Chun Nuan watched as the contracts for the shops, estates, and hills of the Xiao family were laid one by one on the public court, and then returned to Chun Ning's hands by the county magistrate. The weight on her heart finally eased.
What was taken from me, return it; what was consumed of mine, give it back; what was owed to me, repay it; what was stolen from me, hand it over.
This feeling is quite satisfying!
"Sister, did you know about these properties long ago?"
Chun Ning looked at his sister, who glanced indifferently at the land deeds and then told him to keep them safe, and asked curiously.
"Yes"
She knew about these things back in the day because there were account books in her grandfather's study. Some of the support funds were in the public accounts, while others were taken from her grandfather's private treasury. Regardless of the account, he recorded it meticulously.
These were his glorious contributions to the family, a gesture of goodwill.
