"Big sister..."
Hearing Song Xia's voice from outside, Song Chun quickly wiped away her tears.
"Second sister, I'm going to bed. Is there anything I can help you with?"
"I need to talk to you."
Song Xia didn't say what was wrong and just stood at the door without leaving.
Song Chun couldn't do anything about her, and couldn't bear to see her standing at the door forever.
She lit the oil lamp, put on her shoes, and went to open the door.
The door opened.
Song Xia stared into her eyes and said, "Big sister, I heard you crying just now. I was originally going to talk to you about trying to make down jackets tomorrow."
Song Chun bit her lip and remained silent.
Song Xia pulled her into the house and sat her down, saying, "Are you crying because of what those people are saying, or because of Yuan Song?"
Upon hearing this...
While crying, Song Chun said, "I feel wronged. It's clearly not my fault, but they are all talking about me. What did I do wrong?"
Seeing her say that.
Song Xia followed her words and said, "That's right. You didn't do anything wrong, so why are they saying those things? So, don't cry over these things. Not only will it hurt your health, but people will still talk about you the same way."
Song Chun thought she was immune to the gossip from the outside world.
In fact, it is not possible.
She wiped away her tears and asked Song Xia, "Then what should I do?"
"You should curse anyone who talks nonsense."
After finishing her explanation, Song Xia continued, "If you can't bring yourself to curse, just do what you normally do. When they see you're perfectly fine, their gossip will eventually die down..."
She chatted with Song Chun for a long time before going back to her own courtyard to sleep.
the next day.
Song Xia took out the materials she had bought and started working on the down jacket with Song Chun.
She plans to use animal fur for the outer layer of the down jacket, high-quality silk for the lining, and goose feathers and duck belly feathers as the main filling material.
Since Song Xia wasn't good at embroidery, she was responsible for cutting and stuffing, while Song Chun did all the sewing.
The two worked all day and made two long down jackets.
Song Chun held the clothes in her hands and felt that they were not very heavy. She said to Song Xia, "Second sister, these clothes are so light, will they keep you warm?"
"Give it a try."
Song Xia took it and helped Song Chun put it on.
At first, Song Chun didn't feel anything, but gradually he started to feel so hot that he was sweating profusely.
"I can't take it anymore, it's too hot."
"Is that okay?"
Song Xia raised an eyebrow.
Song Chun nodded repeatedly.
She immediately said, "It's so hot, and these clothes aren't suitable either..."
Song Xia chuckled: "Big sister, the reason you're so hot is because you're wearing so many layers; you haven't taken any off. If you took some off, wouldn't it be just right?"
"That's right."
Song Chun glanced at Song Xia and said, "You didn't even tell me beforehand..."
"I forgot."
Song Xia has truly forgotten.
Song Chun decided to make one for everyone in her family.
Song Xia had no objection.
Besides making one for her family, she also wanted to make one for Jin Beicheng.
That night.
She measured his height and the length of his arms.
Write it down.
The next day, Song Xia had a set made.
Song Chun immediately noticed something was wrong: "Second sister, who is this for? No one in our family is that tall!"
"My beloved".
Song Xia said in a low voice.
"ah…"
Song Chun looked surprised; she never expected to get such an answer.
Who is my second younger sister's sweetheart?
Ji Ying?
Ji Ying seems to be that tall.
but.
Didn't she say before that she didn't like him?
Song Chun was curious, but she didn't ask.
Firstly, she'll find out sooner or later.
Secondly, Song Xia clearly didn't want to talk about it, so why ask her?
Since it was a gift for a sweetheart, it had to be made well. Song Chunguang spent a whole day working on this one piece, and although it only had some simple patterns, it was still quite nice.
Looking at the bamboo embroidery by Song Chun, Song Xia asked, "Big sister, would you like to learn embroidery?"
Song Chun paused for a moment and then waved his hand.
"I... I can't do it..."
Song Xia looked directly at Song Chun and said, "Why not? I think you have a lot of talent. You embroidered so well after only learning a little bit."
Song Chun shook her head as she said, "Embroidery is not that simple. There's a lot to learn, and then there are my hands. My hands are so rough. It's fine for my own family to wear, but where would I sell them?"
Isn't this ruining their business?
We'll see.
They probably wouldn't accept her.
"Hands can be healed."
After hearing what Song Xia said, Song Chun was somewhat tempted.
After the down jackets they made received unanimous praise from their family.
Song Chun wanted to learn even more.
Seeing that she wanted to learn, Song Xia didn't ask her anymore. Instead, she went directly to Ji Ying and asked, "Brother Ji, is there anywhere in our town where I can learn embroidery, with a gentle teacher...?"
"You want to learn?"
Ji Ying asked casually.
Song Xiawei twitched the corner of her mouth and said, "Do you think I look like someone who would learn embroidery? I'm not looking for a teacher for myself, I'm looking for one for my older sister, she wants to learn."
"so."
Ji Ying told Song Xia to come find him in a few days.
Not many days later.
Ji Ying introduced an old woman to Song Xia, saying that she was his grandmother's dowry maid and that her embroidery skills were better than those of ordinary embroiderers.
"This is not right."
Song Xia was a little embarrassed to accept it.
Ji Ying said to her, "You don't consider me a friend."
"Okay, okay, then I won't stand on ceremony with you."
Song Xia took this old woman named Zhang Shuyun home. In the days that followed, Song Xia followed her to learn embroidery every day, and would soak and apply lotion to her hands whenever she had free time.
The down jacket for Jin Beichen.
It was given to him by Song Xia on the eve of the Lunar New Year.
I received a gift from her.
Jin Beichen was overjoyed and reached out to pull her into his arms: "Song Xia, do you know, this is the first time I've received a gift from anyone other than my mother."
His mother was indeed dead, but before she died, she left him everything she had.
"Try them on."
Song Xia didn't want Jin Beichen to be unhappy, so she didn't ask what his mother had given him.
"good!"
Jin Beichen guessed that she was going to give him clothes, but he didn't expect her to give him clothes like this.
He knew these clothes were definitely not ordinary, and in fact they were; wearing this one was warmer than wearing several of his own.
And there were hats too.
The hat can still be removed.
"Song Xia, I really like the gift you gave me, thank you."
He asked Song Xia to wait for him a moment while he went back to get the gift he had prepared.
He had intended to give it to her tomorrow.
I decided to deliver it today.
Seeing that it was a long box, Song Xia couldn't help but be curious about what he had given her.
I opened it and took a look.
Song Xia then realized it was a whip, a fiery red whip.
The texture looks good just by looking at it.
Jin Beichen took it out and said, "From now on, if you want to beat someone up, don't use your hands. Hitting your hands hurts too much. Use this. This hits just as hard as whipping someone."
Song Xia smiled.
"Okay, I'll do as you say."
Taking this opportunity, Jin Beichen said to Song Xia, "Xiaxia, when you come of age, shall we get engaged? After that, you can decide when to get married."
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