Reborn as a Tough Army Wife-Chapter 107 - 102 Borrowing Money (Second Update)

Luo Zhiyong also didn’t have many clothes. From childhood till adulthood, his wardrobe barely filled half a cabinet, and even those weren’t of good quality. It’s likely that the better ones had been handed down to Luo Zhiming.

That is just how things were back then; you buy a new piece of clothing, the eldest wears it first, then the second eldest, and so on. Once it’s worn out, you patch it up and keep wearing it. As long as it’s not falling apart, the garment isn’t finished.

Fang Pingying tidied up for a while, and in the end, she only managed to gather a few woolen sweaters that Luo Zhiyong wore when he was seventeen or eighteen.

Seeing that the colours were still decent, Fang Pingying thought of unravelling the wool and knitting a new piece by adding some extra yarn.

However, the wool seemed fine to the eye, but when she started unravelling it, the yarn was weak; it would snap with a pull. Even if she forced a new garment out of it, it probably wouldn’t be warm.

But to simply throw it away felt like too much of a waste.

Suddenly, Fang Pingying remembered something she could use the yarn for.

In a previous life, she had learned to knit woolen shoes from someone else.

As long as you had the soles, you could knit any style of woolen shoes, and they would look much nicer than the black cloth shoes she made herself at this time.

Last time Fang Pingying tore up some cloth, she had planned to make a pair of slippers each for Luo Dashan and Zhou Yunmei. She had already finished the soles, but because she had been too busy recently, after finishing the soles, they just sat there untouched.

Now that she thought of knitting woolen shoes, those soles could come in handy.

Because Zhou Yunmei was pickier than Luo Dashan, Fang Pingying decided to make Luo Dashan’s first.

Although she had done it before, she was rusty after such a long time, so the first pair of shoes she knitted wouldn’t be as smooth as the later ones.

Originally, knitting these woolen shoes was simple: first, you would knit a shoe shape with woolen needles at the top, and finally, you’d use a thick needle and twine to join the sole and upper part together.

But Fang Pingying thought, considering the cold weather, and since she had some spare cotton from making clothes, why not line the shoes with cotton? That way, they would be warm to wear during the winter.

After deciding how to proceed, Fang Pingying looked around the house for a woolen needle.

But in Luo Zhiyong’s room, a big man’s dwelling, where would you find a woolen needle? Fang Pingying searched high and low, rummaging through his belongings for a long time without success.

She was just about to go out and ask Luo Honglan when she heard her voice outside the door, "Sister-in-law, are you asleep yet?"

Fang Pingying replied, "No, come on in."

Seeing Luo Honglan push the door and enter the room, Fang Pingying smiled and said, "Perfect timing, Hong Lan, do you have a woolen needle to lend me for a bit?"

Luo Honglan pursed her lips and quickly said, "Yes, I’ll go and get it for you."

She turned around, went back to her room, and brought the woolen needle to Fang Pingying.

Fang Pingying took the needle without much thought and began trying to work with the yarn she had rolled up earlier, completely ignoring that Luo Honglan had come over to seek her out proactively.

But it was also because Luo Honglan often hung around in her room when she had nothing else to do, so Fang Pingying didn’t think much of it.

However, Luo Honglan had actually come specifically to see Fang Pingying with something on her mind.

She stood in the room for a while, looking at Fang Pingying many times, her mouth opening a few times, but in the end, she didn’t bring up the matter.

Finally, Fang Pingying realized something was off and called her, "Hong Lan, what’s wrong? Come sit on the kang; why are you just standing there?"

Luo Honglan gritted her teeth, thinking that it had to be said sooner or later, so she clenched her jaws and spoke up, "Sister-in-law, I have a favor to ask of you."

It was then that Fang Pingying realized something was off with Luo Honglan today; she had come to her with an issue.

She smiled and said cheerfully, "Silly girl, there’s no need to ask for favors with your sister-in-law, just say what you need."

"I..." Luo Honglan hesitated for a moment, and then said in a very soft voice, "I want to borrow ten yuan."

"Ah?" Luo Honglan’s voice was so quiet that Fang Pingying didn’t catch it, "Come here, say it louder."

"Sister-in-law, I would like to borrow ten yuan." Luo Honglan repeated, raising her voice a bit. frёeωebɳovel.com

"Ten yuan?" Fang Pingying was somewhat surprised; usually Luo Honglan was never one to spend carelessly, "Do you need so much money to buy something?"

"No," Luo Honglan shook her head.

"Then what’s it for?" Although it was Luo Honglan’s own money, Fang Pingying still felt she was a child and thus asked an extra question.

Luo Honglan hesitated for a while, then said in a low voice as she had been instructed by Luo Cuilan in the room earlier, "Miss Fang just came to see me, saying there were some issues at home and wanted to borrow some money from me."

"That’s fine then," Fang Pingying didn’t doubt much after hearing this.

Because Luo Honglan and Fang’er were as close as one person; they would spend money together, and Miss Fang had come to borrow money before, which was returned by her mother, Aunt Xi, saying that they needed the money urgently and couldn’t come up with it right away.

Fang Pingying put down the work in her hands, took out a small cash box from the cabinet, and while counting the money asked, "Is ten yuan enough to lend to Miss Fang?"

"Enough, enough." Seeing Fang Pingying acting so straightforwardly, Luo Honglan bit her lip and then said with extreme embarrassment, "I’ll pay you back once I have the money."

Fang Pingying laughed upon seeing her like this and said, "Silly girl, this is your own money, it’s just kept with your sister-in-law. Don’t talk about paying back; when you need it, just come take it. Your sister-in-law will keep the account for you, and when the New Year comes, let your elder brother count it out for you."

Hearing this, Luo Honglan hurriedly waved her hands, "Sister-in-law, no need, no need to count it out for me, whatever you give me is fine."

"Then take twelve yuan," Fang Pingying decided to give Luo Honglan an extra two yuan, "You lend ten yuan to Miss Fang, and keep the remaining two yuan for your personal expenses; Mom hasn’t given you any pocket money this month, right?"

"Sister-in-law, ten yuan is enough for me; I don’t buy anything since I eat and live at home, so I don’t need any pocket money." Luo Honglan was only willing to accept the ten yuan and even patted her pocket, "Besides, I still have several cents on me."

Fang Pingying stuffed the money into her hand, "Take it, if you don’t need it just keep it in your room; you’re grown up, you can’t always ask your sister-in-law for money every time you buy something."

Luo Honglan took the money, and glanced at Fang Pingying, as if wanting to say something more, but in the end, she didn’t speak.

After taking the money, Luo Honglan left.

Fang Pingying felt that Luo Honglan was a bit strange today; in the past, when she came to her room, she always lingered and wouldn’t leave, sometimes even sleeping over if it was late, always chattering non-stop when they were together.

But today she was halting and reluctant to speak, and she had even said Miss Fang had come over, when clearly all the gates of the house were shut and it seemed there hadn’t been any noise.

However, Fang Pingying couldn’t be sure because she had been too focused on her own business earlier, and it’s possible that the gate could have been opened without her noticing.

Besides, Luo Honglan was already an adult; she had told her that she was saving the money for her to take whenever she needed it. If she asked too many questions, Luo Honglan might feel pressured and might not dare to come and borrow money in the future.

Luo Honglan’s character, like Luo Dashan’s—honest and straightforward—she never spent money extravagantly. On a regular basis, she was willing to spend a few cents here and there on some trinkets, but when it came to items costing more than 50 cents, she wouldn’t dare to decide on her own.

Moreover, Luo Honglan was pure in character and would not do anything wrong; Fang Pingying guessed that the money was really meant to be lent to Miss Fang.

But Fang Pingying really didn’t expect that because she asked too few questions this time, it would lead to a major incident in the Luo Family. (To be continued. If you like this work, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation tickets and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please go to m.qidian.com to read.)