C17 (1/2)

”She dares! If you ask me, when their Xiao family married such an capable and virtuous wife like you, who doesn't know what kind of high incense they burned in their hearts? With Granny Da Yong's mouth, who in the village wouldn't know, it would be a pity to marry that person with such a good character, but Da Yong is a good person, if you have the ability to weave cloth, you will definitely lead a good life! ” Aunt Wei comforted Xu Hui.

Xu Hui smiled and nodded, ”Aunt is right, life will get better sooner or later!”

Xu Hui knew that Aunt Wei was really thinking for her sake, so she was not stingy when it came to people who treated her sincerely. Although she knew that Aunt Wei did not necessarily believe that she could weave cloth, as long as she weaved it, she would buy her own family and her brother's yarn.

Xu Hui had always believed that as long as both sides shared the same goals and interests, they could work together. Aunt Wei was a smart person. She knew how to speak and how to do things. Her father-in-law was also a village elder, and her family had a good relationship with the villagers, but also had the ability to speak. Xu Hui needed such a person to help her get to know the relationships in the village as soon as possible. She also needed such a person to help her fight the Xiao family.

In this era where filial piety governed the country, Xu Hui had no choice but to cherish her reputation like a swan cherishing its feathers. She wanted to live a good life, not only making money, but also holding the highest moral status.

No matter how bad the Xiao family was, she couldn't let Xiao Da Yong carry the notoriety of being unfilial and disobedient. This was an era where he could be punished for being unfilial. Now, regardless of whether they were building the cellar room or opening fire on their own, or discussing the payment of the money at home, these things were detrimental to the interests of the rest of the Xiao family. If Xiao Li's disease and He's were to go out and speak carelessly, it was very likely that they would ruin Xiao Da Yong's reputation.

It was not that Xiao Da Yong and Xu Hui were disloyal, it was that the elders of the Xiao family were not kind enough to force them to such a state!

That was why Xu Hui had gone to the jewelry store to sell bracelets in front of Aunt Wei today.

When she married Xiao Da Yong, she did not think of living with him. This marriage was just a means for Xu Hui to help Xu Jingan escape from the prison.

It was more obvious to smart people that things would progress beyond their control. However, Xu Hui had yet to realize the change in her heart, which would pave the way for their relationship in the future.

Of course, this was in the future. At the moment, Xu Hui was focused on the pressing issue of life.

After selling a pair of bracelets for two or six silver coins, Xu Hui bought some sesame oil and some plate oil.

The sesame oil was the sesame oil and it was very expensive, so Xu Hui mainly bought the plate oil. After buying it, she would cut it into pieces and place it in a hot pot to slowly fry. When the weather was cold, it would turn into a white paste, and when cooking, he would put in some very fragrant dishes. When Xu Hui was young, the dishes she ate at her maternal grandma's house were all fried with lard. Later on, because the pigs were changed into feed and raised, he ate very little because she said that lard was easy to eat with high blood lipids.

The leftover fried pork meat was naturally pollution-free and delicious. Xu Hui bought a large piece of plate oil directly due to her wealth.

As for the dishes and the eggs, Aunt Wei had said that they could be sold to Xu Hui for a cheaper price. Naturally, Xu Hui was grateful and decided not to buy them in the town. There was also cotton for Niuniu. Aunt Wei had said that the cotton clothes and pants they had when they were young could also be worn by Niuniu. Xu Hui quickly agreed. She realized that Auntie Wei was surprised at how much money she had spent. She had to give up on the idea of buying other things.

When they got home, Xu Hui gave Auntie Wei a hundred yuan as a deposit to buy yarn from her brother. Aunt Wei was happy that Xu Hui was so straightforward. She went back and gave the yarn to Xu Hui first.

The loom had already moved into the cellar room. Xiao Da Yong was worried that the newly built house would be damp and cold, but Xu Hui felt that this kind of temperature and humidity weaving was extremely appropriate.

Although the yarn in Aunt Wei's house was not thin enough, it could still be said to be over. Xu Hui wrapped the yarn well and began weaving for the first time.

Xiao Da Yong and Niu Niu watched Xu Hui's hands flutter across the loom like butterflies, the white yarn slowly turning into fine white cloth. They could not help but open their eyes wide to witness this miraculous scene!

When Xu Hui found out that she was sitting in front of the loom, she was very calm and happy. She thought about how Qiao Jieer had been learning weaving at her uncle's house since childhood.

It was very easy for Xu Hui to weave this kind of plain white cotton cloth with no patterns. She had weaved enough cloth in less than two to four hours. She wanted to make Xiao Dayong a set of clothes with the cloth she weaved for the first time.

After sending him back to the gate tomorrow, Xiao Dazong would return to the battlefield. It was up to the heavens to decide whether or not he would be able to survive. Xu Hui felt that she should at least prepare something for him.

Xiao Da Yong and Niu Niu carefully touched the thin cotton that Xu Hui had knitted. Xiao Da Yong sighed and said, ”Truly smooth! My wife, you're too amazing. None of us here have managed to weave such a good piece of cotton!”

”In the future, I will make better cloth and sell it for a lot of money. Don't risk your life just for the silver s. You have to protect yourself well!” When Xu Hui thought about how Xiao Dayong was only nineteen years old, he felt a little upset. The battlefield had no eyes, and it was possible that he would never see Xiao Dazong again.

Xiao Da Yong could not explain to Xu Hui that only those who were not afraid of death could win on the battlefield. However, he was very touched by Xu Hui's worry.