Chapter 106: Jiang Zhicheng beat her, what does it have to do with me?
"I can teach you," Yun Tangyin turned around and poked his forehead with her fingertips, "but if you tangle the silk thread into a ball, I'll punish you by giving me a back massage."
Fu Yucheng immediately raised his hand: "I promise to complete the task! But first you have to tell me what pattern should be embroidered on the pillowcase?"
"Just embroider wild chrysanthemums," Yun Tangyin's eyes curved into crescents, "Didn't you say that I look good with wild chrysanthemums on my red shirt?"
"Okay!" Fu Yucheng excitedly went to look for the needlework basket. "Tomorrow, after we get the cotton, we'll buy silk thread and start working right away."
As he was speaking, the door to the kitchen was gently pushed open, and Song Yushuang came in with a cup in his hand: "Are you still awake? I left a bowl of honey water for you to drink before bed to calm your nerves."
Yun Tangyin took the cup, and the warm sweet fragrance spread out: "Thank you, Mom."
"What are you thanking me for?" Song Yushuang looked at the needle and thread on the table. "Are you going to embroider something?"
"I want to embroider a pair of pillowcases." Fu Yucheng rushed to say, "I'll embroider with Yinyin, and she'll teach me."
Song Yushuang laughed out loud: "You are so clumsy, don't damage the cloth. Yinyin, don't spoil him. If he embroiders it badly, let him pay for a new one."
"Mom!" Fu Yucheng was helpless, "My hands are not that clumsy!"
Song Yushuang tapped his forehead and said, "Hurry up and drink some water and go to sleep. You have to get up early tomorrow."
After Song Yushuang left, Yun Tangyin sipped her honey water and smiled: "Did you hear that? Mom thinks you're clumsy."
"Then I'm going to embroider a pattern." Fu Yucheng came over and kissed the honey stain on the corner of her lips, "It's so sweet."
The next morning, just as Fu Yucheng was about to go out, Yu Xia came in carrying a bamboo basket. "Yinyin, this is the indigo my sister-in-law gave me. It's for dyeing cloth. Don't you want to embroider green bamboo patterns? This is perfect for dyeing silk thread."
Yun Tangyin's eyes lit up. "Thank you so much, sister-in-law! I was just worried about not being able to buy good indigo."
"What are you thanking me for?" Yu Xia looked towards the yard. "By the way, Xu Rong and Xu Runli scolded you for a long time yesterday and said they would go to the commune to sue you. You two should be careful."
Fu Yucheng sneered: "Let her go, it's just right for the secretary to judge and see who is embarrassed."
Yun Tangyin didn't care: "Let them make a fuss, it won't cause any trouble anyway. Sister-in-law, can you help me see how to cut this quilt cover?"
Yu Xia came over to take a look. "I'll draw a pattern for you, and you can cut it exactly according to it. Oh, and I bought some new needles. They're sharper than our old ones. I'll get you a pack."
While the two were busy, Fu Yuanshan came back with the cotton, carrying a paper bag.
Inside the paper package were several bundles of silk threads, some blue, some green, and some purple, shining in the sunlight.
Yun Tangyin picked up a bunch of green thread and said, "This color is really beautiful. It's perfect for embroidering bamboo."
"Of course not," Fu Yuanshan said, seeing Yun Tangyin like them, "I spent a lot of time with Sister Wang from the supply and marketing cooperative to pick out these brightest ones."
As they were talking, a commotion came from the courtyard gate. Xu Rong stood at the gate with her hands on her hips: "Yun Tangyin, come out right here! My daughter was beaten by Jiang Zhicheng, you must give me an explanation!"
Yun Tangyin put down her needlework and said, "I'll go take a look."
Fu Yucheng held her back: "I'll go."
"I'll go." Yun Tangyin pushed his hand away, "Some things must be made clear."
She walked to the door, looked at Xu Runli crying behind Xu Rong, and said lightly: "Jiang Zhicheng beating her, what does it have to do with me?"
"Why is it okay?" Xu Rong leaned forward. "If you hadn't instigated this, would Jiang Zhicheng have taken action? I'm telling you, if you don't give Runli twenty yuan for her medical treatment today, I'll go to the commune and sue you!"
"What are you suing me for?" Yun Tangyin raised an eyebrow. "Sue me for not seeing your daughter hooking up with another man?"
Xu Rong's face turned pale instantly: "You...you are talking nonsense!"
"Whether I'm talking nonsense or not, go to the team headquarters and ask and you'll find out." Yun Tangyin's voice was low, but every word was clear. "The other day, Zhou Desheng saw Xu Runli and Jiang Zhicheng transporting fertilizer to the black market. Do you want me to confront him now?"
Xu Runli was so scared that she tugged at Xu Rong's clothes: "Mom, let's go..."
"Why are you leaving?" Xu Rong wanted to throw a tantrum, but she saw Fu Yuanshan standing behind her carrying a hoe, his eyes as cold as ice.
She immediately lost her temper, said "You wait", and walked away dejectedly with Xu Runli.
Fu Yucheng came over and squeezed Yun Tangyin's hand: "Are you scared?"
"No." Yun Tangyin smiled. "For this kind of person, the more you give in to her, the more she will push her limits."
Yuxia came out of the house and said, "What bad luck! They ruined our good life. Yinyin, don't take it to heart. Let's continue embroidering."
Yun Tangyin sat down again and picked up the needle and thread, but she had no interest in anything else.
Fu Yucheng picked up a needle and tried to thread it clumsily, but he couldn't get it through after a long time.
Yun Tangyin couldn't help laughing: "Let me do it."
She took the needle and inserted it gently.
Fu Yucheng leaned over to look: "Wife, you are really amazing."
"You'll get it with more practice." Yun Tangyin picked up the silk thread and said, "I'll teach you how to embroider bamboo leaves. This is how it starts..."
Fu Yucheng learned very hard, and although the stitches were crooked, he didn't prick his hand.
Yun Tangyin looked at his focused expression and suddenly felt that all the unhappiness she had just felt disappeared.
At lunch, Fu Yuanzheng suddenly said, "The other day I went to the commune and saw Xu Rong saying bad things about you to the secretary's wife. The secretary heard it and scolded her."
Yun Tangyin was stunned: "How did you know?"
"I happened to be submitting a report and overheard a few words." Fu Yuanzheng took a bite of his food. "I almost beat her to death."
Fu Yucheng smiled: "Really?"
Although he was laughing, Fu Yucheng looked at Fu Yuanshan deeply.
Song Yushuang sighed, "They're all neighbors, and it's not nice to see them making such a fuss. Yinyin, stay away from them from now on and don't get yourself into trouble again."
"I know, Mom." Yun Tangyin put a piece of meat into Song Yushuang's bowl, "Try this, my second sister-in-law stewed it so deliciously."
In the afternoon, Fu Yucheng left, and Yun Tangyin and Jiang Jianhua sewed the quilt cover.
Jiang Jianhua suddenly said, "Yinyin, I heard Runli say the other day that her husband wants to divorce her and the betrothal money has to be returned. Xu Rong is worried about this."
"They asked for it." Yun Tangyin continued sewing. "If Xu Rong hadn't forced Jiang Zhicheng's family to pay more for the betrothal gift, things wouldn't have turned out like this."
"Who says it isn't?" Jiang Jianhua sighed. "But to be honest, I'm just unlucky to have such a mother."
Yun Tangyin didn't respond, but she knew in her heart that there must be something hateful about a pitiful person.
In the evening, Fu Yucheng came back and shouted as soon as he entered the courtyard: "Wife, I'm back!"
Yun Tangyin poked her head out of the room, holding a half-embroidered pillowcase in her hand. "Are you back? Wash your hands quickly. I left some food for you."
Fu Yucheng leaned over to look at the work in her hands: "This wild chrysanthemum is so lifelike! It's more lively than the ones blooming in the mountains."
"You're just sweet-talking." Yun Tangyin took off the pillowcase. "By the way, did you hear anything happened when you went out today?"
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