Mrs. He felt ashamed just thinking about it.
"You know how your third brother spent 500 yuan to get married? Well, Kid Xue returned the entire betrothal gift."
"What?" He Ze gasped, a sharp pain shooting through his body as he got worked up.
Gao Cuiyun's eyes went wide as well, staring at Mrs. He in disbelief. "Ma, how is that possible? That's 500 yuan!"
Mrs. He shot her a look before slowly explaining, "Why would I lie about something like this? I told you before, of that 500 yuan, 400 was money your third brother gave me in bits and pieces. I never spent it; I was saving it all so he could get a wife. Last night, he brought us 100 yuan. He said Kid Xue gave him 500 yuan, and he kept his own 400 to build his house, returning the remaining 100 to us. So, the Xue family doesn't owe the He Family anything. It's our He Family that owes them. Cuiyun, you can stop harping on about that money from now on."
He Ze and Gao Cuiyun both fell silent, lost in their own thoughts.
