Old Lady Zhang clamored, "Dowry? What dowry? The Lu family was so poor. Since when did they give us a dowry? On the other hand, our Zhang family gave them five taels of silver as a betrothal gift. They should return it to us!"
Shu Yu was not too clear about the marriage between the two parties, so she could only look at the old lady.
The latter had already rushed out and pointed at Old Lady Zhang's nose while scolding, "What did you say, you shameless woman? Our Lu family is poor, but when Daya got married, we tried our best to give her everything. Let's not talk about anything else. Two years ago, before Erbai's leg was injured, we could at least take out two taels of silver as a base. There are also the bedding and clothes, as well as the cabinets, dressing tables, and boxes our Erbai made himself. Even the wood was chopped by Erbai himself. They were all new and good-quality products. Why are you saying that you didn't receive any dowry?"
