Connie
"That's mighty nice of you. I'm sure plenty if other people would have done it the other way around, even if they didn't need the money. Greedy bastards" Hell, even he gave to those less fortunate when he could afford it. 

In the distance the farm could be seen, just a simple house with a few plots of land like the other surrounding farms. It wasn't anything too special, but it was home
Argelia
"Is that it up ahead?" He asks, pointing to the farm, "I hope there's feed troughs there, my horses likely need fed." He says, "And perhaps some water."
Connie
"Yup, that's it. Ashroot farm. And as for the horses, don't worry about them. I'll make sure they're well taken care of. Besides, Ma will probably want to talk to you when we get there"
Argelia
"I'm sure it will be a nice conversation." He says, slowing the horses down as they approach the farm. The fancy carriage looks very out of place in the environment, it'd look out of place anywhere in Skyrim, but in the farmlands of Eastmarch it sticks out like a sore thumb