"Su Qingyue, you're poor." She said this to herself. If she were rich, she'd buy a whole bunch of clothes to wear and not worry about it.
She would be able to make money soon, but in the time it took to earn the money and buy new clothes, it would be really uncomfortable not to have anything to change into...
In the end, she admired her own superior morals.
She shouldn't accept such intimate gifts from her husband's brother, or else she'd be seen as a wanton woman.
She wrapped the four small pieces back into the cloth bag and placed it under the cotton quilt where she slept.
As she stepped out of her room, she saw the second brother bathing. She only glanced at him for a second and immediately turned her gaze away, 'scared' she turned back into her room.
She couldn't watch the second brother bathing anymore, otherwise she might end up with a nosebleed sometime.
