The old lady treated her children equally. To her, her children were her flesh and blood. Even if her daughter was married off in the future, she would still be her child.
Unfortunately, she was one of a kind in the village. Most of the families worked their daughters like cows and horses while treating their sons like pearls and treasures.
Moreover, as far as she knew, the villagers like Dazhu and Rong who helped Daya carry the dowry back only had daughters at the moment. Plus, their family had not split up. If they gave them pastries, their mothers would give those pastries to their nephews later on. How unpleasant would that be?
The old lady didn't like such a practice. Either way, their family was the one giving out gifts this time, so naturally, they were in charge of what to give.
Shu Yu understood and smiled, "Alright, then Grandma, what should we give?"
"Go buy some pork and candies."
