During this period of time, Li Shun had been busy making dowry for Li Xiaoran.
Because everyone had their own things to do, Li Xiaoran didn't check on her father's progress.
Li Xiaoran was stunned when she suddenly heard this.
"Father, it's only been less than a month! You've already made my dowry?"
Speaking of this, Li Shun looked smug.
"At the beginning, I was always worried that my carpentry skills were rusty and that I would waste the wood. Unexpectedly, I quickly regained familiarity and ideas popped up one after another. I was in high spirits, so I worked quickly and finished your dowry in advance! Go take a look later and see if you like it."
"You made it for me personally, so of course I'll like it!" Li Xiaoran said happily.
What was important wasn't the value of the dowry, but her father's paternal love for her.
"I want to see it too!" Li Xiaoqing said.
