Chapter 61 Comfortable

Boxes of goods were carried into Chen Yuanzhu's courtyard like a flowing stream.

Shen Yuanzhu sat in the chair, motionless.

Luo and Ling'er took the red book with the pictures and checked each item one by one.

The ladies and young women stood by and watched, occasionally smiling and praising its exquisite beauty and luxury.

Zhou He sat down next to Shen Yuanzhu and sighed softly upon seeing this: "Your mother's temperament... hasn't changed at all over the years."

For some unknown reason, a hint of melancholy appeared on her face.

Shen Yuanzhu could guess a bit of it. Although Lord Jiang respected his first wife, the Jiang family also had a concubine who was extremely favored.

That concubine was brought into the house when Lord Jiang was transferred to a post outside the capital, and she stayed with Lord Jiang in the bitter cold for a long time.

While Zhou He was taking care of the Jiang family elders in Suzhou Prefecture, Lord Jiang was living a blissful life with his concubine...

Shen Yuanzhu lowered her eyes and thought of her parents again.

After a long time, the courtyard was filled with the dowry.

The ladies and young women grew tired of watching and lost interest, returning to their seats one by one. Ye Yunyi arrived late.

Upon seeing Ye Yunyi arrive, Shen Yuanzhu rose solicitously: "Sister-in-law, you've arrived?"

Ye Yunyi changed her clothes and wiped her face clean. When she saw Chen Yuanzhu, she gritted her teeth and forced a smile.

Shen Yuanzhu said, "Has the dowry not been completely delivered yet? I see there are still many things listed in the register..."

"Yuanzhu, we have guests at home. Your sister-in-law forgot to add some makeup for you earlier, but she just remembered now."

Ye Yunyi raised her hand and handed Shen Yuanzhu a wooden box.

Shen Yuanzhu accepted it with a smile and sweetly said thank you, sister-in-law.

Luo and Zhou He exchanged a glance and smiled faintly.

This is because there are some things that can't be filled, so they've come begging for mercy.

“You’re getting married, and you’ll have plenty of good things to give you. I figure that no matter what, I can’t give you as many as your mother. So, I might as well give you some personal savings directly.”

They urged Shen Yuanzhu to open the wooden box in front of the ladies. Shen Yuanzhu looked down and saw a thick stack of silver notes.

Ye Yunyi's eyes were full of affection: "Your sister-in-law and brother gave you ten thousand taels."

Upon hearing this, a buzzing sound erupted around them.

Even daughters of officials might not receive such a large dowry when they get married.

Some of the ladies couldn't help but exclaim, "Madam Shen, you are far too kind to Yuanzhu!"

Ye Yunyi picked up a handkerchief and pressed it to the corner of her eye, a tear suddenly sliding down her cheek: "Yanhuai and I have always treated Yuanzhu like our own sister. Even Xingqiao can't compare to Yuanzhu."

Shen Xingqiao is the son of Ye Yunyi and Shen Yanhuai. He is only six years old and spends most of his time at the academy, rarely returning home.

When the ladies saw the courtyard full of gold and silver jewelry, and then saw the ten thousand taels of real gold and silver, they all sighed at the benevolence and righteousness of Ye Yunyi and her husband, comparing them to a model for the world.

Shen Yuanzhu held the box, her eyes crinkling with laughter.

"Yes, my brother and sister-in-law treat Yuanzhu the best. Yuanzhu will definitely repay them well in the future."

This silver was given by Ye Yunyi to shut her up, and also to put on a good show in front of the other ladies, to prove that she and her husband had never mistreated Shen Yuanzhu.

But Shen Yuanzhu didn't mind at all.

As long as the money is in hand, why bother with empty titles?

The servants of the Shen family were sealing the dowry into boxes one by one, affixing large red "double happiness" seals, and carrying them to the Xie family in succession.

Shen Yuanzhu had just looked at it; although some of the things her mother left her were missing, but…

One-third of the jewelry, calligraphy and paintings, and fabrics returned today did not belong to her.

Some of the items looked familiar; they were the dowry that Shen Yuanqiong had collected for herself over the years. She had even worn some of them in front of her, showing them off in a very ostentatious manner.

Thinking of this, Shen Yuanzhu waved her round fan, feeling relaxed and comfortable.

Even the pent-up frustration from being overtly and covertly suppressed by Jixia Manor these past few days has dissipated considerably.