Yang Haiyan walked into the family quarters carrying a heavy basket and met a few people. It was morning and some people had gone out to buy groceries, while others had just returned from buying groceries. However, no one was as exaggerated as Yang Haiyan. Wasn't there too much stuff
"Haiyan." Yang Dahua also went shopping with a basket. Seeing Yang Haiyan's harvest, she was also shocked. "Why did you buy so many things?"
Yang Haiyan: "I brought lunch to my husband at noon, so I bought a little more."
Yang Dahua was at a loss for words. She knew Haiyan was a maidservant of the eldest lady and was used to eating good food, so she was inevitably extravagant in spending money. However, the centurion's monthly salary was only one or two taels of silver. How could this be enough
Seeing others pointing and talking, Yang Haiyan immediately explained: "Don't worry, Sister Dahua, I embroidered the handkerchief myself and exchanged it for some money, so I can eat something good today."
Yang Dahua had forgotten this. In the past, the Yang family had hired a famous teacher to teach the eldest young lady needlework. Senior maids like Haiyan were also qualified to learn needlework, but a rough maid like her was not qualified to learn. However, she didn't want to be a senior maid. Although being a senior maid was prestigious, it was also dangerous. If something happened to the young lady... or even followed the young lady to the son-in-law's house, she might be regarded as the son-in-law's maid. She just wanted to save money and redeem herself, and didn't want to be a concubine. Unexpectedly, the Yang family was gone. "I forgot that your needlework is very good."
After hearing what Yang Dahua said, everyone stopped criticizing Yang Haiyan. Nowadays, being good at needlework is a very prestigious thing. And when a woman embroiders handkerchiefs herself to earn money to buy something good, not to mention delivering meals to her husband, it is even harder for everyone 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 for a moment and said, "I will make something good for my husband at noon. Let's go and deliver it together. I will come back and ask you for advice on needlework."
Yang Haiyan: “Okay.”
Yang Haiyan asked the butcher to cut the pig's trotters she bought. There were six pounds in total, three pounds of which were put on the trading platform, and the other three pounds she used to stew the pig's trotters with soybeans.
Then I made some cold eggplant salad.
After she finished her lunch, Yang Dahua called out from outside: "Haiyan, I'm here, are you ok?"
Yang Haiyan: “Okay.”
Yang Dahua thought it was very strange, she had never thought that she and Haiyan could get along like this. "Haiyan, I like my life now very much. I am a good citizen, I don't have to look at other people's eyes, I am married and have a family, and 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 will be some hardships. Although it is a farming story, it is warm, 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 you are better than before."
Yang Haiyan: "People have to learn to grow up after going through hardships. When I was with the young lady, I thought I was a maid and was very powerful and prestigious. But after I got married and became the head of the family, I realized that this kind of life is better."
Yang Dahua: “That’s right.”
The two of them talked and laughed as they arrived at the military camp. From a distance, Qin Fang came to pick someone up as usual. He took the basket from her hand consciously. His face was still cold, but his voice 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 and said, "I'm not tired. I just treat it as exercise. Walking more will make my body better."
Yang Dahua walked beside them, listening to their conversation and looking at their intimacy with envy in her eyes. Haiyan is pretty, all 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: "Buying pig's trotters again? You don't have any money on you again?" Either fish or pig's trotters, the three hundred 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 all the thirty kilograms of food every month, after all, he eats what the woman brings at noon every day.
Yang Haiyan: "Yes, I made some things in my free time these days, and exchanged them for some money at the shops in town, which is 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 still make for a happy day.
Qin Fang ate a few bites and saw Han Zhen and Yang Dahua coming over. Han Zhen and Qin Fang had a good relationship, they were both under the same captain, and they knew each other very well.
Han Zhen: "Every day I hear people say that your wife brings you food, and it makes me feel itchy. Today my wife also brought me food." As he said that, he took a look at the dishes 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 chopped green onions, it makes people want to drool.
When Qin Fang saw his behavior, he turned around and blocked his view. This was a gift from his woman, so he couldn't let anyone else get it.
Yang Haiyan looked at him and smiled silently. This man was really cute.
Sensing her smile, Qin Fang looked up and glanced at her, then lowered his head to continue eating, but his ears were slightly red. She looked so beautiful when she smiled.
The dishes Yang Dahua sent today were also good. She was sending food to a man, and she was with Yang Haiyan. She was a smart woman, so she would not send a bad meal, otherwise it would embarrass the man. Yang Dahua sent braised pork ribs and stir-fried vegetables. One meat and one vegetable. In addition to white rice, there were two sweet potatoes in the lunch box, also in case the man didn't have enough to eat. Although it was not as good as the bowl of white rice Qin gave her, 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, then picked up the clay jar 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 two have a really good relationship."
They do have a good relationship, as mentioned in the original novel, and they are 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 happy event?"
Qin Fang: "Wedding wine."
Han Zhen: "Then come to my house for dinner on 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 ate silently. He couldn't call her "wife".
After finishing her meal, 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?"
Yang Haiyan: "Didn't I make some things today to exchange for some money? I bought you some cloth to make two sets of clothes."
Qin Fang: "No, just buy yourself some new clothes."
Yang Haiyan: "The cloth I bought is for men, it doesn't fit me." As she said this, she measured Qin Fang's size.
Qin Fang stood straight, not daring to move. He only felt those hands wandering over his body, creating ripples. As a result, 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 family... all our belongings are here." Then he ran away with a red face.
As I ran away, I was still thinking, did he give me too much? He should have given me one or two taels of silver.
However, she brought him lunch 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 her his belongings.
Yang Haiyan naturally didn't know what he was thinking. She put the purse Qin Fang gave her into her bag.
After returning to the town, Yang Dahua went home to get the cloth and needle and thread, and then went to find Yang Haiyan. Yang Haiyan went to the woodworking shop and ordered a template model. Unlike the previous one, this time there were fifty models on one template, each with a capacity of 20 grams, and more importantly, there were words engraved. Yang Haiyan ordered two such wooden boards, and one with flowers engraved on it. The two boards cost a total of 150 coins, because engraving words and flowers is not an ordinary craft.
Then, she customized wardrobes, bedside cabinets, wall cabinets, tables and chairs, shoe racks, washbasin racks, bathtubs, etc.
The purse Qin Fang gave her contained four taels and one hundred coins. With the money she had left, their total belongings were almost five taels. 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, she bought a light blue cotton cloth to make bedding, because the bed sheets and quilts at home were not enough. The bed was also red, bought by Qin Fang for use when he got married.
When she got home, she planned to make the bedding first. She would make it today and ask Tang to wash the new bedding when he came to deliver water tomorrow.
"Haiyan, I'm here. Are you there?" Yang Dahua came.
Yang Haiyan: “Yes.”
Yang Dahua brought some cloth and needles and thread to ask Yang Haiyan for advice on embroidery. She knew how to do general sewing and mending. When she was in the Yang residence, she sewed by herself. At first, it was not good. Later, she asked the old nanny for advice, so her sewing was not bad. But she was not good at embroidery.
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 afternoon is not bad. For Yang Haiyan, a bed sheet, quilt cover and pillowcase are ready.