Outside in the evening, it was snowing heavily with a strong wind that swept up the snowflakes, stinging people. After the excitement of the event, they just awaited Zhang Ziwen's wedding.
Zhang the Second was too busy to focus on discussing the wedding for the coming year; he was pulling Ping An Brothers together in the west room to ask what items they still had on hand.
Since they knew the other party was genuinely helping them to exchange items, Brother Ping'an and his siblings didn't hide anything from him, except keeping some pocket money to themselves. They put everything else on the kang.
Zhang the Second chuckled as he watched them, "Shouldn't you ask your second uncle what he's up to first?"
"No need to ask. You're our dear second uncle; we'll just follow your lead."
"Then how about you give everything to me?"
"No problem, after keeping the gift for Brother Ziweng, you can take the rest."
