After saying that, Yang Chuxia laughed. Using her own money to buy her own betrothal gifts was quite amusing.
"You came just in time. I was wondering how I could ask you for money without the three uncles and aunts noticing that we're meeting," Ye Zi'an said with a smile. He had enough money on him – rents from his land, wages from Shopkeeper Li, who was kind to people and often rewarded him generously, as well as his previous savings. He also occasionally took on additional jobs, like copying books. All of his money added up should be enough to prepare the betrothal gifts.
However, after calculating, he felt like it was still too insufficient and had nothing worth showing off.
Yang Chuxia giggled and looked around Ye Zi'an's house. Some items were already prepared with red paper embellishments. Driven by curiosity, she looked around, wondering what could be inside. "Brother An, what did you prepare?"
"The Buddha says it's unutterable," replied Ye Zi'an, teasing her.
