Although Xibao was not with them, Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue did not neglect any of the proper rites.
Once they returned to the guesthouse, they hurried to prepare the gifts.
"Originally, we only took out the batch of gold from under the bed. We've already used one of our two boxes; Tianjun and Tianzhi's are still there, but it's unfortunate that we can't take it out. Who would carry a box of gold around without reason? Some of the dowries that our mother and sister-in-law brought are still in the cellar under the cowshed, and we haven't retrieved them; they can't be of use," Feng Qingxue thought about it for a moment, her eyes suddenly lit up, "The pair of gemstone bracelets that my sister-in-law said she would pass on to a daughter-in-law have always been in my possession. Tomorrow, I will put them in the gifts to show our respect."
Even though the phoenix's eyes lack gemstones, their significance is different.
