Currently, Xia Zhe was the only child left in the Xia family who was in a happy marriage. However, Xia Zhe was always out on missions in the army and was rarely at home. If someone took a fancy to Qiao Mei at this time and took advantage of the situation, or if Qiao Mei became disheartened and did not want to wait for Xia Zhe in the capital, Xu Lan might lose such a good daughter-in-law to someone else.
She had long wanted to give something to Qiao Mei but never had the chance to do so. The current moment seemed like the right time.
Xu Lan took out an exquisite box from the cabinet. When she opened the box, there were many layers of cloth and paper inside. The cloth and paper were very old and had already started to turn yellow.
"Mother, what is this? It's wrapped up so tightly," Qiao Mei asked.
