Chapter 269: 269 kicking the door at midnight Chapter 269: 269 kicking the door at midnight Then, unexpectedly, Ye Jiu added another sentence, “However, although I can’t give you mine, there are still many scrap cloths there. You can choose some tomorrow and ask your Sister Qinghua to make them for you. She will agree.”
“Mm-hmm.” Ye Qingzhi nodded vigorously, her previously dim eyes starting to sparkle again.
Ye Jiu came over and tousled her hair, and then said, “There are also quite a few fabrics in the cupboard. I’ll tear off a piece for you later and ask Qinghua to make you two new sets of clothes.”
The clothes on Ye Qingzhi’s body were very old, handed down from her two older brothers and were already in tatters.
When she had come to the main house, she had only brought two old garments, and the fabric given to her last time was nowhere to be seen. Clearly, it was futile to hope that Mrs. Zhao would make new clothes for her, let alone that they might have even withheld her share of the fabric.
Ye Jiu felt deep sympathy for Ye Qingzhi, for her plight was just like what she had endured in her previous life!
The only difference was that she had been directly abandoned by her parents to her grandmother, whereas Ye Qingzhi had parents but it was as if she had none.
Indeed, Ye Qingzhi’s situation seemed even more pitiable than hers had been; at least she had had enough to eat while living with her grandmother, while Ye Qingzhi suffered from both hunger and harsh treatment.
As Ye Jiu tore off the fabric, she tore a few extra yards for Ye Qinghua. After all, it wouldn’t be right to give only to Ye Qingzhi and not to Ye Qinghua.
Then, Ye Qingzhi, holding the fabric, skipped happily out of the room, and seeing her so joyful, Ye Jiu smiled along.
Mrs. He glanced sideways, her tone undisguisedly dissatisfied, “I don’t know what you’re thinking, favoring these two girls so much, giving them everything. Who knows if they will even remember any of your kindness in the future!”
“Whether they remember or not isn’t important, having you as my mother is enough. As long as you still want me, everyone else doesn’t matter,” Ye Jiu said.
“Always know how to say the sweetest things,” Mrs. He remarked, her tone significantly calmer.
Ye Jiu chuckled, “Mother, I just feel that life is tough for girls in this world. Only those who encounter good families can enjoy some blessed days at their parents’ home. Once married, they serve their in-laws above, their husbands and children below, busily hustling through life without much good to come from it. So, I can’t help but want to pamper them a bit more.”
“What you say makes sense,” Mrs. He remarked, not contradicting this time, although she didn’t see it as anything unusual, as everyone went through the same.
But, hearing Ye Jiu say this, she couldn’t help but start worrying about Ye Jiu’s future marriage.
Once a woman is married, she belongs to another family, no matter how favored she was in her own home, she still has to face the moods of others at her in-laws’.
Her own dearly raised daughter, could Mrs. He really trust her to someone else, to serve other family like an old maid?
Thinking this, Mrs. He began to feel uneasy.
Ye Qingzhi returned beaming with joy, and one could tell without guessing that Ye Qinghua must have agreed to make clothes and a small bunny for her.
Indeed, as Mrs. He had expected, Old Man Ye made it through dinner but couldn’t get through the night.
In the middle of the night, Ye Jiu heard a noise at the door and knew it was Old Man Ye returning. She hurriedly thought to get up to open the door, but Mrs. He stopped her.
“Leave him be; that useless old man has such a temper, let him stay outside and reflect,” Mrs. He’s voice was soft, yet ensured that Old Man Ye outside could absolutely hear it.
Ye Jiu distinctly heard the door being kicked.