The old lady is reborn

Hua calmed herself down and thought that it was not the case. It was probably because she had strained her eyes from sewing and was seeing things.

He is my own son. We depend on each other for survival. How could he look at me like this?

Hua felt that she could sacrifice her life for her son. Even if her son did not have the same feelings towards her, he would not want her life.

He also thought that he actually had some money left, so he could buy a house big enough for his son to get married, a shop, and fifty acres of good farmland.

Life could be good, but with my son's current condition, can he run the shop well?

If he rents out his good farmland, can he take care of it? If he marries a girl from a good family, can he live a good life with her?

And can Song Ying really let her son go?

When the news of Rong Ruo's death came, Hua was terrified.

Rong Yueqi felt that his mother was worrying too much. In fact, his grandfather was troubled by his aunt. The couple divorced and caused a lot of trouble.

At that time, there were not enough bookstores to sell, and in the end, my grandfather lost his life. What does this have to do with Song Ying?

After all, my mother still wanted to drag me away from Kyoto.

He looked down on his mother, who only knew how to do trivial things.

Hua was good at sewing. She saw a little girl in the neighboring yard with torn clothes.

It’s a pretty little skirt. It’s not easy for ordinary people to buy one made of such material. Maybe she bought it for a special occasion.

The torn part was mended in a way that was hard to describe. The girl seemed to know that the torn part was ugly, so she covered it up from time to time with an embarrassed expression on her face. Hua felt uncomfortable when she saw it.

She said to the little girl, "Give me your dress and I'll mend it for you, okay?"

The little girl hesitated and said, "Okay."

But when she handed the clothes to Aunt Hua, she looked a little worried, but still had an expression that showed she firmly trusted Aunt Hua.

Hua spent several days carefully mending the dress. When the dress was returned, not only the little girl but also the neighbors were shocked, as they could not find the original torn part.

In addition to being amazed and grateful, the family gave the little girl homemade pancakes, which made the little girl even more delighted.

Hua was also very happy.

But things changed afterwards.

A few days later, the family brought two sets of damaged adult Chinese clothing to ask Hua to mend them.

But the little girl kept her head down.

The two families usually had a good relationship, and this time he brought steamed buns that had just been cooked at home, so Hua couldn't refuse.

Moreover, the neighbors were hesitant, meaning that they were in a hurry to use these two sets of clothes, and it would be best if they could be repaired quickly.

In order to connect the colors of every embroidery thread, Hua matched the required colors little by little under the sun, and then split the silk thread again and again... It was an extremely thin thread, and the smoke-like thread could hardly be found when the wind blew.

The warp and weft threads fill in the gaps in the base fabric, and the embroidery thread fills in the pattern above.

After mending the two sets of clothes in a hurry, Hua was almost exhausted and hurried to deliver them to her neighbor.

The little girl saw Hua's pale face and said to her parents who looked happy, "I'll see Aunt Hua off." The neighbor said hurriedly, "Yes, yes."

The little girl and Hua came out and hurriedly said to Hua, "Don't help my parents mend their clothes anymore. Those torn clothes are from the clothing store and they are sold very cheaply.

When they see that you mend clothes well, they buy torn clothes on purpose, mend them, and then sell them to others at a high price, which is just cheaper than the ready-made clothing store."