"Mom, I told you not to do needlework anymore. Just let the servants handle these tasks; otherwise, buying ready-made ones is also fine, so you don’t strain your eyes."
In the previous years, when the household was not well-off and burdened by her health, Mrs. He often stitched through the night until tears flowed, yet Ye Jiu could not even manage to utter words of persuasion.
If it were not for knowing the hardships of daily life, Ye Jiu would not have been solely focused on earning money.
From the other room, Mrs. He’s voice was heard, "I’m not doing it anymore. Mom just took the opportunity to make it for you during my free time. I originally planned to have you wear it for the New Year, but it just so happens that it’s your fourth brother’s wife’s wedding, and it can be put to good use."
Although Ye Jiu knew there were many clothes in his wardrobe, those bought or made by servants could not compare to the comfort of those made by his own mother.
Besides, she was delighted to make clothes for her daughter, not finding it tiring in the slightest.
Ye Jiu, dressed in light red garments, had her hair styled into a bun by Mrs. He, who even insisted on adding two bead flowers. From a distance, she looked just like a little celestial being.
Helplessly, Ye Jiu also played the role of a doll for her mother, allowing Mrs. He to dress her up to her heart’s content.
Once the mother and daughter were ready, people from the first and second branches arrived. Old man Ye rushed in from outside and said, "The couple of the fourth has arrived. Have you prepared the red packet?"
Last night, they were so disturbed by Ye Jiu’s matters that the couple had no mood to prepare red packets, hence Old man Ye’s question at this moment.
"It’s ready. It’s not the first time I’m having a daughter-in-law. How could I forget such a thing!" Mrs. He said.
Downstairs, Mrs. Zhao, eyeing the two red packets on the tray behind Mrs. He, which clearly contained more than a few copper coins, couldn’t help but say jealously, "Oh, the red packets for the new daughter-in-law really are different. Back then, I and your sister-in-law didn’t get such treatment."
Back then, let alone a red packet, during the tea ceremony, Mrs. He would just dismiss it with a few copper coins.
Mrs. He casually retorted, "Then you should really be glad that we didn’t have the means back then. Otherwise, do you think you could have entered the Ye Family’s door?"
Mrs. Zhao was instantly at a loss for words, "Mother, what you said... the background of the fourth sister-in-law doesn’t seem better than ours. She’s just an orphan, not even comparable to me and your eldest sister-in-law, who at least come from decent families!"
Mrs. Zhang really hated how Mrs. Zhao always dragged her own ways into everything she said.
Now that the family had split, everyone should just live their own lives.
Looking at how other families in the village lived, she felt quite content.
Whether it was the first or the second branch, it wasn’t about the money in the red packets, she truly couldn’t understand why Mrs. Zhao felt it necessary to upset her in-laws over a red packet.
Just by listening to Mrs. Zhao’s words, it seemed as if she was saying the fourth sister-in-law wasn’t respectable.
The place they were currently in was indeed their parents’ home, but strictly speaking, it belonged to the fourth branch. Mrs. Zhao acting this way, she might really not want to enter through these doors in the future.
Qingyue was someone Ye Jiu had brought back, and by speaking in this manner, Mrs. Zhao wasn’t just slapping Qingyue’s face but also Ye Jiu’s.
Just as Ye Jiu was about to speak up in explanation, Qingyue’s voice came from outside, "Second sister-in-law is mistaken. Qingyue’s brother is a well-known Divine Doctor outside Fengyang City. I cannot accept the title of an orphan from you."