Zhulan coughed, and Lady Li's heart trembled, feeling even more wronged. Her mother didn't like her anymore. She said dryly, "Sister-in-law doesn't have much silver, this is a token of my heart, don't disdain it."
Lady Dong did not disdain; she had not expected anything, so to receive a meeting gift was already an unexpected joy. The box was open, a hair ornament from the jeweler in town, from the south, worth two qian of silver. For Lady Li as Lady Dong knew her, it was indeed a rare meeting gift.
Lady Dong smiled as she accepted it, "I really like it. This is what I have for my elder sister-in-law, I also don't know what elder sister-in-law likes, please don't disdain it."
Lady Li truly hadn't expected a return gift, and only then did she notice that on the tray Lady Dong brought, there were several small boxes and embroidered pouches. She happily took them, saying, "I do not disdain, do not disdain," as long as she didn't lose out.
