"So... how much did you borrow?" Dong Yao asked.
Shen Qinglan said, "Don't worry, Mother, it's all been repaid."
"I didn't expect it!" Shen Qingju, changing her previous concern, raised her eyebrows and said, "I'm actually the sister of the owner of the Guest House. Next time my husband and I go to eat, can we not pay?"
Shen Qinglan chuckled and nodded, "Of course you can!"
Shen Qingju also laughed at this, pointing at the silver notes in Dong Yao's hand, "You should take this money back. I don't need it at the Li family for now. Besides, my cousin and I have made quite a bit with the handkerchiefs we embroidered. If you have time, draw some new patterns for us."
Shen Qinglan shook her head, "I'll draw new patterns for you, but this money is for your dowry. You may not need it now, but you will in the future. Just keep it safe."
"But... it's too much. We agreed on just a hundred taels. I'll only take a hundred. You take the rest back."
