Although the second sister-in-law felt somewhat unwilling, she had no choice but to nod in front of Wei Che and Su Huaiyue.
Perhaps this feeling of having her opinions valued is not so bad for her.
As the sun gradually sets, the village women go home one by one to prepare dinner, and the bustling scene under the big tree gradually becomes quiet.
Night falls quietly, and the inky sky is dotted with stars, surging with mystery and tranquility.
The cool breeze is like a gentle hand, gently blowing through the quiet village, bringing the fragrance of grass and trees and the tranquility of distant mountains.
The moonlight poured down from the sky like a silver scarf, sprinkling under the ancient tree that stood like a guard, casting spots of light and shadow from time to time.
Su Huaiyue stood at the door, her figure as straight as a green bamboo.
Her eyes were like a deep pool in the night, gleaming with deep thought.
The breeze blew through her hair, lifting a few strands and making them dance lightly, highlighting her pretty and calm face.
Not far away, the gently swaying lights were like gentle stars in the night sky, illuminating her thoughts.
Although the light was dim, it seemed to ignite a trace of emotion in her heart that had not yet subsided. The conversations with the village women during the day echoed in her mind, and her thoughts came one after another, like the leaves swaying gently in the breeze, quiet and uneasy.
She remembered the simple yet hopeful eyes of the village women, their busy figures day after day, the smiles on their faces and the sorrow hidden between their brows.
In order to create more opportunities for everyone, she was conflicted and had a lot of thoughts in her mind.
As she was thinking, she walked into the house. The rustic wooden door creaked softly, in harmony with the tranquility of the night.
She sat under the lamp, and the soft light shone on her face, as if giving her a layer of gold.
In her hand was the purse that her second sister-in-law had given her last time. It was small and exquisite, like a work of art.
Su Huaiyue gazed at the exquisite embroidery. The colors were bright yet harmonious, the patterns were lifelike, and every stitch and thread showed the skills honed over decades.
A bold idea suddenly occurred to her mind, as if a ray of moonlight had illuminated her heart: "If all these embroideries were made into small purses, perhaps we could open up the market in Dongzhou."
She whispered to herself, her tone revealing a hint of anticipation and determination.
The next morning, the air was still slightly chilly from the night. Su Huaiyue gathered the women of the village early and gathered them again under the big tree bathed in morning light.
She smiled and gazed at these familiar faces, tenderness and trust in her eyes.
The sunlight fell on her, as if covering her with a golden gauze dress.
She said calmly, "Everyone, take a look at this purse and think about it carefully. We can make these embroidered patterns into similar sizes. I will then send them to Wang Susu and let her try to sell them in Dongzhou."
The village women came forward one by one, carefully looking at the purse in her hand, their fingers gently touching the exquisite embroidery, as if touching their own hopes.
There was excitement sparkling in their eyes, like fireworks blooming in the night sky, reflecting their beautiful expectations for the future and their desire for a new life.
Everyone started discussing the matter one after another. Although they were facing new challenges, they were all very excited at the thought that the purses they embroidered could be sold for money.
The second sister-in-law stood aside and listened to Su Huaiyue's words silently.
She was once proud of her embroidery skills, and now a smile appeared on her face when she thought that she could also create a new world through embroidering purses.
She knew in her heart that cooperation was far better than competition at this moment.
That night, under the starlight, Su Huaiyue tossed and turned in bed.
She put on her coat, walked out of the house, and went to the fields to comfort the people who were on duty at night.
The cool night breeze along the way lifted her spirits, and she walked to the edge of the town with ease.
"Wang Lianzhi?"
She saw a flickering candlelight in the distance and the vague figures of several women.
When she approached, she saw that Wang Lianzhi was teaching a few older women how to embroider. Although it was late at night, everyone was still listening attentively.
"Miss Su, why are you here?"
Wang Lianzhi looked up and saw Su Huaiyue. She quickly stood up with a look of surprise on her face.
"I couldn't sleep, so I went out for a walk."
Su Huaiyue smiled gently and said, "Mother Su Su, you have taught well. Everyone has made great progress."
Wang Lianzhi blushed slightly and waved her hand modestly, "No, no, it's just a few basic techniques. Everyone is smart and will master them quickly."
Su Huaiyue nodded, looking at these busy figures, her heart filled with gratitude and relief.
"But why aren't you sleeping yet?"
Su Huaiyue frowned slightly and looked at the women who looked a little tired.
One of the women, Li Sanjie, smiled bitterly and said, "I haven't learned anything yet during the day, and I'm always feeling uneasy. I thought if I could contribute something to our village and earn some pocket money, who would have the nerve to sleep? So I came to bother Sister Lianzhi to teach us."
Others also nodded in agreement, their faces full of anticipation and anxiety, as if they could find new hope in life from this amateur study.
After hearing this, Su Huaiyue felt slightly touched.
These village women were supposed to be doing housework at home, but they studied in the cold wind at night for that meager opportunity.
She knew that this was a different kind of courage and determination.
"It's great that you're thoughtful. But staying healthy is also important. Otherwise, where would you get the energy to earn money?"
She said softly, her eyes lingering on them tenderly.
After bidding farewell to the women who were training late at night, Su Huaiyue walked into the fields, feeling the cool night breeze.
At this moment, she vaguely saw several villagers on night watch trying to keep their eyes open, their fatigue obvious.
"Miss Su, these night shifts are really exhausting."
One of the men smiled stiffly and yawned loudly.
Heartbroken by their difficulties, Su Huaiyue's eyes turned and she came up with a plan: "Wait a minute, I'll be back soon."
Soon, she dug out some coffee and a deck of old playing cards from the space where she hid the miscellaneous items.
She handed them the coffee: "Drink it. Don't think it's bitter, it will make you feel refreshed after drinking it."
Several villagers took it suspiciously, looked at each other, and reluctantly took a sip. They were immediately choked by the bitter taste: "Miss Su, this sounds like medicine!"
She couldn't help laughing. "It's a bit bitter, but it's refreshing. I won't feel sleepy after drinking it. Besides, there's no other way."
There was no choice but for the men to drink it despite muttering to themselves.
After a while, they were surprised to find that after the bitterness, there was actually a wonderful fragrance.
Su Huaiyue leaned against the wooden shed, watching the villagers cheer up, feeling deeply moved, and then placed the poker in his hand on the table.
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