Yao Caiying was an experienced person. When she saw her niece coming over, her face was full of a nourished shy state. She also vaguely saw the red marks on her neck. Naturally, she knew what she had been through. Then she scolded her second daughter, "Don't ask about these things, little kid. Go and light the stove."

Yang Zhi curled her lips and pulled Yang Liu to ask, "Second sister, what does ginseng taste like? Is it sweet?"

She just thought that her second sister's skin was so white and tender, and she must have eaten ginseng.

Yang Liu smiled helplessly, "I don't know, I didn't eat." Then she ran into the house. When the little brat asked her, she felt even more uneasy.

Second Aunt is such a shrewd person that she was afraid that if she said a few more words in front of her, she would be exposed.

In fact, she didn't know that people had already seen through her as soon as she came in.

"Big sister, I'm here."

Yang Nan was making clothes for the three of them. When she heard her voice, she looked up and smiled, "You came at the right time. You left in a hurry that day and hadn't told me Chu Yue's size yet."

Thinking of his size, Yang Liu couldn't help but think of what happened last night. Her cheeks felt hot. She was afraid that her elder sister would notice it, so she quickly calmed herself down, then silently wrote down the size and helped her cut the cloth.

Don't ask her how she knew, because she measured it with her own hands last night.

Seeing that the elder sister had finished a piece of clothing in a short time, and her craftsmanship seemed to be no worse than those bought outside, Yang Liu praised her and said, "Elder sister, you have really skillful hands."

"You always make fun of me. I just did it randomly. It's not as good as you say."

"Of course not. Do you think I look good in them?" Yang Liu held the finished clothes in her hands and gestured.

"That's because you are good-looking, so you look good in anything you wear." Yang Nan didn't think she was particularly good at making clothes, but because she liked making clothes, she had more patience than others.

Yang Liu thought that when the economy opened up, she could become a self-employed person. With her skills, becoming a small boss wouldn't be a problem. So she tentatively asked, "Sister, if the situation improves in the future, would you be willing to go to a big city and make a living?"

Yang Nan thought her words were just a child's joke and laughed, "What can a girl like me do outside? Besides, isn't a woman's job to stay at home and take care of her husband and children?"

Although Yang Liu knew that her elder sister was quiet, she hadn't expected her to be so old-fashioned at heart. She tapped her on the head and said, "Sister, what era is this? How can you still have such old-fashioned ideas in your head? Besides, hasn't society long said that in this new era, women can hold up half the sky?"

"We have hands and feet, so why can't we do what we like and develop it into our own career? Only when women are financially independent can they have an independent personality, and then men won't look down on them."

Only today did she realize that her elder sister had been deeply poisoned by the old idea that women should obey their husbands and be virtuous. She had to take this opportunity to have a good talk with her.

This will prevent such a good girl from becoming a housewife in the future.

"But I'm going out alone, I'm not familiar with the place, what can I do?"

Growing up, Yang Nan has done everything according to her family's arrangements. She thought that an ordinary girl like her should marry a man in the future, then take care of the children at home and do farm work.

Like countless other women.

As for other possibilities, she never thought about it.

"Big sister, don't underestimate yourself. For example, your skills in making clothes are so good. If you continue to study in the future, you may become a fashion designer."

Although her elder sister only has a junior high school education and cannot take the college entrance examination in the future, she can go to night school and systematically learn about fashion design. With her current foundation, she will definitely become an excellent designer.

Moreover, by then, with the reform and opening up, the economy will be completely revitalized, and many industries, especially the clothing industry, will develop in full swing. Talents in this field will also be very popular.

However, no matter how good her ideas are, it is useless. She must be enterprising and willing to strive for progress.

Seeing that Yang Nan had no confidence in herself, Yang Liu took a pen and randomly drew some skirt styles that would be popular in the next few years on a piece of paper, and then asked the elder sister to make them according to the pattern.

"Liuliu, what is this weird thing you drew?"

"Big sister, this is something I read in a book. It's clothes that foreigners like to wear. I heard that people in big cities like them too. Why don't you try making it at home with cloth? If you can make it, it means you really have a talent for it. When the conditions allow, you can really go out and try your luck."

Yang Liu played here for a while, then took the fried soybeans and peanuts given to her by her second aunt and went home.

In the evening, Chu Yue came back and saw his wife busy in the kitchen. He sneaked over and took advantage of the fact that no one was around to hug her from behind. He whispered, "Liu Liu, does it still hurt?"

Yang Liu broke free from his embrace, punched the man with her hand, glared at him, and signaled him not to go any further. It would be embarrassing if people saw people coming in and out of the room.

"Shut up."

Isn't this person asking questions even though he already knows the answer?

The key point is that she said it hurt last night, but she didn't see the man stop.

Knowing that his wife was shy, Chu Yue shut up obediently, fearing that he would irritate her and let her sleep on the floor today.

Over there, after Yang Nan lay down on the bed at night, she couldn't fall asleep because she was thinking about what Liu Liu said to her during the day. Seeing her tossing and turning, Yang Zhi pulled open the curtain and asked, "Sister, what's wrong with you? Why aren't you sleeping so late?"

"Nothing, just something on my mind."

"What's the matter? Just tell me. I'm almost twelve this year and I'm not a child anymore." Whenever she said anything at home, her mother would say she was a child and tell her to go away.

How could she be young? She knew a lot of things.

"If you have a chance in the future, would you like to go out and take a look?" Yang Nan asked.

"Of course I did." Yang Zhi was so excited that she sat up from the bed and ran barefoot to her sister's bed. She clung to her like she did when they were little and wanted to sleep with her.

"Sister, I heard from my teacher that the Great Wall and Tiananmen Square in the capital are very magnificent. I really want to go there someday."

She wanted to go to Tiananmen Square to watch the flag-raising ceremony. She heard that in the morning, when the upper edge of the sun was level with the horizon seen from Tiananmen Square, the national flag would rise solemnly from the sky, and then the national anthem would resound through the clouds. The scene must be particularly spectacular, and she longed for it very much.

"You, you're just busy having fun. Don't you have any other reasons?"

"Of course there are other reasons. I heard the roast duck in the capital is especially delicious, and so is the noodles with soybean paste. I want to try both."

Speaking of this, Yang Zhi felt that his saliva was about to flow out.

Yang Nan smiled helplessly. After all, he was just a child, and all he could think about was playing and eating.