C38

After breakfast, Hemai and Madam Qin was cleaning up the house.

It had rained two days ago, and the repaired roof was extremely sturdy. The weather was sunny these two days, so the old lady wanted to hang some dried fish on the eaves of the house. Coincidentally, Hemai came over today, so she handed this job over to Hemai.

The work in the courtyard was more or less done, there was still some time until lunch, so Hemai followed Madam Qin into the house, and asked the old lady to teach her how to sew.

Hemai cooked a good tea, but when it came to needlework, it was too horrible to look at.

Right now, she was living with Yang Liulang. If there was a patch on a man's body and she sewed up his clothes with her hands, he wouldn't be able to wear clothes to meet others.

If she didn't learn from Madam Qin, she wouldn't have to take Yang Liulang's clothes back, and ask the old lady to make up for it!

Madam Qin knew what Hemai meant without her saying anything, and nodded her head smilingly. The grandfather and grandson duo entered the house and took out the needlework from the basket.

"Don't shake your hand, just stick your hand in from here and come out. Right, the next needle is the same. Um, isn't that great?" My Hemai is so smart, but she was actually stumped by the needlework. "

Madam Qin looked at the sewing in Hemai's hands benevolently, and commented on it softly by the side.

Although Madam Qin praised her, Hemai looked at the piece of cloth in her hand that she had sewn and the place where it was patched up looked like a mouth without teeth. It was extremely ugly, completely different from the old lady's exquisite hands.

She couldn't help but feel discouraged, "Grandma, I'm afraid I won't be able to learn your cooking skills."

Madam Qin laughed: "Foolish child, you just started learning and you want to quit? This is nothing. When I was young, your granny taught me for a few years.

Hearing this, Hemai felt better in her heart, and continued to seriously study the needlework in her hands.

Just as she was entangled with the needle and thread in her hand, Shan Cao jumped into the room from outside. Seeing Hemai working on her needle, her eyes curved into a smile: As expected, being married to a different person, Hemai, I have never seen you work on a needle and thread before!

Hemai blushed, not wanting her to see through her thoughts, she said embarrassedly: "Otherwise, I would have to learn it anyway. I can't let my clothes get torn anywhere, I just need Grandmother to sew them for me."

Shan Cao jumped in, holding a basket of needlework in her hands, the two little sisters sat down together, chattering merrily. Madam Qin allowed them to talk inside the house, also allowing Shan Cao to stay for lunch before she left to prepare lunch.

"I knew you would come to Granny Linn today," Shan Cao said as she looked at Hemai proudly, "Did I guess correctly?"

"Yes, how did you guess that?" Hemai asked with a smile.

Shan Cao laughed, "Actually, it was the other day that we came to eat. Yang Liulang told my brother that he would be going up the mountain again in the next few days."

Hemai was startled. "He told Brother Shanmu? That seems to be the last thing I know. "

Shan Cao cast her a sidelong glance, "So what if you know? It's not like Yang Liulang is going to hunt for other people and sell his prey for money.

Hemai was startled, felt that Shan Cao's words made sense, and followed with a smile.

At noon, he simply scooped a mouthful of sorghum rice, served with a cold mixed dish of wild vegetables, fried melon slices with sauce, and dried fish. It was simple, convenient and refreshing.

When it was the next day, Hemai and Shan Cao continued to do their work. Madam Qin was happy that her sister had a companion, so she simply moved a stool to sit by the window, sifting through the beans while listening in on their conversation.

Hemai looked carefully at the absent-minded Shan Cao and asked: "What happened to you today? "It looks a bit glum."

Usually, Shan Cao was like a little bird that could never calm down. Although they were talking and laughing today, they seemed to have something on their minds.

When Shan Cao heard this, she fell silent. The girl's pretty face that was slightly worried turned over, and said to Hemai unhappily: "My father is going to marry me!"

Hemai was shocked, and cried out.

"Uncle Lu wants you to marry?"

Shan Cao was one year younger than Hemai, and had only turned sixteen this year. At this age, Xiaoqing Village was indeed the time for one to get engaged, but they had never heard Shan Cao mention it before, so when she heard today that Lu Changming was going to find someone for Shan Cao, Hemai was a little surprised.

"Yeah." Shan Cao pouted unhappily: "I don't want to marry anyone."

Seeing her obstinate look, Hemai laughed like a child who was playing with her temper: "But this is not something that we can decide. Rest assured, Uncle Lu dotes on you so much, I will definitely choose a good home for you. "

When she said till here, her heart was empty. If Linn Changjun was here, would he allow her to be betrothed to him?

Shan Cao sighed, "Why do you think my father wants to marry me out? It's for my brother's repair! If you marry me off and you get some betrothal gifts, then my brother's rehab would definitely come to fruition. "

Hearing that, Hemai was startled, then recalled that at the table a few days ago, Lu Changming had indeed said those words.

In the next year, Shanmu would be going to the Clear River Town Academy to study, and the cultivation there would be much better than in Qinglu Village.

If he married his daughter, he would be able to get betrothal gifts without having a bite to eat. Wasn't this killing two birds with one stone?

Hemai thought about this and could not help but sigh in her heart. No matter what kind of family they were, no matter how much they loved their daughter, when it came to marriage, they had to listen to their parents and follow their considerations.

Thinking about it, Hemai's words of consolation stuck in her throat.

However, it was Madam Qin who heard their conversation outside the window, and gently said to Shan Cao:" Shan Cao, you're not young anymore, you should be married off to someone else. Look at our little girl, she is two years younger than you, and now, she has already given birth to a child? Your father must be reluctant to part with your precious flesh. He said that he would let you touch him, so just you wait! I'm afraid they won't be interested in those families for a while!

Madam Qin also felt that it was so.

"Granny Linn, you are right. "My dad said that I don't need the men's family to be rich. As long as they're nice to me, it's fine!" She tilted her head and added, "Although my father said that the male side doesn't need much money, but the betrothal gift shouldn't be so shabby!"

Madam Qin laughed when she heard it, "Of course not! Since this girl had grown up, why wouldn't the flesh that fell off from her body hurt? Your parents are not influential people. If you ask them for a betrothal gift, then that's because you're looking at the sincerity of the man! If you really want to take a wife, and can't even show some sincerity, won't you have to suffer bitterly with them in the future? "

Madam Qin's words were extremely enlightened, causing the confused Shan Cao to suddenly understand.

While Shan Cao was busy chattering with Madam Qin, Hemai thought of him.