All the things I brought with me have been sold out, so the way back is even easier.
Zhu Cuilan hid all the pork ribs and other things she bought in a jar to prevent them from being seen by the gossipy women in the village and being made up to make up stories.
As the saying goes, you're not afraid of thieves stealing, but you are afraid of thieves thinking about it. It's enough to live a good life at home. There's no need to let everyone know.
No matter how careful they are, they cannot prevent the snooping of those who are interested.
Under a big tree in the village, Li Guihua grabbed a handful of sunflower seeds and sat in the crowd, gossiping about other people.
From a distance, they watched Zhu Cuilan pulling a cart back home from the main road, and she immediately stood up and walked towards them.
Last time I heard that the young man from the Zhao family was selling hawthorns in the village with a strange boy. The girl from her family wanted to eat some and was so greedy that she made a fuss, but she thought it was too expensive and didn't buy any for him.
Judging from their appearance, they must have just returned from the market. She had to go and take a look, maybe she could get some bargains.
"His Aunt Cuilan? His Aunt, what are you doing?"
Zhu Cuilan had just parked the cart when she heard someone calling her from afar. She turned around and saw it was Li Guihua. She quickly winked at Zhao Fangchu and asked him to move the jars of meat in.
Then he put on a smile and said politely to Li Guihua, "It's Aunt Guihua. How come you have time to come here today?"
"From a distance, you look like me. Isn't that you? Last time Fang Chu was selling hawthorns, I was a step too slow. When I wanted to buy some, they were all sold out. My grandson was so greedy that he cried to me for days. I came to ask if there were any left. If there were, I'd buy some so I can comfort the child when I get home. I think Fang Chu is really ingenious. He can make hawthorns so exquisitely."
As they were talking, Li Guihua was already in front of them. She immediately started to flip the things on the cart: "Hey, what are you doing in town? You bought so many things."
Zhu Cuilan rolled her eyes at her where she couldn't see. Her relationship with Li Guihua was only superficially acceptable. From her pretending to be familiar with her, it was clear that she had no good intentions.
But he still maintained a superficial harmony and said, "No, Fang Chu doesn't have such a clever mind. It's all because Dachuan married a good husband, otherwise we wouldn't make those clever things. It's just that you came at an unlucky time. We only made that one time and they were all sold out. By the way, you haven't met Dachuan yet, have you? Donghu, come here, this is your Aunt Guihua."
Yang Donghu stood beside Zhu Cuilan and called out sweetly, "Aunt Guihua."
Li Guihua looked at Yang Donghu, her smile not sincere at all: "Hey, this is Mr. Okawa, he's really handsome, but why does he look a little familiar to me?
He slapped his forehead as if he had just remembered: "Is your mother Wang Dujuan?"
Yang Donghu was stunned. She knew Wang Dujuan. Could she be someone he knew? If he didn't know her, it would be exposed.
Following the principle that the more you talk, the more mistakes you make, Yang Donghu nodded without saying anything.
Seeing him nod, Li Guihua spoke even more excitedly: "No wonder, I said I looked familiar, and you recognized me. I had a very good relationship with your mother when I was young. I even held you in my arms when you were a child. How is your mother doing recently?"
Yang Donghu: “…”
Everyone knows that the two families have a bad quarrel. Li Guihua said this obviously to cause trouble.
Zhu Cuilan's expression changed immediately, and her tone became a little harsh. "We're out of hawthorn today. If I make something new someday, I'll definitely be the first to tell you, and I'll give you a discount then. It's getting late, and we have things to do later, so I won't invite you in for tea. Come over some other day."
After saying this, he didn't care whether there would be gossip or not, and pulled Yang Donghu into the yard and slammed the door shut.
Li Guihua felt slighted and didn't gain any advantage, so she spat fiercely: "Bah, what's so rare about it?"
She was full of bad intentions, but she didn't expect that this boy who had been silent in the Yang family had such a good ability to make money. If Wang Dujuan knew about this, there would be a lot of trouble.
Li Guihua had a proud smile on her face. She thought that she should visit the Yang family one day. Thinking of this, she walked away with her waist twisted.
Zhu Cuilan closed the door, pouted at it, and said to Yang Donghu, "Don't waste your words on her if you meet her again. Just be polite and don't say anything more to her."
Yang Donghu was no fool. He could sense the gloating in Li Guihua's words. Besides, anyone who had a good relationship with Wang Dujuan couldn't be a good person. He nodded and said, "Okay."
After saying that, he started to take the things off the cart.
"Aunt, this is the plaster I bought for my uncle."
Zhu Cuilan took the medicine from him, a smile on her face, but she pretended to complain, "I told you not to waste money, but you're so kind, kid. This medicine is so expensive. Your uncle has an old illness, so there's no need to buy any medicine."
Yang Donghu smiled and said, "That's what I should do."
Zhao Fangchu didn't know when he came to the two of them: "Mom, Dong brother bought it and use it."
Zhu Cuilan said cheerfully, "Well, that's fine, but don't buy things carelessly next time. Save more money and live a good life with Dachuan."
"I understand, auntie."
Yang Donghu packed up the plaster for his grandmother and planned to send it to her at a suitable time. He must not let the Yang family find out, otherwise it would cause a lot of trouble.
Zhu Cuilan took out the cloth she had bought today and called Yang Donghu over to look at it: "Donghu, look, do you like this color?"
Yang Donghu was a little surprised: "Is this for me?"
Seeing that he was about to refuse, Zhu Cuilan smiled and said, "That's right. Dachuan specifically told me before he left this morning that he wanted me to buy you some fabric to make clothes."
He picked it up and gestured at Yang Donghu: "Look, it makes you look so fairer and more energetic. Dachuan really does care about people."
Yang Donghu paused after refusing, feeling a little embarrassed, and a shy smile appeared on his face.
When Zhu Cuilan saw him like this, she knew that the young couple had each other in their hearts. She was very relieved. Seeing them living a happy life was better than anything else. She smiled and said, "Do you like it? It's getting cold. I'll stuff some more cotton in your clothes and make sure you stay warm."
"Well, thank you, auntie."
"Why should we thank you? I made all the clothes for our whole family. I'm not bragging, but my craftsmanship is one of the best in the village. I will definitely not waste these good materials."
This is true. When Zhu Cuilan was young, she was an embroiderer and was specially invited by a wealthy family in the town to embroider wedding dresses.
But now I am old and my eyesight is blurry, so I stopped embroidering.
But making clothes for daily use is no problem.
It was not yet dinner time, but Zhu Cuilan got down to work immediately. She pulled Yang Donghu into the inner room and took his measurements.
When Zhao Fangchu saw that no one was paying attention to him, he quietly went out. He had finally got a new hairpin, so he had to go out and show it off to his peers.
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