Yang Chuxia took the letter, looked at it from both sides, put it away, and then asked the servant, "When will you go back to Capital City?"
"I won't be going back to Capital City for the festival this year. I'm afraid that I'll have to wait until after the festival." The servant thought for a moment and then said, "My young master also said that the young lady doesn't need to worry about preparing holiday gifts. It won't reach Capital City before the August festival anyway, so the young lady can just prepare double the gifts for the New Year."
"Heh, that sounds like something your young master would say."
Yang Chuxia just laughed, "You all haven't eaten on the way here, right? Why don't you eat here before going back to the county town?"
But the servant shook his head, "No, we're going to the county town right away. My master has other things for me to do."
After saying that, he took his leave from Yang Chuxia.
