The gold bracelet was forged with the salary Liu Zixian received after he took office; pure gold, her son's thoughtful filial piety had kept her happy for half a year.
However, a few days ago, the bracelet was exchanged for silver and sent to the Ministry of Rites.
She lowered her head to look at her empty wrists for a while, then suddenly spoke up, "Husband, I dreamt about that young Lu lad last night."
No sooner had she finished speaking than a gust of wind from outside suddenly blew the half-closed window wide open with a "bang," startling her; she hurriedly looked over, flustered.
Liu Kun, sitting on the edge of the couch, was also startled but quickly regained his composure, scolding, "What nonsense are you talking about?"
