Chapter 506: Cowardly

"Why are you suddenly thinking about making shoe soles now? Do you want to make a pair of shoes for yourself? If you are not in a hurry, I will paste them today and they will be ready in two days."

"This matter is urgent, but it's not urgent either..." Zhuang Qingning scratched his ear.

It's just about completing the task, and it's not very useful for anything else.

As Zhuang Qingning was talking, he glanced at the needlework basket next to him and saw a pair of newly carved, unsewn soles, so he reached out and picked them up, "Aren't there some soles?"

"I just carved this. I was going to make a pair of shoes for your uncle Yonghe. But I just left it there and didn't have time to sew it." Seeing that Zhuang Qingning seemed very obsessed with the sole, He said, "This sole can be used. I also know how big your feet are. I'll carve one for you right now."

While He was talking, he reached for the scissors.

"No, no." Zhuang Qingning tried to dissuade him. "If you make the sole smaller, it will be a waste. If it doesn't work, let me take it back and sew it. I'll give it to Aunt when I'm done."

"To be honest, Aunt, I didn't come here to find the soles to make shoes for myself. I just wanted to practice..."

"As you get older, it will be hard to justify not being able to do any needlework."

"I don't know what to practice with, so I'll just try to make Uncle Yonghe's shoes. No matter what they look like, I hope you don't mind."

Zhuang Qingning made up a lie.

"That's true." He nodded.

No matter how capable a girl is or how noble her status is, she still has to know some needlework. One reason is for convenience, because after all, she will have to make her own clothes in the future.

Even when getting married, giving gifts to parents-in-law and making small clothes for husband are things that must be done.

It is also right to prepare early.

"Then take it back and try it first." He found a piece of cloth, wrapped the two soles, and stuffed it to Zhuang Qingning. She also gave Zhuang Qingning a bundle of thread that had been wrapped around the side, "This is hemp rope. I have twisted it. You can use it to sew it. A small needle cannot hold such thick soles."

"Okay, I got it." Zhuang Qingning took it and saw Zhuang Yonghe warming himself by the fire outside. He moved closer to He and lowered his voice, "Aunt, you still have to ask. It's best to speak out about everything."

"Just like the soles of these shoes, if I hadn't told you, you would have thought I was going to make shoes for myself. Only after I told you did you know I was just trying to practice."

"If you don't ask Uncle Yonghe about this, you can only speculate here. If you ask him clearly, maybe there is nothing wrong..."

"I understand." He nodded.

From He's serious expression, Zhuang Qingning knew that He had listened to what she said, so she stopped trying to persuade him. She just took the shoe sole and said with a smile, "Then I'll leave first."

Having said that, he took the soles of his shoes and walked outside. When he reached the main room outside, he said something to Zhuang Yonghe.

"Ning girl, go slower." Zhuang Yonghe picked up the cotton curtain for Zhuang Qingning. When he saw her walking away, he put it down and sat back in front of the small stove, rubbing his hands. "It's really cold today. I don't even dare to stretch my hands outside."

"Fortunately, Miss Ning had people sew cotton gloves for everyone working in the workshop, so the people working outside don't feel their hands are cold. And I don't know how Miss Ning had people sew the cotton gloves, but they are light, soft, warm, and don't interfere with work."

"By the way, if you have time these two days, make some warm sleeves. I see Mingli and Qinghui read and write on weekdays, so they need to protect their hands. Although it is warm in the house, they are not afraid of freezing their hands, but it is still a little cold. A warm sleeve wrapped around the wrist can also keep warm..."

Listening to Zhuang Yonghe's chattering, He was stunned. She didn't hear what Zhuang Yonghe said at all. Instead, she was thinking about how to ask Zhuang Yonghe about Widow Liu.

"What's wrong with you?" Zhuang Yonghe was a little puzzled when he saw that He kept her head down and said nothing after he had said so much.

"No, nothing." He lowered her head and sat down next to Zhuang Yonghe, her hands tightly grasping her sleeves and her lips bitten again and again with her teeth.

"Really nothing?" Zhuang Yonghe didn't quite believe it.

"Really..." He's mind suddenly replayed the words Zhuang Qingning had just said. After hesitating for a long time, she spoke with difficulty, "I have something to ask you."

"What's the matter?" Zhuang Yonghe looked at He with bright eyes.

This look made He feel panicky. She lowered her head again, and mist suddenly rose in her eyes. "It was that day... Well, this morning, I went to the tofu shop to get some water..."

"What did you do this morning?"

The question was incoherent and Zhuang Yonghe was confused, but he answered truthfully, "I wasn't busy this morning. I just talked about the duck eggs. The eggs I collected this time are not as big as before, and there are two bad ones. I just want to see which family collected them. I will never go to their house to collect them again."

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"By the way, Widow Liu is here today..."

He didn't expect Zhuang Yonghe to mention Widow Liu. Her hunched back straightened up all of a sudden. "Why did she come here?"

"This matter is a bit long to talk about." Zhuang Yonghe scratched his ear, "Originally I didn't want to tell you about this, because I was afraid that you would be anxious after knowing it, but after hearing what she said just now, I think I should tell you..."

"Just tell me, is there anything you can't tell me?" He forced a smile, but her hand secretly grasped the corner of her sleeve.

"Do you remember the last time my eldest nephew gave me the betrothal gift, I came back before noon and told him about my stomach upset?" Zhuang Yonghe said.

"Remember……"

"Actually, I didn't have a stomachache that time. I just found an excuse and ran back..."

Zhuang Yonghe suppressed the embarrassment on his face and said, "My eldest brother and I carried the box there that day. After we got there, one person urged us to drink tea, and another persuaded us to drink wine. After drinking too much tea and wine, we went to relieve ourselves. As a result, we saw Widow Liu sneakily taking the cloth brought from the box while there were many people around."

"The betrothal gifts we send are all based on the amount we give. If there is less, we definitely won't know about it. Even if the girl knew, she would definitely send less at the time. She would feel uncomfortable and wouldn't tell anyone."

"This is the most despicable thing, and it can easily ruin the marriage. I got anxious when I saw this, so I said a few words to Widow Liu. As a result, Widow Liu got anxious because of what I said, and she scolded me in return."

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