father: "Dad, I am already his person... I will never be separated from Ye..."

"..." After speaking this sentence, Nisha did not see the imaginary angry look on her father's face, instead her father looked at her kindly and with a relieved expression... "Dad's baby Finally grown up... can be someone else's wife..."

"This...what the hell is going on?" Nisha couldn't figure out what was going on, why was her father not angry?Why does his man look at him with a funny look...

"..." Zhou Ye lightly followed Nisha's dolphins and lifted his chin at the gold bars piled in front of him."I'm using these things as a dowry gift to convince your father to marry me... As a result, you ran down, so don't you believe in my ability to do things?"

"Ah...?" Nisha discovered at this time that she had a big oolong...

But at this moment, Nisha's mother's exclamation came from the stairs...

"You scared my wife..." Mahata couldn't help but smile when he heard his wife's exclamation... There is no such thing as a bride price in A three countries... Of course, there are also men who give women money, but Rarely...because this is a kind of trickery...it means that you have to pay back at least three times the dowry to ensure your daughter's status in the other party's home...

Think about it, Zhou Ye gave a golden betrothal gift. In order to ensure that his daughter would not be abused by Zhou Ye, Mahata must prepare at least three golden dowries for her daughter...so much money, even if he sold him Can't figure it out...

Nisha explained these things in the ears of her own man, and her happy eyes turned into crescent moons. She could not be unhappy, but she had studied the traditions of Chinese descent... The bride price was their tradition, and the bride price was given. The more, the more the man cares about the girl... She doesn't care about the money, what she cares about is her status in Zhou Ye's heart.

Chapter Five Hundred and Sixty Six

Three days later————

In Mahata's villa----

"Baby, are you up? Hurry up...or we'll miss the plane..." Mahata's wife whispered outside her daughter's room.

"Okay...Mom..., I...I know..." Nisha's voice was accompanied by a sigh of breathing that made her mother feel flushed, followed by Nisha's answer, and a low tone Begging."My dear...I really can't do it anymore, you let go..."

Mahata’s wife didn’t dare to listen anymore... She hurriedly walked downstairs in three steps and two steps. At this time, all the furniture in the house was covered with a dust-proof cloth... because of Maha. Ta intends to return to his home country, so he has entrusted a real estate agency to handle the villas here and everything in the villas.