Seeing that the sun was about at the height for cooking at noon, Liu Xinghua put away her needlework, said goodbye to Grandma Zhao, got up and left, going home to make lunch. Grandma Zhao asked her to walk slower, put away the basket, and got up to cook.
Liu Xinghua got home, washed the rice and poured it into the pot. She covered the pot and just sat behind the stove to light the fire when she suddenly saw Fang the matchmaker appear outside the door.
When matchmaker Fang saw Liu Xinghua was at home, she walked into the house without any politeness and started to say, "Hey, what's going on between Xiao Wuzi and the girl from the Xie family? They were talking well and were ready to get engaged, right? Why did they suddenly quarrel?"
After this happened, Liu Xinghua was no longer enthusiastic about the matchmaker, and she was even unwilling to get up to serve her food or drinks.
She just looked at the flames at the bottom of the stove, her expression and tone were indifferent, and she said: "You are their matchmaker, how did they quarrel, and you come to ask me? You said sesame seeds are watermelons, what do you think is going on?"
She was not embarrassed to be embarrassed, but Matchmaker Fang stopped playing dumb. She smiled, sat down and said, "Then I am here for Xiao Wuzi's marriage, right? The girl from the Xie family is really good. From her looks to her character, she is not one in a million, but she is one in a hundred."
She acted as a matchmaker not because she was keen on finding a good match or wanting to bring good luck, but because of her mouth. You can eat good food when traveling between the two places. If the marriage is successful, you can get more good things to bring home, even wine and meat.
So whenever she acted as a matchmaker, she would be cunning and only say things that people would like to hear. She didn't mind turning a sesame seed into a watermelon, as long as it could work out. After all, the two of them wouldn't have met much before they got married, and it was mainly she who brought them together.
She doesn't really care about being blamed by others in the future.
Now that the Ruan family's affairs could no longer be concealed, she was first blamed by the Xie family. Despite this, the Xie family was still willing to do this marriage, but they wanted to add some conditions, so they asked her to come and run errands and have a serious talk with Ruan Zhigao and Liu Xinghua.
Ruan Changsheng and Xie Tao got angry and said they would not discuss the matter anymore, which meant that it could not be settled seriously.
Liu Xinghua no longer considered the Xie family and only said, "Yes, it's good, but it's a pity that our little Wuzi is not worthy of them!"
Matchmaker Fang smiled and said, "I think the two of them are a perfect match, a match made in heaven!"
Liu Xinghua sneered, "If you have something to say, just say it directly. You can't come here to apologize to me, right?"
In this case, matchmaker Fang did not beat around the bush and looked at Liu Xinghua and said, "Then I will say it directly. The Xie family is still willing to marry you. Both the Xie family's parents and that girl are optimistic about your little Wuzi. But now there is one condition. You have to send Cuizhi back to her husband's family, and then everything will go smoothly."
Liu Xinghua had heard these words from Ruan Changsheng before, and she couldn't help getting angry when she heard them again.
She sneered again, with an impolite expression and tone, and said directly to the matchmaker: "We don't want to discuss this matter. There is no room for negotiation. Forget it. Our little Wuzi will never find a partner in this life, and there is no way he will send his third sister back to her husband's family."
Matchmaker Fang was patient and said, "Think about it again."
Liu Xinghua said directly: "Don't think about it!"
The smile on Matchmaker Fang's face was about to fade away. She was always eloquent and wanted to continue trying to persuade Liu Xinghua. But Liu Xinghua didn't want to listen anymore. She looked at her and said, "Don't say anything. I don't want to talk about this anymore."
Matchmaker Fang smiled stiffly. Seeing that Liu Xinghua really couldn't be persuaded, she stood up and said, "Okay, then I'll go to the Xie family and persuade them again. If they are willing, there is still hope. If they are not willing..."
Liu Xinghua helped her add: "Then forget it!"
Matchmaker Fang laughed dryly and turned to go out, but the smile on her face disappeared when she got outside.
As she walked, she muttered, "If this doesn't work, wouldn't my trip back and forth be in vain?"
So she gathered her energy and walked thirty miles along the mountain road to the Xie family to persuade them again.
As a result, the Xie family became even more stubborn and refused to budge at all, saying, "I will never agree unless you send me away!"
Matchmaker Fang was so exhausted and angry that she didn't have the energy to run anymore. Seeing that neither family was willing to give in, she felt that this matchmaking was not worth it, so she said to the Xie family: "If that's the case, I think we should just forget about it."
Xie Jia was also very angry and just said, "No, that's all!"
The Ruan family refused to make concessions when marrying off their daughter-in-law, so how can we ask them to make concessions when marrying off their daughter? There is no such thing in the world!
Their daughter will have no trouble finding a husband, but Ruan Changsheng has a divorced sister as a burden, so it's not easy for him to find a wife!
Since Matchmaker Fang gave up on this marriage and decided not to run away, the matter naturally ended.
Seeing that Fang the matchmaker was unreliable, Liu Xinghua no longer entrusted Ruan Changsheng's marriage to her. She planned to find another matchmaker to arrange a marriage for Ruan Changsheng, but since she had just gotten married, she was not in a hurry and planned to wait two months.
But before even a week had passed, the news of Ruan Changsheng's failed engagement spread throughout the village.
People talked about all kinds of things, but the main topic still focused on Ruan Cuizhi.
So the matter of her abandoning her four children and getting a divorce was brought up again, and now it was not just the mistake of abandoning her husband and children, but it also affected the marriage of her younger brother Ruan Changsheng.
Some people say that if Ruan Changsheng can't get married in this life, it's all because of his sister.
Seeing that she still refused to go back to her husband's family even after this, naturally some people said that she was too selfish, only caring about her own comfort, not caring about the life or death of her children, nor the future of her own brother, and she ruined two families by herself.
Of course, gossip is still not said in person, it is all gossiped in private.
Ruan Cuizhi got up early every day and went to the old tailor's house with Ruan Xi, taking care of the old tailor until he went to bed. She had no time or energy to take care of other things. She couldn't hear these words, and Liu Xinghua naturally didn't tell her.
Ruan Changsheng's marriage did not go through, and Liu Xinghua only told Ruan Cuizhi that their personalities were not compatible.
Ruan Cuizhi didn't think much about it and still went out early and came back late with Ruan Xi every day.
Early spring has passed, and the weather in April is the most pleasant, with warm breezes blowing on your face, grass growing, birds flying, and lush greenery everywhere in the mountains.
The old tailor was old, and without any treatment, it was very difficult for the bone injury to heal. But he did not lie paralyzed in bed. He stayed there for half a month and then stopped and got up on time every day.
Of course, he doesn't move much. If he doesn't lie in bed, he will lie in the rocking chair.
Before he fell, although his movements were a little slow, he could still sit down in front of the sewing machine and operate the machine to make clothes. Now he can't do that at all. It is very difficult for him to take care of himself every day.
In most cases, someone still needs to be there to take care of him.
He couldn't move. The tailor shop was now entirely under the control of Ruan Xi. She was the one who did all the work and everyone trusted her now. Ruan Cuizhi helped with the work while learning, and also helped with taking care of the old tailor, washing clothes, cooking, etc.
The only thing the old tailor still did was to draw the pattern on paper according to the measurements.
In fact, he also found it very difficult to draw on paper, so in the past month, whenever he felt a little better during the day, he would call Ruan Xi to his side to teach her how to draw on paper.
Different clothes have different styles, and there were actually very few styles of clothes in the 1970s. Apart from the differences in fabric and color, the styles of women's jackets and trousers are almost the same, with the only special feature being the sweetheart neckline.
The remaining more fashionable ones are uniform styles and military styles, and men's clothing also includes Zhongshan suits.
But the old tailor taught Ruan Xi more than just these. She also taught her how to draw skirts and dresses, various styles of fashionable shirts, some special wedding gowns, and even taught her how to draw cheongsams of different styles.
Ruan Xi was with the old tailor every day and could feel that his strength was declining day by day.
Especially after the fall, I aged faster and faster. Not only did it become difficult for me to walk, but even my hands were shaking when I used chopsticks to eat.
So when they ate again, Ruan Xi replaced the old tailor's cutlery with a spoon.
The weather is getting warmer and the days are getting longer.
After dinner, it was still light outside. The old tailor put down the spoon in his hand and, with the support of Ruan Xi and Ruan Cuizhi, went down to sit on the rocking chair in the yard. After sitting down, I touched my big breast and a layer of glow covered my face.
Ruan Xi and Ruan Cuizhi went to the kitchen to wash the pots and bowls, and then poured water into the pot and boiled some hot water.
The old tailor didn't like to be disturbed, so Ruan Xi and Ruan Cuizhi went to the main room and sat at the sewing machine to busy themselves.
When it got dark, I heard a whistle and looked up to see Ruan Changsheng coming towards me.
Recently, Ruan Changsheng comes here every few days, not to play, but to help the old tailor take a bath.
The old tailor is in very poor health now. It is impossible for him to take a bath by himself. He needs help from others.
Of course Ruan Changsheng came here with good intentions, not on his own initiative, but because Ruan Xi asked him to come.
He walked in whistling, and instead of going into the main room, he walked directly to the old tailor, rubbed Da Mi's head with his hand, looked at him and said, "Hey, old man, I'm here to give you a bath again."
The old man closed his eyes and snorted, saying, "I don't want to take a shower, you can go back." Who is he calling old man?
Ruan Changsheng laughed unceremoniously, "What's wrong? Are you uncomfortable with my service?"
The old tailor still closed his eyes, "Don't think I don't know, you are just thinking about the food in my cupboard."
Ruan Changsheng laughed out loud, "Of course, you're not senile yet."
The old tailor was too lazy to pay attention to him, so he closed his eyes and said nothing.
Ruan Xi and Ruan Cuizhi looked outside from the main room for a while but did not come out immediately.
Seeing that the old tailor no longer paid attention to him, Ruan Changsheng naturally went back to the main room and asked Ruan Cuizhi: "Will you wash tonight?"
Ruan Cuizhi said, "He's taking a shower. The hot water is ready. Don't worry. Let him rest for a while."
Ruan Changsheng reached directly into Ruan Xi's pocket to take out the key. Ruan Xi was unable to defend himself and had no time to dodge before he took the key away. Ruan Changsheng took the key and went straight to open the cabinet door, then took out an egg cake and stuffed it directly into his mouth.
Ruan Xi took a breath and looked at him, then looked at Ruan Cuizhi, and said, "You don't even take care of your brother."
Ruan Cuizhi laughed and said, "He's grown up now, I can't control him anymore."
Ruan Changsheng stuffed a mouthful of egg cake, locked the cabinet and put the key back into Ruan Xi's pocket. He looked at Ruan Cuizhi and Ruan Xi and said, "Where does this old man get his blessing from? He has no children, and there are still people to take care of him when he is old."
Ruan Cuizhi glanced at him and continued, "This is what it means to be a person with one fate."
Ruan Changsheng almost choked to death when he swallowed the egg cake in his mouth.
Ruan Xi reached out and patted him on the back twice, then went to the table and poured him a bowl of water while smiling.
Ruan Changsheng felt better after drinking the water and even burped.
Seeing that the sky was getting darker, Ruan Cuizhi and Ruan Xi went to get a bath tub, put it in the house and filled it with half a bucket of hot water. Then they helped Ruan Changsheng and the old tailor to go into the house to take a bath.
While Ruan Changsheng was helping the old tailor take a bath, Ruan Cuizhi and Ruan Xi were waiting in the yard.
After Ruan Changsheng helped the old tailor finish his bath and put him to bed, Ruan Cuizhi and Ruan Xi cleaned up the house inside and out, made it spotless, said goodbye to the old tailor, locked the door, and went home.
When he left, Ruan Changsheng also said, "Old man, I'm leaving now. I'll come back in a few days to help you take a bath."
The old tailor's most common method when facing Ruan Changsheng was to close his eyes and remain silent.
When he heard footsteps approaching the gate in the distance, and then the sound of the door being locked, he knew he was the only one left in the house in the darkness. He could no longer endure the pain in his body, and hummed loudly.
He seldom groans during the day. He endures the pain no matter where it is. When he is really in pain, he just takes a deep breath.
He didn't want Ruan Xi and Ruan Cuizhi to hear it, and he didn't want to get any more attention.
At the end of his life, he was already very content to have Ruan Cuizhi and Ruan Xi treating him like they were doing now.
Of course, there was also the bad boy who came to help him take a bath from time to time.
The night outside was as dark as ink. The boy, holding a flashlight, walked on the mountain road home with Ruan Cuizhi and Ruan Xi.
Ruan Cuizhi asked him, "Has mom found a matchmaker for you recently?"
Ruan Changsheng himself was not in a hurry about this matter, he just said: "Even if she asks me to go, I won't go. It's meaningless. I plan to find time to go by myself. These days, people in the city are into free love, so I'll have a free love too and have some fun."
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Ruan Xi: "Is it romantic?"
Ruan Changsheng: "It's all the same, as long as you understand what I mean."
Ruan Cuizhi looked at him and smiled, "Can you do it?"
Ruan Changsheng said: "Why can't I? I am your brother, a handsome man, charming and charming, and there are many people who like me."
Ruan Xi, who was listening nearby, laughed again.
Ruan Changsheng turned around and looked at her, "Why? Am I not better than that little idiot?"
What does this have to do with the little fool?
No, what does this have to do with Ling Yao?
Ruan Xi looked at him, "Why are you competing with him? He is only fourteen years old, still a child."
Ruan Changsheng thought about it and it made sense. He was a grown man, how could he compare himself with a child?
Ruan Cuizhi listened nearby and laughed the whole time. She felt that such slow and warm days, the days when the family played and quarreled together, would never get boring even if they lived a poor life.
After Ruan Xi and Ruan Changsheng finished talking, she asked again: "What happened to that girl before? Are their personalities incompatible?"
Speaking of Xie Tao, Ruan Changsheng cleared his throat and said half-truthfully, "I thought she was pretty when we first met. She was pretty and looked comfortable. But after a few interactions, I realized we were not good enough. We just couldn't get along. It's not that she's a bad person, it's just that we just can't get along. People are just like that sometimes. If we can't get along, we just can't get along."
Ruan Cuizhi thought of the days she and Liu Xiong had spent together, took a deep breath and said, "If you can't get along, forget it. There's no need to force yourself to be together. You can separate even if you're not engaged. When you get married and live together, you still have to find someone with the same temperament and personality, otherwise it will be painful."
Ruan Changsheng nodded, "I'll find it myself this time."
The three of them talked all the way back home. After arriving home, they went to Ruan Zhigao and Liu Xinghua's room, sat under the oil lamp and chatted with the two old people. Then they took turns washing up and went to bed.
The next morning, he woke up when he heard the rooster crowed, washed up, and went to the old tailor's house.
There are not many families making clothes in the mountains during this month. Only when there is something going on at home, like a wedding, will they come to ask a tailor to make clothes. For some remaining clothes that need to be altered, they will come directly with the clothes, and after they are done you just need to pay the wages and take them away.
And now when someone comes to hire a tailor, the one they ask is the young tailor Ruan Xi.
The old tailor, who has been operating a sewing machine for most of his life, is now unable to make clothes or even draw patterns on paper. He lay at home every day, holding on to his breath, watching the sunrise and sunset, until the light in his eyes gradually faded.
My hands were shaking more and more while eating, and I even seemed to have no strength to touch my breasts.
But he did not feel lonely every day, because Ruan Xi and Ruan Cuizhi would come very early in the morning, and shortly after lunch, Ruan Jie and Ling Yao would come again and sit in the yard with Ruan Xi to read and study.
The old tailor has been very generous recently and asked Ruan Xi to take out the paper and pencils he had saved and share them with Ruan Jie and Ling Yao.
Ruan Jie and Ling Yao were reluctant to use it and most of the time they just wrote and calculated on the ground.
I only use paper and pen when I want to practice calligraphy or when it is necessary.
Ruan Cuizhi watched the three people studying at the beginning, and later when she had nothing to do, she would come over to study with them. She relearned many Chinese characters that she had forgotten long ago, and also memorized a lot of ancient poems.
She went to school for a few years when she was a child, and she studied very hard, so it is easy for her to consolidate what she learned now.
Before the divorce, she felt that she was already old enough in her thirties, and the rest of her life would be spent watching her children grow up, get married and have children.
But now, being with Ruan Xi and her group of kids every day, she unexpectedly feels like she has become ten years younger without realizing it. She learns how to make clothes and gains new knowledge every day. She feels fulfilled and down-to-earth, as if she has been reborn.
Sometimes she even felt that the past thirty years had been wasted and she had no idea what she was doing.
If she had been worried about the decisions she made before, she is now grateful.
I am grateful that I can experience another kind of life and don’t have to be immersed in misery every day.
The days you like pass quickly. Many evenings Ruan Cuizhi would sigh - the sun has set again.
In the past, she always wished that time would go faster and faster and that her children would grow up faster. And now, she wishes time would go slower and slower. She wants to learn more and spend more time with more people.
As the sun rises and sets, her tailoring skills improve and her life becomes more fulfilling.
In the midsummer of July, the sun above our heads is as hot as a fireball.
Ruan Xi's life remains the same as yesterday, with not much change. Most of the time was spent in the tailor shop teaching Ruan Cuizhi skills, taking care of the old tailor, learning from Ruan Jie Lingyao, and taking on some clothing alterations.
Now Ruan Cuizhi's craftsmanship is very good. Except for the layout drawing, she does other work like operating the machine and manual work very well. There is basically no problem in modifying clothes and pants on a daily basis.
The little time that Ruan Xi had left was spent making clothes for people at their homes.
When she went to people's homes to make clothes, Ruan Cuizhi would stay in the tailor shop to help take care of the old tailor.
After the old tailor stopped going out due to health reasons, the name of the young tailor Ruanxi became more and more famous in the mountains.
In addition to the increasingly famous reputation of the little tailor, Ruan Cuizhi's increasingly sophisticated craftsmanship, and the increasing amount of knowledge accumulated in Ruan Jie's mind, the only obvious change was the old tailor's body.
When everything was changing for the better little by little, and his heart was filled with hope, only his body was heading in the wrong direction, uncontrollably getting worse and worse, day by day.
Ling Yao would often bring Zhou Xueyun to see him, but it didn't have any substantial effect.
The old tailor himself was very calm, as if he had already let go of everything.
It rains a lot in summer, sometimes it comes suddenly and sometimes it brews all day.
That day, there were dark clouds for a long time but no rain fell. Suddenly, there was a loud thunder at night and raindrops as big as beans fell.
Ruan Xi was sleeping soundly when he was awakened by thunder and never fell asleep again.
It was dark inside the house, thunder was rumbling outside, and lightning flashed across the night sky again and again, illuminating the roof.
Ruan Xi couldn't sleep so she just gave up. She got up and left the room, moved some small stools and sat at the door, watching the heavy rain outside. She would stretch out her feet in straw sandals to catch the cold rain.
The raindrops gradually became smaller, and Ruan Cuizhi was the first one to get up in the house. She left the room and saw Ruan Xi sitting at the door with her long black hair uncombed. She raised her hand and yawned and asked her, "Why are you up so early?"
Ruan Xi looked back at her and said, "The thunder was too loud and I couldn't sleep."
Ruan Cuizhi yawned again, "I was woken up several times, and it seemed to be raining heavily at night."
Ruan Xi nodded, "It has shrunk now."
Ruan Cuizhi went to fetch water to wash up, "There are many thunderstorms in summer."
While she was washing, Ruan Xi went into the house to comb her hair, braided it, and came out to wash. Together with Ruan Cuizhi, who had also packed up, they found the tattered colored cloth and bamboo hat at home, put them on, and went to the old tailor's house.
Although the mountain road was difficult to walk on because of the rain, and the rain had not even stopped, we had to go to the old tailor's house.
While walking on the mountain path, wearing a waterproof colored striped cloth and a bamboo hat, Ruan Xi couldn't help but take a deep breath.
Ruan Cuizhi noticed that she was unusual today, so she asked with concern: "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
Ruan Xi took another deep breath and said, "I don't know. I can't describe the feeling. I feel uncomfortable."
This is how she felt after being woken up by thunder in the middle of the night. She always felt like something was wrong and felt empty and uncomfortable, but she couldn't tell why, so she didn't sleep for the rest of the night.
Ruan Cuizhi looked at her and asked, "Is it because you didn't sleep well?"
Ruan Xi thought about it, "Maybe?"
Ruan Cuizhi: "Then when you get to the tailor shop, you can take a nap and have a rest."
Ruan Xi nodded and took a deep breath, "Okay."
In order to avoid slipping, the two walked very slowly and carefully along the way. When she arrived at the old tailor's house and opened the door into the yard, Ruan Cuizhi went straight to the kitchen as usual, took off her bamboo hat and waterproof colored striped cloth, and started washing rice and making breakfast.
Ruan Xi went to the main room and took off the bamboo hat on his head and the colorful cloth on his body at the door.
She shook the water off the bamboo hat and the striped cloth and put them aside, shouting, "Master, are you awake?"
The old tailor didn't respond. She turned around, pushed the door open and went into the house. Just as she reached the door of the inner room, she was so scared that her eyes widened instantly - the old tailor had fallen in front of the bed and was lying on the ground dying.
Ruan Xi screamed, "Third Aunt! Come quickly!"
After shouting this, she hurried into the room to pull up the old tailor. Ruan Cuizhi heard the sound and ran in hurriedly. Her brows were immediately furrowed. She hurried into the room to help Ruan Xi pull up the old tailor and help him onto the bed.
Seeing the old tailor's state, Ruan Xi was obviously panicking, and kept asking him: "Master, what are you doing? Are you going to the toilet? Don't you have the habit of getting up at night? Or do you want to drink water? Or eat something?"
The old tailor held his breath with his eyelids drooping, looking at Ruan Xi with his mouth open but no words came out.
When Ruan Cuizhi saw the old tailor like this, her face turned extremely ugly.
Ruan Xi read a very bad signal in Ruan Cuizhi's eyes, so her heart beat faster unconsciously, and her voice trembled a little. She stood up and said, "Fourth Aunt, please take care of my master. I'll go find Doctor Zhou."
But before she could take a step, the old tailor grabbed her hand.
Ruan Xi endured the discomfort in her heart, the trembling in her emotions and voice, and the tears in her eyes. She looked at the old tailor and said in a soft voice, "Master, please bear with it for a while. I will go find Doctor Zhou for you and he will be here soon."
The old tailor shook his head and squeezed out a voice: "I have lived for another half a year, that's enough..."
He always felt that he was destined to die on the first day of the new year, and living another half year was a gift from God. Recently, he has been experiencing more and more pains in his body. Every night he goes to bed and groans in pain until midnight. He can't sleep for more than a few hours and can no longer hold on.
Hearing him say that, Ruan Xi felt even more upset. She could only frown and bite her lips to prevent the tears from falling.
Then the old tailor looked at her and squeezed out another sentence: "Go... call Secretary Wang... ask him to bring a few more people..."
Ruan Xi sniffed, and without much hesitation, turned around and ran out of the main house, ran into the rain, and ran to Secretary Wang's house in the rain and mud.
When she got to the door, she raised her hand and knocked hard, her voice mixed with the raindrops: "Secretary Wang!"
Secretary Wang heard the noise and came to open the door. She didn't have time to wipe the rain off her face. She sniffed and said immediately, "Secretary Wang, my master is dying. He asked you to bring some people over. Go now."
When Secretary Wang heard this, his expression froze. He no longer cared about anything else and hurried to the village to find a few more village cadres. He and Ruan Xi went to the old tailor's house together. When we returned, the rain had stopped, but the sky was still gray.
Ruan Xi brought Secretary Wang and several cadres to the old tailor's home. After entering the house, she went straight to his bedside, wiped her face carelessly, sniffed, looked at him and said, "Master, I called Secretary Wang to you."
The old tailor slowly opened his eyes, glanced at Secretary Wang and several cadres, but said nothing.
His movements became more strenuous, and he raised his hand to point at the camphorwood box in the room, "Key..."
Ruan Cuizhi understood what he meant and hurriedly opened the camphorwood box and took out a bunch of keys from it.
She handed the key to the old tailor and stood aside without saying anything else.
The old tailor looked at Ruan Xi, put the key in her hand with shaking hands, then looked up at Secretary Wang and said slowly: "Please bear witness for me... As long as it is my personal belongings... the house... the yard... the sewing machine... the land... all give it to my apprentice... to... Ruan Xi..."
Ruan Xi looked at the key in her hand, tears unknowingly rolling out of her eyes, falling drop by drop on the washed blue plaid bed sheet.
Secretary Wang spoke from behind her: "Don't worry."
The old tailor was relieved. He looked at Ruan Xi again and whispered slowly, "Xixi... this shop... is left to you..."
Ruan Xi could no longer hold back her tears, and they burst out, instantly wetting her entire face.
She grabbed the old tailor's hand, rested her forehead on the back of his hand, and cried so hard that her whole shoulders were shaking.
She cried so hard that she couldn't speak. After a long while, she choked up and called out, "Master..."
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