Inside the small room was a long wooden table with paper, ink, brushes, and inkstones laid out in order. Yan Qiu sat behind the table, writing and registering, while Xing Hui and Wan Xia were on either side of the table distributing items.
Xinghui was in charge of the punching tools, while Wanxia was in charge of polishing the cloth strips.
Zhang Xiaogou took his family's tools and cloth first. His family was small, his sister was getting married to the Fan family at the end of the month, his father was lazy, his mother was sick, and he himself was weak. Even with the three of them working together, they couldn't make much. Compared to other hardworking families, his family was much smaller, so he only took one set of tools.
It was easy to get just one set of tools, so he didn't let his parents come; he rushed over to get it himself.
My father doesn't get along with Uncle Jin and Aunt Shuiqing. In fact, my father doesn't get along well with anyone in the village. This business is only possible because Uncle Jin and Aunt Shuiqing are kind-hearted and didn't hold it against him. He was so excited at home that he shed tears when he finally got this business. He can't let his parents squander it!
He wouldn't let his sister come, but she said she wouldn't collect her own family's gifts; she would collect them for her husband's family!
He had nothing to say about this. He was on high alert the whole way, especially while waiting in line, afraid that his sister would get into a fight with someone and make Aunt Shuiqing dislike them. He was so worried that he finally got his share and was just about to breathe a sigh of relief when his sister started complaining to Wanxia.
He hurriedly grabbed his sister's sleeve and anxiously called out, "Sister! Don't talk nonsense! Wanxia has already been adopted by Aunt Shuiqing. She is Aunt Shuiqing's biological daughter."
Even if she wasn't Aunt Shuiqing's biological daughter, from the villagers' perspective, once she was adopted, she was no longer considered part of the original family!
How could his sister not know? Wouldn't it be ridiculous to say such things in public?
Zhang Chunhua, seething with anger, suddenly yanked her sleeve off Zhang Xiaogou's hand and looked at Wanxia standing by the long table, coldly snorting: "It's just an adoption, do you think the blood flowing in her veins can be replaced?"
She's just seeing how well her second uncle's family is doing and doesn't want to go back to a life of hardship. I won't say anything if you don't want to go back and take care of your parents, but as your own sister-in-law, and the eldest sister-in-law at that, what's wrong with me getting a few more strips of cloth? Do you have to be so condescending?
The line behind Zhang Chunhua stretched from inside the house into the yard, with more and more people continuously joining the queue.
Everyone stood on tiptoe to look inside, hoping to receive theirs soon.
Zhang Chunhua, whose voice was already shrill, deliberately made Wanxia lose face by raising her voice to its maximum volume, so loud that even people who had just entered the courtyard could hear her.
Watching a spectacle is an innate human instinct, and immediately the people behind stopped queuing and crowded into the room, the doorway, and the windows, craning their necks to look inside.
Yan Qiu, who was originally sitting behind the table, stood up when Zhang Chunhua spoke. Seeing that Zhang Xiaogou was pulling her and not only did he not stop, but he became more and more forceful, her originally gentle and kind face gradually turned cold and fierce.
Xinghui is impatient; if Wanxia hadn't held her back, she would have hit Zhang Chunhua on the head with the hole punch!
She looked at Wanxia and said angrily, "Don't pull me, I'll do my own thing, it's none of your business! I just don't like hearing these unreasonable things."
Wanxia whispered in her ear, "Second sister, don't be impulsive, you can't beat her."
Zhang Chunhua looks dark and thin, but she has been doing farm work since she was a child and is quite strong. After all, she is several years older than her second sister, and if her second sister were to fight her, her second sister might not necessarily win!
She could fight alongside her second sister, but even with her, the chances of winning were slim. As for her eldest sister, she simply couldn't bear to see her gentle and kind sister getting into a fight with someone, scratching each other's hair and faces!
Xinghui immediately gave up, looking as listless as a frostbitten eggplant, and stopped charging forward.
She wasn't afraid of a fight, and it didn't matter if she lost, but her older and younger sisters definitely wouldn't stand idly by. She couldn't just be unable to help and drag them down with her.
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