Ma Xiangling stared at her incredulously, "Mom, you're too much, you actually want me to take things from my husband's family to bring back to my own family. Mom, what do you think of me? Do you want me to become a sister who sacrifices everything for her brothers? Sob... Brothers are your sons, but I am also your daughter. How can you favor boys over girls? Mom, how have you changed like this? Weren't you the one who loved me the most? You even said you would save money for me to keep, and now you're holding onto my dowry money. If word gets out, aren't you afraid of being laughed at?"
Yuan Chun retorted confidently, "What's there to laugh at? In our village, when daughters get married, the dowry and betrothal gifts are always withheld. The families that don't keep the dowry and betrothal gifts are rare exceptions."
