Chapter 48 A letter from my hometown...
For the rest of the day, Cui Dani and her daughter Miya were busy weaving at home.
After five days of hard work, we finally wove a piece of cloth that was 5 meters long and 1.2 meters wide.
Cui Dani stroked the slightly rough linen in her hand, nodding her head repeatedly, her words filled with undisguised praise.
"Miya, you learned this so quickly. This material is light and thin, perfect for summer. I'll wash it for you, it'll be soft and supple, and you'll be able to wear it next summer."
No matter what kind of material it is, as long as it's fabric, there's no one these days who doesn't like it.
I've heard that some families only have one or two sets of clothes that can be worn when going out, and whoever goes out wears them.
The Ren family wasn't in such dire straits, but their clothes were still patched. Since the villagers didn't have cloth coupons, they all used the cloth coupons that Ren Qingsong sent home to buy fabric to make their clothes.
When Miya heard that she was to have clothes made for her, she quickly waved her hand and refused.
"Mom, I have plenty of clothes. As soon as I arrived at the army camp, my third brother bought me a lot of clothes, enough for me to wear for a very long time."
"You can never have too many clothes," Cui Dani said, her smile deepening.
The two of them pushed each other back and forth, and finally decided to weave all the hemp threads into cloth first.
Then each of the three family members wore one set, and the rest were sent back to their hometown so that their family members could also wear the fabric that the two of them had woven by hand.
In the midst of his busy schedule, Ren Qingsong brought home a telegram.
He walked quickly toward his mother and handed her the telegram. "Mother, a letter from our hometown. Please take a look."
Ren Qingsong's eagerness couldn't be hidden from his elderly mother, Cui Dani. Her heart tightened involuntarily, but when she looked down, a happy smile immediately bloomed on her face.
"Oh dear! Your second sister-in-law is pregnant."
The sudden surprise left Cui Dani at a loss. Her second son had been married for many years without children, which had always been a worry for her. Now she could finally rest easy.
Before she could calm down, Cui Dani suddenly became agitated.
"No, no, Third Brother, I'm afraid I can't stay here with you and Miya. There are many people back home, and your eldest sister-in-law probably can't take care of the child by herself. If she also has to take care of your second sister-in-law and the new mother, it will be even more difficult. I have to go home."
Upon hearing this, Miya and Ren Qingsong looked reluctant to part.
Miya was reluctant to part with her beloved "mother," and Ren Qingsong felt sorry for his mother's exhaustion. However, the current custom is for the husband's family to take care of the postpartum period, and what his mother said made sense.
After their initial reluctance, both of them knew clearly that Cui Dani's departure was unstoppable.
For a moment, Miya even wanted to go back to her hometown with her mother, but when she thought that her hometown was similar to the old village, with all sorts of rumors flying around, she became a little scared.
Before she could even speak, Cui Dani had already composed herself and started making arrangements.
"Miya, just stay here and try your best to get your elementary school graduation certificate. The organization will help you with your personal issues."
As soon as she finished speaking, Cui Dani felt a tense gaze coming from the other side.
She couldn't help but straighten her back even more; the mute and the stubborn deserved this torment.
Ren Qingsong was worried that his mother would continue to say something ambiguous, so he quickly spoke up.
First, I asked Miya for her opinion: "Miya, I'm thinking of having Mom take some of the extra grain home with her. What do you think?"
"Of course, my mother put in a lot of effort during the harvest. I'm often the only one at home, and we can't possibly finish all the food. If there were rats in the house or the grain got infested with insects, that would be terrible."
Miya wanted her mother to take more than just these things; the most important thing, of course, was the fabric.
She pulled out the linen she had just neatly arranged. "Mother, the cloth we were planning to weave for everyone in our hometown to have a set of clothes is now too late."
“Take all of these back with you. It just so happens that Second Sister-in-law needs a lot of cloth when she gives birth. If we don’t have enough, I’ll go and cut some more ramie.”
Seeing the two of them like this, Cui Dani's heart softened completely.
She firmly pressed down on Miya's restless hands and gently soothed her, "No need, no need, this much material is enough. It's too dangerous for you to go up the mountain alone. Mother will take some."
As they were talking, Cui Dani noticed Miya's disapproving expression and immediately said helplessly:
"You two only thought about how much stuff to bring back to your hometown, but you didn't think about how an old man like me could carry so much stuff on and off the train."
“Mother, when you leave, I will apply for a vehicle from the military camp to take you there, and at the same time, I will inform Father and my eldest brother to pick you up at the train station early.”
No matter what Cui Dani said, even after she had talked herself hoarse, Miya and Ren Qingsong insisted on their own ideas.
When it came time to pack, the five large bags of luggage were overwhelming.
The day before his departure, Ren Qingsong went to the telegraph office to send a telegram back home, informing his mother of the specific train number and arrival time, and urging his family to pick him up on time.
The next morning, amidst the reluctant gazes of Mia and Liu Limei's family, Cui Dani got into the car and drove towards the city.
They only looked away when the car's rear end disappeared from sight.
Seeing Miya's disappointed look, Liu Limei couldn't help but comfort her, "Your aunt's return to her hometown is a 'triumphant homecoming,' so don't worry about it."
Erni couldn't help but complain when she heard her mother use the idiom, "Mom, you can't use 'returning home in glory' like that!"
"Who cares?" Liu Limei waved her hand dismissively, continuing to soothe Miya's dejected mood.
Not wanting to worry anyone, Miya forced a smile and said, "Don't worry, Sister Liu. I'm just feeling a little out of sorts. I'm going home to do my homework now."
“Go ahead, go ahead,” Liu Limei nodded, watching Miya run up the mountain and couldn’t help but sigh, “Miya really loves to learn.”
The next second, he turned to look at his two children who were studying at home.
Erni doesn't need her to worry about her; she loves studying and gets excellent grades on her own.
The thought that tomorrow is Monday and there will be classes immediately made him roar like a lion, demanding, "Zhou Jianjun, have you done the homework the teacher asked for!"
The moment the eldest child heard the word "homework," it was like a demonic piercing his ears; he covered his ears and ran home.
Without needing to be told, Liu Limei knew what was going on. She immediately chased after the child, raising her right hand high to slap him.
Miya was oblivious to the commotion down the mountain. Looking at her home, where she was all alone, she felt empty inside and could only do something to soothe her hollow heart.
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