Jiang Xiaoxiao hugged the quilt, looking worried at the two thick quilts in her arms.
"Mom, I really admire you. A five-kilogram cotton quilt, did you know that such a heavy quilt can suffocate people? The weather in Jingbei isn't even that cold."
Complaining as she walked out, heading towards her small courtyard.
Fan Xiuying's voice came through.
"Complaining all the time, this and that, just for carrying a quilt. You know Xiao Hui is getting married soon, and I'm preparing some dowry for her. If we don't separate them, what if the people sending the dowry take the wrong things?"
Fan Xiuying was tidying up the house since Fang Xiaohui was about to get married tomorrow.
Just got a call from Fang Xiaohui saying she wanted to come over, and Fan Xiuying naturally knew her kid was getting married tomorrow.
Today, she should take the dowry prepared for her daughter. They, as a couple, had discussed it too.
The dowry they prepared wasn't small, prepared with 1000 yuan.
