"Your eldest sister isn't a fool, is she? It's just like gifting her dowry to swindlers. It's better to give it to you. That way, once you marry into the family, you'll have a stronger footing." Du Haofeng replied in his spare time.
The Du Family wouldn't miss that bit of Silver, but they certainly wouldn't complain about having more.
"Second brother, will you really marry me?" Qiao Hua'er asked coyly.
Suddenly, Du Haofeng lifted Qiao Hua'er in his arms, "If you serve me well, of course, I'll marry you."
"You can't deceive me," Qiao Hua'er said as she looked steadily at Du Haofeng.
This winter when she twisted her ankle, she was sitting by the roadside resting when she encountered Du Haofeng, who applied a plaster for her and took her home.
The next day, he sent someone with more plasters and a big bag of snacks.
On the third day, Du Haofeng came personally. He said he wanted to see for himself to be reassured, and at that time, she was deeply touched.