Xue Dafu sat at the side and looked at the invitation that Pei Dongyu had written for Xue Yan. He chuckled. "People who went to school are really different. Your friend actually invited you to dinner through a letter. If you give this to me, I wouldn't know what to do with it at all."
"That's why you've never gotten one." Liu Guixia smiled.
"Haha." Not only did Xue Erfu and the others laugh, but Xue Dafu himself also laughed.
"If I had known earlier, I would have made you two better clothes." Liu Guixia looked around. In the end, she was still dissatisfied with Jiang Yue and Xue Yan's best clothes.
In a farmer's village, this was definitely a good fabric that farmers might not even be able to wear even in their dreams.
However, for the rich families in the town, the quality was much worse than what they usually wore.
