Yang Haiyan walked into the family room carrying a heavy basket and ran into a few people. It was morning now, and some of them went out to buy vegetables, and some came back from buying vegetables, but no one was as exaggerated as Yang Haiyan. Isn't this too much?
"Haiyan." Yang Dahua also went to buy vegetables with a basket. Seeing Yang Haiyan's harvest, she was also stunned. "Why did you buy so many things?"
Yang Haiyan: "I delivered lunch to my husband at noon, so I bought more."
Yang Dahua was speechless. She knew that Haiyan used to be a maid next to the eldest lady. She was used to eating good things, so it was inevitable that she spent money lavishly, but the centurion's monthly allowance was only one or two silver coins a month. How could this be enough?
Yang Haiyan looked at the people pointing and talking, and immediately explained: "Don't worry, sister Dahua, I embroidered a handkerchief myself to exchange for some money, so I'll have something good to eat today."
Yang Dahua had forgotten this. In the past, the Yang Mansion hired a famous teacher to teach the eldest daughter needlework. A maid like Haiyan was also qualified to learn, but a maid like her was not qualified to learn. However, she didn't want to be a maid. Although being a maid was prestigious, it was also dangerous. If the young lady was in trouble... or even followed the young lady to the aunt's house, she might be regarded as the aunt's maid, and she just wanted to save money for herself and redeem herself, not to be a concubine. But unexpectedly, the Yang Mansion was gone. "I forgot that you are very good at sewing."
After hearing what Yang Dahua said, people stopped giving Yang Haiyan advice. Nowadays, being good at sewing is a very prestigious thing. And if a woman embroiders a handkerchief herself to exchange money for buying something good, let alone delivering meals to her husband, it is even harder for people to say anything.
Yang Haiyan: "Sister Dahua, if you want to learn, you can come to me and I will teach you."
Yang Dahua: "Really?" Yang Haiyan
: "Of course."
Yang Dahua thought: "I will also make something good for my husband at noon. Let's go and deliver it together. I will come back to ask you about needlework."
Yang Haiyan: "Okay."
The pig's trotters that Yang Haiyan bought were cut by the butcher. There were six pounds in total. Three pounds of them were put on the trading platform, and the other three pounds were used to stew soybean pig's trotters.
Then she made a cold eggplant salad.
After she finished lunch, Yang Dahua called outside: "Haiyan, I'm here. Are you ready?"
Yang Haiyan: "Yes."
Yang Dahua felt very strange. She never thought that she and Haiyan could get along like this. "Haiyan, I like my life now. I am a good citizen and don't have to worry about other people's opinions. I am married and have a family. My husband is still a brave soldier. It would be great if it could always be like this."
Yang Haiyan: "Sister Dahua, you will be happy." But before happiness comes, there must be some hardships. Although it is a farming story, it has a warm trend, but the heroine... there will always be troubles, such as the heroine's extreme parents will appear.
Yang Dahua: "Thank you, Haiyan. Haiyan, I think you have changed a lot, but better than before."
Yang Haiyan: "People have to learn to grow up after experiencing hardships. When I was with the lady before, I felt that I was a maid and was particularly powerful and had a face. But after getting married and having a family, I realized that this kind of life is better."
Yang Dahua: "That's right."
The two talked and laughed and arrived at the military camp. From a distance, Qin Fang came to pick someone up as usual. He took the basket from her unconsciously, still with a cold face, but the voice he spoke was full of tenderness that he himself did not realize: "Don't come next time. You walk so much every day, your feet must hurt, right?" This woman is so thin, how much can she walk? If she gets sick, he will have to spend his money to see a doctor. It's annoying.
Yang Haiyan smiled: "I'm not tired, I just treat it as exercise, walking more will make my body better."
Yang Dahua walked beside them, listening to them talking, watching their intimacy, with envy in her eyes. Haiyan is beautiful, men should like her, right?
Yang Haiyan naturally didn't know what Yang Dahua was thinking. They went to the old place and sat down. Qin Fang opened the basket: "You bought pig's trotters again? You have no money again, right?" It was either fish or pig's trotters. The 300 coins he gave must be gone. Give more later. It's a pity that he can't save money this year, but he can't eat up the 30 kilograms of food every month. After all, he eats what the woman brings at noon every day.
Yang Haiyan: "Yes, I made some things when I was free these few days, and exchanged them for some money in the shop in town. It's enough to support myself."
Qin Fang knew her identity. She came from a wealthy family, so it was not surprising that she could make things. He thought that the things she could make were naturally embroidery and the like.
Today's soybean pig's trotters and eggplants are still a day that makes people burst with happiness.
Qin Fang ate a few bites and saw Han Zhen and Yang Dahua coming over. Han Zhen and Qin Fang have a good relationship. They are both under the same centurion and are very familiar with each other.
Han Zhen: "Every day I hear people say that your wife brings you food, which makes people feel itchy. Today my wife also brought me food." As he said, he glanced at the dishes here on Qin Fang's side. Damn, this dish is really good, soybean pig's trotters, look at Qin Fang chewing... and the eggplant sprinkled with green onions, it makes people want to drool.
Qin Fang saw his behavior, turned around, and blocked his sight. His wife brought him food, so he couldn't let others get it.
Yang Haiyan saw it and smiled silently. This man is really a little cute.
Feeling her smile, Qin Fang raised his head and glanced at her, then lowered his head and continued to eat, but his ears were slightly red. She looked really pretty when she smiled.
The dishes that Yang Dahua sent today were not bad. She was a smart woman who was sending food to a man, and she was with Yang Haiyan, so she would not send a bad meal, otherwise she would embarrass the man. Yang Dahua sent braised pork ribs and stir-fried vegetables. One pork and one vegetable, in addition to white rice, there were also two sweet potatoes in the lunch box, also because she was afraid that the man would not have enough to eat. Although it was not as good as the bowl of white rice that Qin Fang gave, it was indeed a good meal.
Han Zhen stretched out his long legs and kicked Qin Fang's butt: "Give me some soup."
Qin Fang turned around and glared at him, picked up the clay pot, and poured the pig's trotter soup directly into his lunch box.
Yang Dahua looked at them and thought that they must have a very good relationship. "Husband, you have a very good relationship." Their
relationship was indeed good, and it was also written in the original novel that they were from the same place.
Han Zhen: "We are from the same place and have known each other since childhood."
Yang Dahua: "I see."
Qin Fang: "Come to my house for dinner on the 20th of this month." Han
Zhen: "Okay, what's the wedding?"
Qin Fang: "Wedding wine."
Han Zhen: "Then come to my house on the evening of the 21st." Then he said to Yang Dahua, "Wife, I'll trouble you when the time comes."
Yang Dahua: "No trouble."
Qin Fang listened to their conversation, looked at Yang Haiyan, and silently lowered his head to eat. He couldn't say the word "wife".
After dinner, Yang Haiyan was in no hurry to leave. She took out a pen, paper and rope from her backpack and said, "Husband, stand still. I'll measure your size."
Qin Fang: "What...what for?"
Yang Haiyan: "Didn't I make some things today to earn some money? I bought you some cloth to make two sets of clothes."
Qin Fang: "No, you can buy yourself some new clothes."
Yang Haiyan: "I bought cloth for men, which is not suitable for me." As she spoke, she measured Qin Fang's size.
Qin Fang stood straight and didn't dare to move. He only felt the hands wandering on his body, creating ripples. Therefore, his whole body was tense.
When Yang Haiyan had measured herself and was ready to leave, Qin Fang pulled her aside and put a purse in her arms: "Buy whatever you want to eat. Our...our family's belongings are all here." Then he ran away with a red face.
When he ran away, he was still thinking, did he give too much? He should give one or two silver coins.
However, she brought lunch to him every day and made clothes for him. In their family, their mother was in charge of the money and their father did the work. So...it was not wrong for him to give his belongings to her.
Yang Haiyan naturally didn't know what he was thinking. She put the purse Qin Fang gave her into her shoulder bag.
Back in town, Yang Dahua went home to get the fabric and needle and thread, and would go find Yang Haiyan later. Yang Haiyan went to the woodworking shop and ordered a template model. Different from the previous ones, this time there were 50 models on one template, each with a capacity of 20 grams, and more importantly, there were engravings. Yang Haiyan ordered two such wooden boards, and one was engraved with flowers. The two boards cost a total of 150 coins, because engraving words and flowers is not an ordinary craft.
Then, she spent another 1,600 coins to order wardrobes, bedside tables, wall cabinets, tables and chairs, shoe racks, washbasin racks, bathtubs, etc.
The money bag Qin Fang gave her had 4 taels of silver and 100 coins, which was 4,100 coins. With the remaining 629 coins she had, their total belongings were 4,729 coins. Thinking of the man's reluctance to spend money, Yang Haiyan smiled silently. She didn't think he was stingy, this was called knowing how to live. Moreover, he was willing to let her buy food and new clothes.
Then, he spent another 150 coins to buy a bed of light blue cotton cloth to make bedding, because one bed sheet and quilt cover was not enough at home. That bed was still red, bought by Qin Fang, and used when he got married.
When she got home, she planned to make bedding first, make it today, and let Tang wash the new ones when she came to deliver water tomorrow.
"Haiyan, I'm here." Yang Dahua came.
Yang Haiyan: "Yes."
Yang Dahua brought some cloth and needles and thread to ask Yang Haiyan for embroidery. She knew how to sew and mend things. When she was in the Yang Mansion, she sewed and mended them by herself. At first, they didn't look good, but later she asked the old nanny for advice, so the mending was not bad. But embroidery is not an option.
Yang Haiyan is kind to others, and Yang Dahua has a good character in the novel, so she is willing to teach carefully. One is willing to teach carefully, and the other is willing to learn seriously. For Yang Dahua, the harvest in an afternoon is not bad. For Yang Haiyan, a bed sheet, quilt cover and pillowcase are ready.
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