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nChapter 109: A Hairpin

nTranslator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

n“Qingzhi.” In the courtyard, Shen Ruyue handed the account book to Chu Qingzhi and reported, “In the past 20 days, we earned 2,400 taels of silver from selling ice cream bars and 5,000 taels of silver from rice dumplings. The cost for making the ice cream bars was 700 taels of silver, and the ingredients for the rice dumplings cost 3,000 taels. Just now, we paid the villagers 500 taels of silver. In the end, we earned a total of 3,200 taels of silver.”

nWhen the Chu family heard this number, they immediately became excited. In just 20 days, their family had earned more than 3,000 taels. It was unimaginable.

nChu Qingzhi was very satisfied. “Ruyue, give everyone twenty taels of pocket money. Buy something you like tomorrow.”

nGranny Chu immediately waved her hand and said, “Qingzhi, there’s no need. We can’t spend all that money. Just give us one tael.”

nChu Qingzhi smiled gently and persuaded, “Grandma, you can save it if you don’t want to spend it, but you have to take the money. Otherwise, the others will also hesitate to take the money.”

nEveryone had contributed a lot to this family, so it was only right for them to spend it.

nGranny Chu thought about it and agreed. “Alright, 1’11 take it.”

nChu Xuyuan’s eyes lit up. He could not help but ask, “Fifth Sister, do we have pocket money as well?”

nChu Qingzhi smiled. “Of course. Everyone has.”

nShen Ruyue handed the money to everyone with a smile.

nThe entire Chu Village was filled with joy.

nIn the central room.

nChu Qingyue brought over a stack of clothes from her room and smiled gently. “Grandpa, Grandma, Father, Mother, everyone, come over.”

nHearing her voice, everyone came to the central room.

nGranny Chu glanced at the stack of clothes and then looked at Chu Qingyue. “Qingyue, what’s the matter?”

nChu Qingyue handed a dark purple dress to Granny Chu. “Grandma, this is the dress I made for you. Wear it on the Dragon Boat Festival tomorrow.”

nGranny Chu held the clothes and gently touched the smooth material with her wrinkled hand. She was pleasantly surprised. “Qingyue, you’re so considerate.”

nChu Qingyue smiled and handed the clothes to everyone one by one. “Wear new clothes tomorrow to celebrate the holidays.”

nChu Xuyuan unfolded his clothes and looked at them. He said sweetly, “Second Sister, thank you. 1 like it very much.”

nChu Qingyue nodded gently. “If you like it, 1’11 make more clothes of the same style for you in the future.”

nChu Xuyuan was overjoyed. “Yay.”

nShen Ruyue looked down at the light yellow dress and smiled brightly.

nShe was an orphan. Growing up, she never knew what having a family felt like. However, in the short ten days living in the Chu family, she felt how good it was to have a family.

nA smile appeared on Chu Qingzhi’s face. Although she was forced to descend to the mortal world, it was undeniable that she had a lot of fun.

nChu Qingyue picked up the last clothes and hesitated for a moment before going to Chu Xuhua’s room.

nNing Yuting leaned against the head of the bed and listened to the laughter in the central room. He was in a daze.

nThe man on the bed had eyes as black as ink. There was a faint sadness in his eyes. He had a high nose bridge, distinct facial features, and a pale face.

nHe was only wearing a single shirt. The snow-white single shirt made his already pale face look even paler.

nChu Qingyue handed the clothes in her hand to Ning Yuting. “I made clothes for my family. You’re at our house now, so 1 made one for you as well.”

nNing Yuting looked at the clothes and was slightly stunned. “You specially made it for me?” No one had ever specially made clothes for him.

nChu Qingyue smiled gently and said, “Yes, I hope you don’t mind.”

nNing Yuting took the clothes and smiled. “1 can’t be happier. Why would I mind? Miss Chu, thank you.”

nChu Qingyue shook her head gently. “There’s no need to thank me. You’re sick now. It’s only right for me to take care of you.”

nNing Yuting lowered his head and looked at the clothes. It was a green and white robe. The fabric was soft and the stitches were fine. It was paired with a green belt with cloud patterns embroidered on it. The work was really skillful.

n“The clothes are especially well made. 1 like it very much. Miss Chu, thank you.”

nChu Qingyue’s eyes were filled with gentleness. “1’11 go out first. 1 still have something to do outside.”

nAt night.

nNing Yuting unfolded the letter that Chu Qingzhi had given him and read it word by word under the bright moonlight coming in from the window.

nThe letter said, “Yuting, I’m grandpa. When I heard that you fell off the cliff, 1 was so scared that I fainted. Now that I’ve received your letter, I’m alive again.

nYou’re injured. Rest well. There’s no need to rush back.

nRight, although I don’t want to tell you, 1 think 1 have to mention it.

nJiao Qinqin has already married someone else. Forget about her.”

nJiao Qinqin was Ning Yuting’s fiancee. They could be considered childhood sweethearts.

nNing Yuting looked at the words “married someone else” and clenched his fists tightly. However, he slowly relaxed.

nHe didn’t like Jiao Qinqin, but he didn’t have any other woman he liked, so he tacitly agreed to this marriage. However, he didn’t expect Jiao Qinqin to marry someone else before the news of his death was confirmed.

nWere all women so heartless?

nHe suddenly thought of Chu Qingyue and his gaze softened. Not all women were the same.

nAt the military camp.

nThe night wind blew through the forest, bringing with it a light rustling sound.

nThe sparkling stars shone in the endless darkness, surrounding the bright moon in the middle.

nTang Jinghong took out a simple box from under his pillow.

nHis fingers gently caressed the box. His already deep eyes seemed to have become even deeper at this moment.

nHis handsome face was cold and expressionless.

nHe opened the box. There was nothing precious inside. It was just a silver hairpin with a spring flower engraved on the head to symbolize hope.

nThis was his mother’s dowry. After she died, she left it to him as a relic.

nTang Jinghong’s fingertips gently caressed the hairpin. His greatest regret in life was that he wasn’t with his mother when she passed away.

n“Mother, did you leave the hairpin to me so that I could give it to your daughter-in-law?”

nAs he thought about it, Chu Qingzhi’s beautiful face appeared in his mind. He muttered, “Mother, 1 really like a girl, but I don’t know if she likes me.”

n“I want to tell her my feelings, but I’m afraid that she will reject me. Mother, what do you think I should do?”

nTang Jinghong stared at it for a while. He took the silk cloth and gently wiped it. Then, he carefully placed the hairpin back into the box.

nHe lay down flat, resting his head on one hand and pressing the other on the box. He tapped his index finger lightly, planning tomorrow in his mind..

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