The Shen Family prepared so many things, everything else was fine, but the wedding cakes weighed fifty pounds, and they couldn't be stored for long, which would certainly lead to a lot of waste.
There were also some tea leaves and liquor, which fortunately could be stored for a while.
Guihua put down the silver and hurriedly got up to leave.
Shen Quan caught up and stuffed the silver into Guihua's hand, "Aunt, if the marriage doesn't happen, it doesn't happen, there's no need for you to take the silver."
Guihua struggled with Shen Quan for a while, but she couldn't outmatch a young man and didn't want to stay in the Shen Family's rice store for long, so she had to leave with the silver.
Returning home, Guihua carried the cooked porridge upstairs.
Slowly she fed Yingzi, who was lying down, the porridge spoon by spoon.
She nagged as she fed, "Your mother has come to terms with it, no matter how much I think it's for your own good, there's no help if you don't appreciate it."
