Li Lingyu touched the soft and tender little hand in her hand. The more she looked at Wei Ci, the more satisfied she became. Until Wei Ci began to feel restless after looking at him, she spoke to him with emotion.
"How happy would your mother be if she knew you were back to normal? She used to hope you could recover soon. It's a pity to hear you call her mother..."
Unfortunately, she left in such a hurry that she didn't have time to hear her daughter call her "Mom" sweetly.
Wei Ci lowered her eyes, not knowing why her heart felt a little blocked. Two figures clearly emerged in her mind, one tall and one petite. They were leaning against each other, looking at her with smiles, their eyes gentle, tolerant and doting.
The tip of her nose suddenly felt sore, and a transparent teardrop fell uncontrollably onto Li Lingyu's hand, which was tightly clasped around Wei Ci's. She was startled and quickly slapped her own mouth. Her mouth was really faster than her brain. Wouldn't saying this at this time be a stab in the heart of both brother and sister?
"Don't cry, don't cry, otherwise Gou Danzi will come in and think I'm bullying you, and he'll be mad at me."
When Wei Ci heard the name Goudanzi, her nose choked with sadness and she almost couldn't breathe.
Seeing her like this, Li Lingyu narrowed her eyes and smiled.
That brat becomes a mad dog who doesn't care about anyone when it comes to his sister. Back when Ah Ci was nine years old, he was coaxed by the old bachelor in the village to take off his pants. When he saw it, the old guy, who was only fourteen years old at that time, rushed over with a kitchen knife. If no one had stopped him, he would have chopped the man into several pieces. Although someone was stopped in the end, the old bachelor was not much better off. Not only was his penis almost chopped off, but his tendons were also cut, and he still walks with a limp.
Wei Ci wiped away her tears and tried hard to put on a smile, which made Li Lingyu and other aunts and sisters feel jealous. What a good girl! It's a pity that Fengling didn't have the chance to see her.
"Don't worry, my daughter. We're here to give you some things. You and your sister are still young, and you have to take things one step at a time. This is your Aunt Wang, this is your Sixth Aunt, and this is your Seventh Aunt. They used to have the best relationship with your mother. We're here to make quilts for you and your sister. Before your mother left, she asked me to bring you some new fabric and cotton. I wanted to make you two new quilts, but who knew..."
Having said that, Li Lingyu sighed, and then realized that she had said something she shouldn't have said. She almost vomited blood. There was no hope for her mouth.
Auntie Wang, the oldest among the group, pushed Li Lingyu aside with her butt. Her rough old hands grasped the girl's fair and tender hands, and she looked at her with undisguised fondness: "Little Ah Ci, do you still remember me? My house is right next to yours, not far away. When you were little, you loved eating the sticky rice dumplings I made. I'll make some for you in a few days."
Li Lingyu rolled her eyes when she was pushed away. What did Ah Ci know when she was a child? Did she know that I liked to eat Aunt Wang’s sticky rice dumplings?
Wei Ci listened to them quietly. They spoke very loudly, and their tone revealed a boldness and undisguised concern that she had never encountered before.
In the past, all the female elders she met were either smiling but hiding a knife, or being soft but cunning. Every word they said was a trap, and even their smiles were meaningful. If you were careless, you would accidentally fall into them, and what awaited you was eternal damnation from which there would be no recovery.
She had never felt such sincere passion, even though they were not related by blood.
Wei Ci liked them very much and followed them like a little tail all day long, learning how to put on the quilt and taking note of the little tips they told her about saving money and tickets.
It was not until now that Wei Ci realized that the currency in circulation in this world was not gold ingots or silver grains, but colorful banknotes and various tickets.
She asked why her mother had prepared a box of inexplicable waste paper for her in her space. It turned out that it was money, which was also the thing she had always been curious about.
One afternoon, Wei Ci saw with her own eyes how two eight-jin quilts were made by these aunts and sisters with flying needles. She also knew how to sew, but she was limited to embroidery, making simple bellybands and undershirts. She was unable to make anything more complicated, let alone quilts and shoes.
My aunt said that as long as a woman knows how to cook, she will never starve no matter where she goes. As for needlework, learning it won’t make you rich, so why learn it? It’s enough to know it, there’s no need to be proficient in it.
She listened to her aunt the most, so she focused on learning embroidery and cooking, and was really not good at housework.
Although the aunts and sisters looked pale and thin, they were very strong. They helped the brother and sister clean the house inside and out in just one day. In the end, the brother and sister felt a little embarrassed, so they packed out a pound of multi-grain flour for them to take away.
"Don't be so hypocritical. Life is not easy for you two. Save some food for yourselves. We have a family to feed, so we won't starve!"
Li Lingyu waved her hand to refuse. Life was not easy for anyone these days. Their village was not so bad. Although the grain production had been severely reduced due to the lack of rain, and they were even more stretched after paying the public grain tax, everyone still had enough. The vegetables from their own plots and the wild vegetables and mushrooms from the mountains were all edible food for them. At most, they could not eat enough, but they would not starve to death either. It was much better than those places where people starved to death.
Wei Qingfeng ignored all that and directly stuffed the multi-grain noodles, which were divided into several portions, into their arms.
They didn't go to work today because they were helping their brothers and sisters, so naturally they didn't have any work points. Although they have a good relationship, they can't let them suffer any loss. Helping them is a favor, not helping them is their duty. Since they have shown favor, they can't pretend to see it.
Several people were pushing each other, one was trying every means to give it away, while the other was trying hard to get it back. Looking at their movements, if you didn't know, you would think they were arguing.
"Aunt, don't push it. If someone sees us, they'll think we're wealthy. Just keep it. We're still young, and our eldest brother isn't around. We'll need your help with a lot of things in the future. This little bit of stuff isn't much."
Seeing the brother and sister's determination, Li Lingyu sighed, stopped refusing, and stuffed the flour into her clothes. She thought to herself that she would ask her daughter at home to bring some wild vegetables and dried mushrooms to the brother and sister later. She must not let the brother and sister suffer any loss.
"Okay, if you need help, go find Auntie. If Auntie can't make the decision, your uncle is here. He is your father's best friend and will take care of you."
Aunt Li thought the same thing. Thinking about how little furniture the siblings had, she patted her chest and said, "I'll ask your uncle to make you some furniture to store your things. I happen to have some wood that your father used to store at my house, so I'll just ask your uncle to help out."
Thinking of the good wood at home, Aunt Li sighed. Those were the good woods that Wei Jiandang personally chopped and dragged back from the deep mountains when Ah Ci was ten years old. He said he would use them to make furniture for Ah Ci as a dowry in the future.
But they didn't expect that the father who smiled and said in front of them a few years ago that he was making plans for his daughter has become a deceased person today, and he will never have the chance to personally design the furniture for his daughter's dowry.
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