Zhao Luochuan was dazzled by the sea of fabrics and couldn't pick one out for a moment.
The older sister saw his dilemma and said, "Brother, what do you want to buy it for? Tell me and I'll see if I can find something suitable."
Zhao Luochuan scratched his head: "What kind of material is best for handkerchiefs?"
"A handkerchief is something that goes against the skin, so naturally I'd choose something comfortable and not something to shave with. The weather's getting hot, and I'm sweating every time I walk. Linen and silk feel much rougher to the touch, so they're definitely not as comfortable as satin. Try touching it, brother, and you'll know if I'm lying."
Zhao Luochuan touched it and found it was just as his elder sister said. He turned around and asked Yang Donghu: "Which one do you want?"
Yang Donghu felt a lingering fear when he mentioned the handkerchief. He shook his head and said, "I don't want it."
The eldest sister was quick-witted and immediately realized that the husband was the one in charge of this couple. After a brief pause, she smiled and said to Yang Donghu, "Our fabrics are all good. Apart from the cloth shops in town, I have the most complete range of fabrics here, and we have many colors. Look at this azure blue fabric, it's yours."
The eldest sister picked up the material and turned it twice in front of Yang Donghu's eyes. She turned to Zhao Luochuan and asked, "Your husband has a fair and tender face. You can tell at a glance that you've taken good care of him. This color is perfect for making a handkerchief."
Since coming to the Zhao family, Yang Donghu has never been short of clothes, no matter whether it is a winter coat or a summer dress, whatever Zhu Cuilan makes for Zhao Fangchu must have one for him. Even so, sometimes Zhu Cuilan feels sorry for him and secretly makes an extra one for him.
The tattered bundle I brought from the Yang family contained a few old clothes. If it were in someone else's house, the clothes could be taken apart and made into shoe uppers to patch up the shoes.
But Zhao Luochuan thought it was unlucky and threw it away long ago. There were plenty of old clothes at home, so why keep those rags? It made him angry just looking at them.
The clothes Yang Donghu wore today were also newly made after the New Year. Zhu Cuilan had good taste and chose materials that suited her very well.
Zhao Luochuan took the material and gestured twice in front of Yang Donghu's face. Ignoring Yang Donghu's dissuasion, he said to the elder sister: "Okay, take this one. Get me another one of similar color, slightly darker, and two pieces of silk fabric as well."
"Oh, okay."
Yang Donghu grabbed Zhao Luochuan's arm, frowning: "Why are you buying so much?"
"We already have sachets and purses, but I don't have a handkerchief yet. When you get back, embroider something on it. I'm sure I'll use it every day."
Following Zhao Luochuan's words, Yang Donghu moved his gaze to his waist, where there was a plain purse hanging. The style of the purse was ordinary and nothing special, but the embroidery on it was quite eye-catching.
The flowers on top were twisted into a ball, and the petals could not be distinguished. There was a large piece of green embroidery thread piled up in a mess underneath, and it was impossible to tell whether it was grass or green leaves under the flowers.
Yang Donghu himself felt that it was so ugly that people couldn't bear to look at it for even a second. Then he remembered that Su He said his embroidery skills were poor. He felt bad and refused to take the embroidery job.
"I won't embroider it. I'll be laughed at if I show it to others."
Zhao Luochuan paid the money and put the embroidery cloth in his arms. He smiled and said, "It's okay if you don't want to embroider. You teach me and I embroider it for you. Then you can carry it with you every day. When others ask about it, they will just laugh at me. Is that okay?"
Yang Donghu wanted to laugh when he thought of Zhao Luochuan's hand holding a bow and arrow trying to pinch the silver needle as thin as a hair: "You can't even pick up a needle and you want to embroider, how beautiful you are."
After buying the embroidery cloth, I was not far from the old lady selling wontons. After walking two steps forward, I saw Zhao Fangyu and Zhao Fangchu shouting hard.
There were not many people in the early morning, and it was almost noon before the housekeeper of the mansion came out to buy some birds. He bought most of the birds in one go, and now there were only two pheasants left under his feet.
"Fang Chu, are you tired? Have a bowl of sweet water." Yang Donghu bought a few bowls of sweet water from the roadside. He and Zhao Luochuan drank them at the stall before leaving. He also brought two bowls to the two people who had been selling poultry for the whole morning.
Zhao Fangchu loved anything that was edible. He took the sugar water and gulped it down. He smacked his lips twice, and said with satisfaction, "It's delicious. Are there places selling sweet water now?"
Although it is already May and the weather is getting hotter, it is not yet the real hot summer season, and the sweet water at this time is not yet icy enough to cool your teeth.
"This is the first time I've seen you. Are you hungry? Do you have anything to eat? Here are some sesame cakes. Let's fill our stomachs first."
Zhao Fangyu took the sweet water handed to him by Zhao Luochuan and drank it all in one gulp. Then he rolled up the pancake and took a big bite.
"Are there only these two pheasants and a turtledove left?" Zhao Luochuan reached out and turned over the motionless birds lying on the ground and asked.
Zhao Fangyu chewed the sesame cake in his mouth, said nothing, and nodded in response.
Last time, because of the kite incident, Zhao Luochuan hadn't had the chance to thank Ning Yang for his help. Now that he is already in the town, it is only right for him to go and see him.
"Forget about it if we can't sell it. We didn't have meat to eat when we got home yesterday. We'll take the turtledoves back and roast them to satisfy our craving. As for the pheasant eggs, let's go to town. We haven't thanked Ning Yang properly for what happened last time, so we should go and take a look."
They were helping his own family, so Zhao Fangyu had wanted to thank them for a long time without Zhao Luochuan saying anything, and of course he had no objection.
Zhao Fangchu had been tired of selling chicken for a long time, but now he was finally free and could have a meal of meat. He was so happy that he hurriedly carried the pheasant onto the cart.
They arrived early and there was still plenty of time, so the two young men would stop for a while at every stall they passed by.
Ning Can has helped them a lot, so they should be thanked together. I just didn't know if Ning Can lived in the town.
If I come across some toys that kids like, I just buy them. If Ning Can is not in town, I can ask Ning Yang to bring them back.
Ning Yang was the only one busy in the shop. It was the perfect season to wear a coat, but he felt extremely hot sitting shirtless in the house. Beads of sweat dripped down his chin to the ground. He only had a thick apron on to block the flying sparks.
The boiler in the room was burning brightly. As soon as Zhao Luochuan stepped in, he felt extremely hot and stuffy. He couldn't stay there any longer, so he turned around and called for help.
Ning Yang put down the work in his hands, picked up a towel to wipe the sweat off his head, then put it around his neck and wanted to walk out in a big way.
When she was almost at the door, she suddenly remembered that she didn't know if Zhao Luochuan was accompanied by his brother. It seemed inappropriate for her to be naked, so she went back and put on some clothes.
"Come in quickly, are you here to deliver something to the restaurant again? You're not here early this time. This was almost the second time you've delivered something at this time last year." Ning Yang smiled and welcomed the person into the yard behind the iron shop, asking him to sit down.
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