Zhulan was the most composed person in the family; walking to the chest, she saw that half of the fabrics inside were fine cotton, and half were neatly stacked silk—a solid press of fabric that was more than enough for two or three garments for each family member. "Why did you buy so much?"
"Patterns from the south go out of fashion quickly, and I happened to catch the clothing shop clearing their stock before the year's end, so many fabrics were cheap. We have a lot of people in our family, so I bought more."
Zhou Shuren said regretfully, "Our family are farmers, even if I passed the exam for student scholars, it wouldn't be of much use; we can't wear many of these fabrics, otherwise, how could I buy some precious fabrics to make clothes for you?"
