Chapter 25 No Disdain, No Disdain
"Xia Ying, you're so thoughtful. My Ningbao can really wear these clothes."
These are all clothes I've kept hidden away; finding them must have been quite difficult.
Huang Xiaying said with a smile,
“Auntie, finding a piece of clothing won’t take much effort. However, our family’s resources are limited, and most of Jiayu’s clothes are a bit worn. As long as you don’t mind, it’s fine.”
After finishing the last stitch, Shen Yuzhen picked up the needle and thread, took the clothes from her mother-in-law's hands, and looked at Huang Xiaying with a face full of gratitude.
"What do you mean by 'dislike' or 'not dislike'? We rural people don't have many requirements for clothing, as long as it's clean and tidy."
Xia Ying, I'm really grateful to you. I rushed to finish a dress today.
"I'm always on the go and don't have time to sew, but with these clothes you brought, my Ningbao finally has something to change into."
After chatting for a few more minutes, Huang Xiaying prepared to get up and leave. Her father-in-law was the village chief and was quite busy, while her husband, Lin Jianfei, was on duty that day.
So only her mother-in-law was busy cooking, and she had to go back to help.
When Huang Xiaying left, Shen Yuzhen got up and found some dried vegetables to give to her.
"Xia Ying, we don't have anything good at home. These dried vegetables are ones I dried before. Take them back and add some vegetables to your family's meals."
Dried vegetables may not have been unusual in the past, but in famine years, especially those with prolonged droughts, dried vegetables were a delicacy.
Seeing the dried vegetables that Shen Yuzhen was offering, Huang Xiaying pushed them away.
"Sister-in-law, your children are all growing up, so save the vegetables for them."
As soon as Huang Xiaying left, Ningbao, who had finished practicing her horse stance, came running back, full of energy and skipping around.
"Mother, Grandma, Aunt, I'm back..."
Mu Chengye, who was following behind Ning Bao, was also covered in sweat, but his legs were weak and he had no energy.
Hearing the shouts, the group looked up and saw Ning Bao and Mu Chengye, who were covered in sweat. Li Guizhi quickly put down her work and took a handkerchief to wipe Ning Bao's sweat.
"Hey, what have you two been doing? Why are you sweating so much?"
After Li Guizhi wiped Ningbao's sweat, Shen Yuzhen quickly came over with some clothes.
"Ningbao, come here quickly, Mommy will change your clothes. It's getting dark soon, and it's a bit chilly at night. Wearing sweaty clothes can easily cause typhoid fever."
"Now that we're not home, it would be a real problem if someone got sick; we wouldn't even be able to find a doctor."
As Ningbao stretched out her little arms to help Shen Yuzhen change her clothes, she proudly raised her chin and said with a smug look on her face,
"Mother, don't worry. Ningbao knows medicine. Although I used to be lazy and only know the basics, don't worry, my senior brother has prepared a lot of medicine for me."
Master said that even if I ate it all, it would be enough to feed me for several months…”
"Smack!" Li Guizhi gently patted Ningbao on the head.
"What nonsense are you talking about, child? Who would eat medicine like it's food? Don't talk nonsense, it's bad luck."
Ningbao stuck out her little tongue.
"Hehe, I know, Grandma."
By this time, Shen Yuzhen had already dressed Ningbao, and Ningbao, with her little bottom sticking out, was about to put her tattered little bag back on her back.
Aunt Liu Qingru, who had just been sewing, put down her needlework and walked up to Ningbao.
"Ningbao, do you like it?"
Ningbao saw that Liu Qingru had just finished making a small cloth bag, which was about the same style and size as her original one.
However, Liu Qingru's version is even prettier. Although it's made from scraps of fabric, Liu Qingru's craftsmanship and color matching skills make this patchwork bag look exceptionally beautiful.
Ningbao took the cloth bag from Liu Qingru and slung it over her shoulder. She happily twirled around in front of her grandmother, mother, and aunt.
"Grandma, Mother, Aunt, is it pretty?"
The three women, whose eyes were now only on Ning Bao, nodded repeatedly.
"So beautiful, so beautiful, my Ningbao is the most beautiful."
Hearing everyone say it looked good made Ningbao, who is always full of confidence, even happier.
"Yes, Ningbao thinks she looks very pretty too. Thank you, Mom and Grandma, for making Ningbao's clothes. Thank you, Aunt, for making Ningbao's bag. Ningbao likes it very much. Thank you all."
Shen Yuzhen gently straightened Ningbao's clothes.
“The clothes you are wearing were not made by your mother. The clothes your mother made are not finished yet. These clothes were sent by your Aunt Xia Ying.”
Although these clothes were worn by your sister Jiayu, they are all clean and I hope Ningbao won't mind.
Ning Bao quickly shook her head.
"No, no, Auntie gave me these clothes because she likes me. Ningbao should thank her."
"Mother, is Aunt Xia Ying Dongyang's mother?"
Shen Yuzhen nodded slightly.
"Yes, then when you see her later, tell her to thank her yourself."
Ning Bao nodded repeatedly and said "good"...
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