Qin Yilin and Ding Heli's thoughts were very simple.

Hu Wenhua is still a young man after all. If he doesn't understand the intricacies and implications of gift-giving, it's common for him to give the wrong gift.

How embarrassing it would be if they misunderstood.

Especially since the three families have such a good relationship, it wouldn't be worth it to damage their feelings over such a misunderstanding.

If so, all the better; if not, it's alright. Let Jiajia quietly return the silver hairpin and pretend nothing happened.

Qin Yilin looked at her daughter and belatedly asked, "Jiajia, if this silver hairpin is a token of love, will you accept it?"

Actually, the answer is obvious without even asking. If Jiajia didn't have those kinds of thoughts, why would she accept it?

I know my own daughter well; she's not one of those short-sighted types who'd be greedy for a little bit of money.

Ding Heli suddenly realized this as well, and nodded in agreement: "Yes, yes! We can't have him saying this, but you don't like him."

However, Jiajia, your father thinks Wenhua is a good match, a good candidate for husband.

Since the items weren't sent by Shuiqing, they must have been brought by Hu Wenhua himself. Whether it's the five-colored sugar balls or the jujube paste cake, they're all things that his Jiajia loves to eat. This child is so thoughtful!

He said he was going to ask, but in his heart he had already decided that Hu Wenhua had given him a token of love, and now it was up to his daughter to decide.

Ding Jiajia blushed deeply, but still nodded despite her parents' stares.

Her parents had said that her future husband would have to be someone she agreed to. They wouldn't let her marry someone she didn't like, and they would misunderstand if she didn't agree.

Fortunately, Brother Hu sent over the hairpin, which should be what she understood, right?

Ding Heli and Qin Yilin continued eating happily.

I felt a sense of relief, as if the heavy burden on my mind was about to be resolved.

At the same time, a sense of loss arose.

After Jiajia turns seventeen, we'll get engaged first, and then get married on the eighteenth after another year. It won't be too late for her to stay home and spend two more years with them.

Moreover, Niutou Town is not far from Shanshui Village, and I'd like to visit it sometime...

As they thought about it, the food in their bowls suddenly didn't taste good anymore.

After a sleepless night, Ding Heli packed his things early the next morning and headed to Fan Jin's house.

Hu Wenhua washed the bed sheets and pants early in the morning.

Seeing Ding Heli approach, a hint of unease flashed across his rough face. He quickly finished rubbing and drying the herbs, then ran over and said, "Uncle Ding, are you looking for my brother-in-law? He went to the back mountain to check on the medicinal herbs."

During dinner last night, his sister suddenly said that Polygonum multiflorum was expensive and decided to switch to planting Polygonum multiflorum in the field.

We'll plant winter wheat in the fields first, stockpile enough grain, and then study how to grow yams next year.

He was worried that his brother-in-law would have objections, or at least ask why, but his brother-in-law only replied: "Go see how many acres of the back mountain are enough for cuttings tomorrow morning."

I went to the back mountain just as dawn broke today.

Seriously... speechless, she's even more obedient than other people's wives!

Ding Heli watched Hu Wenhua washing and drying clothes, and became increasingly satisfied.

These days, not many men do laundry.

"Wenhua, Jiajia said yesterday that you gave her a hairpin?"

Hu Wenhua tensed up and asked nervously, "Yes, Jiajia didn't want it. I insisted that she accept it. Uncle Ding, you didn't blame her, did you?"