Qin Xiang'e's hurried departure was accompanied by light and quick steps, she was clearly very happy.
This was a real hardship for Ye Yun.
Ye Yun opened the window and saw Qin Xiang'e excitedly carrying grain to Aunt Tian's house to exchange for chickens. She felt utterly hopeless and silently got up to tidy up the sheets on the kang (a heated brick bed).
Qin Xiang'e arrived at Aunt Tian's house.
She carried half a small cloth bag of grain and traded it with Aunt Tian for an old hen.
Aunt Tian asked her what she did for a living.
Why would you suddenly decide to replace the old hen when it's neither a holiday nor a festival?
Qin Xiang'e didn't say anything explicitly, but gave her old friend a mysterious look, saying that she would kill the hen to nourish Ye Yun's body. Then she happily left, pinching the hen's wing.
Standing at the doorway, Tian Xiaohui asked with a puzzled look, "Mother, what does Aunt Xiang'e mean?"
What does that mean?
As soon as Aunt Tian turned around, she saw Tian Xiaohui looking unhappily in the direction Qin Xiang'e had left.
Her face darkened, and carrying the grain, she stepped forward and poked her daughter's forehead, saying with exasperation, "What do you think it means? Your Aunt Xiang'e killed a chicken for your sister-in-law Qin Zheng to eat, guess what that means!"
How am I supposed to know what it means?
Tian Xiaohui frowned as she was poked, and impatiently backed away.
Just say what you want to say, why are you poking her!
Aunt Tian rolled her eyes and scoffed, "What else could it mean? Of course it's about your sister-in-law Qin Zheng... Sigh! It's no use talking to you. With your blockhead, I don't know what you're thinking all day! Anyway, just know that you shouldn't bother that young couple anymore. This time, you're completely out of the picture!"
"What?"
Tian Xiaohui looked doubtful.
Aunt Tian ignored her own blockhead, took the half-bag of grain given to her by Qin Xiang'e and went into the kitchen shed, happily pouring the grain into the grain jar.
Half a bag of grain can be exchanged for a chicken, that's fine too.
Tian Xiaohui was still watching Qin Xiang'e's departing figure. She carefully considered her mother's words, and suddenly her brows furrowed, and she gasped in disbelief.
"Mom! You mean Zhengzi slept with Ye Yun?!"
"!"
Aunt Tian, who was pouring grain into the vat, was so startled that she almost threw the grain bag away!
"Tian Xiaohui! You're a young girl! How can you say something like that with such a loud voice! Don't you even know you're a girl?!"
Aunt Tian looked murderous.
This shameless little girl,
How on earth was she born?!
...
As soon as Qin Xiang'e got home, she saw Ye Yun busy pressing water to wash the bed sheets, which startled her so much that she quickly went up to Ye Yun and pulled her away.
"Don't bother with all this, go and rest!" Qin Xiang'e said, pushing her up onto the roof.
Ye Yun was helpless.
However, she was too embarrassed to refute Qin Xiang'e on this matter.
"Auntie, I'm fine..."
"Don't talk nonsense. You're already weak, you should rest for a while! Leave it here, I'll cook the chicken and then I'll wash it for you!" Qin Xiang'e didn't listen to her at all, and pointed to the old hen lying on the ground as if to take credit, and said happily, "Look, this is the old hen I traded with your Aunt Tian. It looks pretty good, doesn't it? I'll cook it for you in a bit!"
Ye Yun: "Uh..."
They actually got a hen in return!
She just...
It's not like I'm in postpartum confinement.
"By the way, where's Zhengzi? Why haven't I seen him since this early morning?" Qin Xiang'e asked with a smile as she sharpened her knife to prepare to kill a chicken.
Oh...right!
Ye Yun then realized that she hadn't seen Qin Zheng since she woke up.
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