Gazing at the clothes placed by the head of her bed, Tang Li spoke in a low voice, "I actually thought... he would deliver them to me himself."
This sentence seemed like a response to Aunt Zhang, yet it also felt like she was talking to herself.
Aunt Zhang replied after hearing this, "Although he is your elder relative, he is still a man. Him entering your room to bring you clothes, if seen by others, might not matter to a man, but it would inevitably reflect poorly on you. Mr. Song must have considered this point too; otherwise, he wouldn't have made a special trip to the kitchen to find me."
Upon hearing this, Tang Li turned her gaze towards Aunt Zhang.
While picking up the damp clothes on the table, Aunt Zhang continued, "Especially up in the mountains, if you were to walk around the temple in men's clothes, it would look bad. You might think I'm being old-fashioned, but the thinking of our older generation is definitely not as open as you young people's nowadays."
So—
