Jin Zijin finished sewing, tied a knot, snapped the thread, and picked up a pile of white items. He placed them by Gu Youyou’s bed and said, "If I’m not mistaken, this is your first time dealing with your ’Friend’, right?"
Gu Youyou: "..." She really didn’t want to discuss menstruation with a man.
"These things might be useful to you."
Gu Youyou picked one up to look. A long strip of cotton cloth. Ancient sanitary pads?
Oh goodness! This man made her a whole bunch of sanitary pads. There goes his decency.
Suppressing the tumult in her heart, Gu Youyou said in a hoarse voice, "Thank you!"
The atmosphere froze to a standstill, and Gu Youyou realized that she was dressed in clean clothes inside the quilt, with one of the homemade sanitary pads she was holding against her body. Good heavens, did this man actually change her sanitary pad?
Hold it in, she must hold it in!
Gu Youyou took a few deep breaths.
"How... do you know... how to sew?"
She intended to ask how he knew how to make sanitary pads, but considering it, she couldn’t bring herself to say it and had to ask differently.
Jin Zijin showed no sign of embarrassment, sitting by the bed, seriously answering her question, "I grew up in the Dao Family Tianzong since I was a child. My master is an old man who couldn’t do such tasks. So whenever my clothes were torn, I had to sew them myself. At first, I didn’t do it well, often pricking my hand, but over time, I learned."
He looked at the things he made for Gu Youyou and continued, "I guessed this shape might be more practical; I have no idea what others use or their shape."
Gu Youyou’s face turned red.
Only Jin Zijin could talk about these things so matter-of-factly!
She was, however, surprised that he brought up some childhood memories. Before, he would not have said half a word about them.
"So, you and Yue Rujing are from the same sect, both Taoists?"
Jin Zijin was slightly startled, a strange luster flickered in his eyes, but soon it faded, and he smiled, "Being a Taoist isn’t that easy. But my master is a Taoist, and he also hoped that I would continue his legacy."
Gu Youyou felt that Jin Zijin’s explanation was different from what Yue Rujing said. According to him, becoming a Taoist sounded like a rather challenging career to achieve in this world. It wasn’t something you could do just because you want to.
"Come on, the ginger soup is ready. Your body is so cold, drinking some ginger soup will help you feel better!" The cheerful voice of Yue Rujing from outside the door broke the awkward silence, only to make Gu Youyou feel even more embarrassed.
So, Yue Rujing knew too, and even made ginger soup in the middle of the night?
It was one thing for Jin Zijin to know, after all, he was someone who had been honest with her, but what about Yue Rujing?
What happened to the traditional conservativeness of ancient people?
Jin Zijin explained, "He’s a doctor too, and late at night , you’ll have to make do with the soup. Tomorrow, we will go to Jisheng Hall for some proper medicine."
Jin Zijin took the bowl of soup from Yue Rujing, who then tactfully left the room.
Reaching the doorway, he popped his head back in, "By the way, sister-in-law, that sweet osmanthus sugar lotus root was delicious. Your cousin and I finished it. You’re not well, and it’s not good for you after it cools. I’ll make it fresh for you tomorrow."
Gu Youyou’s face darkened instantly: "...Who let you eat it? I made that for Yuancheng."
"That sugar lotus root was a bit hard today, not quite done. I’ll make it again tomorrow, heh heh!"
Yue Rujing was like a shameless face. Gu Youyou angrily replied, "Can it be the same if you make it tomorrow? Then why did I go to all that trouble to make it tonight?"
"What’s the difference? Just get up early tomorrow!"
"Get up early? It’s 11 PM to 1 AM now."
As they were about to argue through the night, Jin Zijin spoke gently to Gu Youyou, "Yuancheng is losing his baby teeth; it’s not good for him to eat something so sweet!"