Yu Xiaolian bought mostly ready-to-wear clothing made of coarse linen, which is both durable and cheap.
But even the cheapest ready-to-wear clothing, Yu Xiaolian noticed that some people didn't want to wear them. Instead, they carefully stored them away.
Yu Xiaolian stood in the dilapidated temple, clapped her hands, and loudly said, "Everyone put on your clothes well; it's cold at night. We don't have many blankets, and if you don't wear clothes, catching a cold would be terrible.
Right now, if you catch a cold, there's no going to the doctor! Is your health more important or your clothes?"
Sun Dalin said, "My dear niece, we are sturdy enough, no need to worry about us.
As for you, can you manage to sleep in this broken temple? Don't let yourself freeze. I think you and the Scholar should go stay at an inn, and return tomorrow morning."
