Thinking about the word 'dowry' and recalling the teasing from the gift givers, Feng Qingxue inevitably felt her cheeks heat up.
"Sis, your face is so red!" Feng Qingyun called out.
Coming back to her senses, Feng Qingxue said earnestly: "Even though the busy farming season is over, the weather is still very hot. I've been on a train for half a month and just got home from this tiring journey. Hence, I'm feeling hot."
