Aunt Luo held Zhao Xiaolan's arm, becoming happier the more she looked at her. They were about the same age, only a few years younger than her, but Zhao Xiaolan was in much worse condition.
Her skin was dark and rough, and her figure was round and plump, with the flesh on her stomach drooping. In contrast, Elaine Chao's skin was whiter and smoother than before. Perhaps because she had no worries, there were hardly any wrinkles on her face, except for a few crow's feet at the corners of her eyes when she smiled.
"If you two stood together, people would think you were sisters!" Aunt Luo joked with a smile.
However, she thought about how her eldest grandson was already six years old and she was nearly fifty. What was the point of comparing? Everyone has their own way of living, and every family's joys and sorrows are different.
After exchanging pleasantries, Lu Wanqing explained the purpose of her visit: she wanted to make a summer outfit for Lin Ye and her mother-in-law, each using fabrics of three different colors.
“No problem, you leave it here. I’ll try to finish it within half a month. Kunkun is too noisy, I can only work when he’s sleeping.” Aunt Luo readily agreed.
She couldn't help but take a closer look at Lin Ye's new wife. She had a pair of large almond-shaped eyes that looked like they were filled with water, and she spoke softly and gently, like a virtuous wife and loving mother.
I was worried that Elaine Chao would be bullied by city wives, but it turns out they get along very well!
A few people were chatting in the open courtyard. Zhou Ling passed by the path by the gate, overheard their conversation, and puffed out her chest.
Today she was wearing a bright red dress, her hair was tied up high with a red ribbon, and she had applied powder to her face. She thought she looked very beautiful.
"Aunt Luo, you're home!" she greeted Aunt Luo. "Aunt Luo, you're a tailor, look at my dress, isn't it beautiful? I had it made in the county town for 6 yuan, isn't it gorgeous!"
She then spun around twice.
Aunt Luo was always all smiles and polite to everyone, nodding hastily in response: "That's great. Young lady, don't turn around, the road's too narrow, be careful not to fall into the ditch, my grandson..."
Before she could finish speaking, Zhou Ling slipped and fell face-first to the ground, one side of her body on the road and the other in the ditch.
I wanted to show off, but the ground was so slippery. Even though there was nothing under my feet, it felt soft and squishy inside my lambskin shoes, like something was crawling around inside.
An ominous premonition spread through her, and she slowly turned her head in terror to look at her feet...
A huge field mouse was burrowing around on her feet...
Ah~
Zhou Ling screamed and scrambled to her feet, kicking wildly. Her skirt was half dry and half wet, her face half white and half black, making her look incredibly comical. The people working nearby couldn't help but laugh so hard they couldn't stand up straight.
How embarrassing! Why is she always so unlucky whenever she runs into Lu Wanqing!
She glared at Lu Wanqing resentfully, only to find that Lu Wanqing didn't bother to laugh at her at all. Instead, she took out a can of malted milk powder from her bag and handed it to Luo Shen, saying it was payment for making the clothes.
"Hmph~ You're really generous. Wait until your family finds out about your shameful deeds, then they'll send you things again!"
Zhou Ling hardened her heart. As she was about to leave, her eyes darted around, and she said to Lu Wanqing:
"Some people are still chatting here, completely unaware that their own men are flirting with other educated youth!"
The seemingly random sentence made Lu Wanqing's eyebrows twitch slightly.
Lin Ye is so innocent, how could he possibly do something like flirting!
Zhou Ling is trying to sow discord!
Although I knew she said it on purpose, I still felt uneasy. I quickly handed the design to Aunt Luo, said goodbye, and rushed home.
She decided to go home and make a pot of mung bean soup before going to visit the worker.
After returning home, she had Snowball play with her mother-in-law while she went to the space villa, quickly made a pot of mung bean soup, served it in an earthenware pot, and left the space with a smile.
"Snowball, stay home and keep an eye on things, and take good care of my mother," Lu Wanqing instructed.
Before setting off, I tidied myself up one last time.
She asked around and found the field where Lin Ye was working, and carefully walked along the ridge.
Lin Ye was backing away from her. Under a large tree not far from him, several people were sitting and enjoying the shade, fanning themselves with straw hats.
There were no educated youths at all; Zhou Ling was definitely trying to sow discord...
She smiled faintly, holding the earthenware pot, and tiptoed closer, wanting to surprise him...
To everyone's surprise, Lin Ye's ears twitched, and he quickly turned around, glaring at her and shouting, "I told you not to..."
Before she could finish speaking, she realized it was Lu Wanqing. Startled by his scolding, she staggered to her feet, her cheeks puffed out, her large, bright eyes shimmering with tears, her face full of grievance.
"Wanqing, it's you. I thought it was still that Li Zhiqing." Lin Ye suppressed his violent temper, and his eyes immediately softened.
Lu Wanqing was a little confused. Judging from this, Li Yulan was indeed here just now.
"I've brought you some mung bean soup!" For some reason, she felt a little down.
Lin Ye quickly washed his hands, dried them with the towel draped around his neck, and then went ashore. Together with her, they found a shady spot to sit down.
Although he worked quickly, he was very careful not to get mud on himself, and his clothes were still clean when he finished.
He took off his straw hat and put it on Lu Wanqing's head, saying with a hint of reproach, "The sun is so strong, why didn't you wear a straw hat when you went out?"
His face was flushed from the heat of his work, and sweat kept appearing on his forehead as soon as he wiped it away.
Lu Wanqing put the straw hat back on him, not because she disliked the smell of sweat on his hat, but because she washed her face with spiritual spring water every day, and for some reason, her skin didn't turn red or black when she was in the sun.
Lin Ye simply used his hat to fan her; it was almost noon, and it was sweltering everywhere, so she didn't want to get heatstroke.
Lu Wanqing let him have his way, poured him a bowl of mung bean soup, and sat down beside him, drawing circles on the ground with a twig.
After finishing the mung bean soup, Lin Ye felt refreshed and all his fatigue vanished. But... why did his wife seem a little downcast...?
He put down the bowl and tentatively asked, "Wanqing, are you unhappy?"
"No way!" Lu Wanqing turned her body to the side again, turning her back to him.
Lin Ye was now unsettled. His wife had been smiling at him for the past two days, so why wasn't she smiling now...?
He appeared calm on the surface, but inside he was furious. He knew he must have done something wrong to upset her.
At this moment, Li Yulan, who was sitting not far away, walked over, and Lin Ye retreated warily.
In a flash, he seemed to understand something...
"Stop! Li Zhiqing, don't come any closer!"
He held his straw hat in front of his chest, assuming a defensive posture!
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