Chapter 62 Are you worried about Xu Yu?
"Xia Xia?"
"Oh, what are you thinking about, kid? The needle tip is about to bend on your finger."
Xu Wenxiu pulled Sang Zhixia's hand away in time, saying with a mixture of laughter and tears, "I told you I was sick and my mind was wandering. How could I do this when I'm sick?"
Xu Yu took the homemade bow and arrows and walked out without looking back. Before leaving, he found the person who was supervising Sang Zhixia and not allowing her to go out.
Xu Wenxiu and Aunt Xu brought their children to the west shed, where they could watch Sang Zhixia avoid the cold wind and avoid the waste of burning charcoal in every room, killing two birds with one stone.
Aunt Xu San looked at her teasingly and jokingly said, "Are you worried about Xu Yu?"
"He's only been out for a short time, and Xia Xia's soul is also gone from home."
Sang Zhixia's face turned red, and she suppressed her embarrassment and said, "Third Aunt is always good at joking."
"I was just thinking about the strong wind and snow, and I wonder how cold it is outside."
Xu Yu was not wearing thick clothes when he went out, and the coldness in the forest was even greater. Could he withstand it?
Aunt Xu gave her some face and said, suppressing a smile, "The heavy snow has stopped, so it's not that cold anymore."
"Xu Yu is an expert at horseback archery. He's been frequenting hunting grounds since he was a teenager. You don't have to worry too much."
It would have been better if she hadn't said it. After she finished speaking, Sang Zhixia was so busy that she almost got her finger sewn on the two-finger-wide cloth strip.
Xu Wenxiu coughed reluctantly, "Xia Xia is shy, why do you always tease her, Third Sister-in-law?"
"Speaking of this snowstorm, Xia Xia isn't the only one worried."
She picked up the scissors and cut the thread in her hand, sighing, "After working so hard for so long, our family finally had some hope of making a living. But after all this trouble last night, all the money we earned was gone, and some was even lost."
The family had only a little savings, and they had to pay for the mule cart, hire a doctor, and get medicine. They had three medicine pots at home, and they had to boil the medicine on the stove. They spent far more than they earned.
What’s even more worrying is that the mountain is blocked by snow, so we can’t continue to chop wood and make charcoal.
People who are used to being busy suddenly become idle and have no way to make money. The thought of this makes them feel uneasy.
Aunt Xu thought of the culprit who caused all this, and after a moment of silence, she said solemnly, "Who can say anything about the good son raised by the old lady?"
Uncle Xu was serving by the old man's bedside, but he just said a few casual words, which made the old lady dissatisfied and scolded him.
In the old lady's eyes, the life and death of anyone in the family is not as important as her second son.
Xu Wenxiu shook her head and said nothing more. She took the finished coat and said, "Xia Xia, come here and try it on."
Sang Zhixia was surprised: "Mother-in-law, I have clothes to wear, and..."
"I know your mother did it for you, so it won't hurt if I do one more thing."
When the old lady distributed the fabric, Sang Zhixia didn't get any, so Xu Wenxiu simply took some of the material from her own name, which was just enough to make the undergarment in her hand.
She held the clothes in front of Sang Zhixia and compared them to make sure they were the right size before she said, "I wanted to make you a padded jacket, but the cotton was evenly distributed between Mingxu and Jinxi. You can make do with what you have."
She spoke helplessly, but what Sang Zhixia saw was the cuffs that she had mended many times.
She herself hasn't put on the new ones yet.
Xu Wenxiu has exquisite craftsmanship. A seemingly ordinary piece of clothing has delicate dark patterns embroidered on the cuffs and hem, which shows that she put a lot of thought into it.
Sang Zhixia felt a lump in her throat for a moment, and said awkwardly, "Mother-in-law, I don't need it."
"Everyone has new children, big and small. How could you be left out?"
Xu Wenxiu said gently, "It's just that you're young, and this blue is a bit too dark. When your family's financial situation improves, I should make you some brighter ones."
"I'll make these remaining scraps of cloth into handkerchief purses. You can pick out a few that you like. They'll be big enough to be accessories."
Sang Zhixia looked down at the lifelike trumpet creeper on her cuffs, opened her mouth and felt like she had swallowed a hot egg raw, causing her throat and heart to spasm silently from the heat.
In her previous life, she was an orphan who had never seen her parents. She struggled to survive from the mud, but no one remembered her until the day she died.
In the blink of an eye, she was reborn and had two more people who would remember to make clothes for her.
She took a breath and before she could say thank you, a weak voice came from outside: "Xia Xia?"
"Second Aunt?"
Sang Zhixia turned around in surprise and said quickly, "Yanran, go open the door and invite Second Aunt in."
Second Aunt Xu was supported by Xu Mingyang into the house. Her face was pale with a heartbreaking purple tint.
Xu Wenxiu immediately frowned: "Why isn't my second brother's wife staying at home and taking good care of herself?"
Aunt Xu hesitated and asked, "Is Second Uncle making trouble again?"
Is this madman still drunk and crazy?
Second Aunt Xu smiled bitterly and shook her head: "I just can't lie down. I heard Mingyang say that you are all together, so I wanted to come over and join you for some fun."
She escaped from the brink of death and then opened her eyes to see her husband who had pushed her into a desperate situation. Every moment they spent in the same room was like sitting on pins and needles for her.
She didn't want to be there.
"Second Aunt has arrived just in time."
Sang Zhixia put away the clothes in her hands, moved out of the bed and pulled the person to lean on it: "I was just thinking of getting some sweet potatoes to bake. We can eat them after sitting for a while."
Xu Mingyang ran out and rushed back, holding the thick quilt and said, "Sister-in-law, this is my mother's quilt. My brother asked me to bring it over."
The room was full of women and children. This was Sang Zhixia and Xu Yu's room. Xu Minghui stood outside the door in accordance with etiquette and did not come in. He directly brought over things that Aunt Xu might need.
It is inconvenient to use other people's items such as bedding, so this is just right.
Xu Wenxiu stood up and helped change the bedding on the bed with the ones she had brought, and helped Aunt Xu, who was unable to stand, to lean down.
"It's better to talk to us so that you don't get bored alone."
Aunt Xu was afraid that she would get upset again and become confused, so she said, "That's perfect. Mingyang is here next to us. Let Minghui go and serve the old man with his uncle, and we can join in the fun."
Everyone tacitly agreed not to mention yesterday's chaos. Sang Zhixia settled everyone and prepared to go to the cellar to get sweet potatoes. Xu Yanran immediately stood up and said, "Sister-in-law, my brother said you can't go out to get some fresh air."
She was young and thoughtful, and she pulled Sang Zhixia and said softly, "We are here to watch over you for Big Brother. Big Brother said you can't leave this door."
“I’ll go!”
Xu Mingyang volunteered and raised his hand: "I'll go now!"
He had just rushed to the door when Xu Minghui, who had just returned from outside, said, "Mingyang, come and bring in the things that my sister-in-law wants."
While the house was busy, he went to get the things Sang Zhixia wanted, in addition to the sweet potatoes she mentioned, there was also a teapot full of water and a stack of drinking bowls.
There were not enough stools in the room, so Sang Zhixia simply pulled out the boards that Xu Yu had used to sleep on the floor, and then they sat in a circle around the charcoal brazier in the middle.
The teapot bubbled with hot steam under the charcoal fire, and the sweet potatoes buried in the charcoal also gave off a lingering aroma.
Sang Zhixia first asked Xu Mingyang to deliver some to people elsewhere, then sat down on the board and started working.
Peel off the blackened skin of the sweet potato, drip a little bit of syrup on the soft and sweet sweet potato, and the sweetness will reach your heart with just a spoon.
The little kids' faces were red from eating from the charcoal brazier, and they were laughing non-stop. Aunt Xu smelled the sweetness in the air, and her face turned a little more red.
Aunt Xu was afraid that she would be bored and overthink things, so she held up the half-finished sachet and said, "Second sister-in-law, can you help me look at the wiring here?"
When it comes to dexterity, Aunt Xu is the best among the sisters-in-law. When she was still in the boudoir, she became famous for her unparalleled embroidery skills.
Aunt Xu took the purse and adjusted the stitching. She stroked the delicate patterns on the sachet and smiled, "You really put a lot of thought into such a small thing."
There was very little embroidery thread at home, and even with the only three colors available, it was difficult to make patterns.
Aunt Xu said helplessly, "I'm stuck at home in the snow with nothing to do, so I can only think about these things, right?"
It’s just that scraps of cloth are difficult to shape, so even after making so many little gadgets, none of them are actually used.
I can’t afford spices that can be put into sachets now.
After hearing this, Second Aunt Xu looked at Xu Wenxiu, who was working on the sewing machine with her head down, and said after a moment of hesitation, "Why don't you make it and sell it?"
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