He glanced at her tranquil eyes again; although her face was still too ugly to look at directly, he felt that his wife wouldn't steal from the family anymore.
Following her gaze, he opened the doors of two wardrobes. Seeing her dirty and smelly appearance, he thought she was looking for clothes to change into.
When he had first brought her back from the Zhu Family, the fierce old lady from there hadn't allowed her to bring anything but herself and the ragged clothes she had been wearing for who knows how long.
He and his second brother had bought her a new set of clothes, but after she had stolen eight taels of silver and ran away, she had taken the new clothes with her. Now there was nothing in this house that belonged to her.
He handed her one of his own garments, but she just waved her hand. Confused, he asked, "You're not looking for clothes to change into? Then what are you looking for?"
