Reborn as a Tough Army Wife-Chapter 51 Borrowing a Sewing Machine

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Luo Zhiyong’s face turned red at Zhou Yunmei’s words. He coughed unnaturally and said, "Mom, what are you talking about?"

Zhou Yunmei glared at Luo Zhiyong and said to the neighbor instead, "What am I talking about? With your daughter-in-law’s brute-like personality, her parents never really taught her, she definitely won’t know how to be considerate."

She paused, then muttered under her breath, "Besides, when she got married, with her mother Li Yuchun’s selfish nature, she definitely only focused on Fang Xiu and had no time for her. I need to go talk to her about these things."

"Mom, you..." Luo Zhiyong grabbed Zhou Yunmei, not knowing what to say.

If Zhou Yunmei really went to talk to Fang Pingying about these things, it would probably cast a shadow over the couple’s intimacy. He hurriedly said, "Don’t think too much. I just came to check what you were knocking on late at night. Look where your mind went. You can keep knocking if you want, I’m going back to sleep."

After saying that, Luo Zhiyong hurriedly left.

Zhou Yunmei watched Luo Zhiyong’s retreating back and pursed her lips, continuing the "bang bang" pounding in the room.

Since the incident with the steamed pork with rice flour, Fang Pingying noticed that Luo Cuilan seemed to go to Zhang Jianguo’s house less often than before, and Luo Cuilan also became less talkative, often dazing off in the yard by herself, and sometimes taking a long time to respond when spoken to by family members.

At first, Fang Pingying couldn’t pay much attention to it because she was busy with her own business.

After dividing the big jar of bean paste into many small bottles, indeed, more people bought them. Although still not as popular as the hawthorn cake, she could sell five or six small bottles per market day.

In the following markets, because she didn’t sell out all the small bottles of paste, and it was inconvenient to go to the county to buy small jars, Fang Pingying no longer made hawthorn jam and only made hawthorn cakes to sell at the market.

Fang Pingying was planning to focus on harvesting the hawthorn from the mountain in the village first, and after the hawthorn season was over, she would consider other products.

As it was just making hawthorn cakes, Fang Pingying wasn’t that busy anymore. She would make about twenty or so pounds of hawthorn cake for each market.

When not going to the market, she would spend time with Luo Zhiyong, Luo Honglan, and a few others at home, and it would only take about half a day to prepare these products.

After that, Fang Pingying found herself with more free time.

Since it was already October in the lunar calendar, and there wasn’t much work left in the fields, Luo Dashan didn’t let them help, preferring to chat with people while tidying up the fields by himself.

After all, Luo Dashan had been farming all his life, and he always enjoyed spending more time in the fields when there was nothing else to do.

Therefore, with free time at home, Fang Pingying contemplated turning the fabric she had bought from the town last time into clothes.

Thinking it would take several days to make a few sets of clothes, she discussed borrowing Fang Xiu’s sewing machine to use in her own room for a few days before returning it with Luo Zhiyong.

Since Fang Xiu’s room still had Luo Zhiming in it, it wouldn’t do for her, as his elder sister-in-law, to run over there all the time.

Luo Zhiyong agreed and was about to call Luo Zhiming to tell him about borrowing the sewing machine.

Fang Pingying stopped him, saying she would speak to Fang Xiu herself. Lately, Fang Xiu seemed to have improved somewhat, at least occasionally able to calmly converse with Fang Pingying.

Not like before, whenever Fang Pingying opened her mouth, Fang Xiu would get all huffy, acting as if Fang Pingying knew nothing and shouldn’t speak at all.

Fang Pingying knocked on Fang Xiu’s door just as Fang Xiu and Luo Zhiming were discussing having lunch back at Li Yuchun’s.

Ever since that day they fooled around on the back mountain several times, they experienced an unprecedented thrill. Whenever they were free, the two of them would mess around on the Fang Family’s back mountain, and sometimes, when it got late, they would conveniently have their meal at Li Yuchun’s.

Hearing someone knocking on the door, Fang Xiu got up to straighten her clothes before going to answer it.

Seeing it was Fang Pingying, Fang Xiu first pursed her lips, then suddenly remembered that Pingying had made quite a bit of money from her business recently. She immediately touched her face with her hand, disguising her previous gesture, "Not sure what’s with my tooth, it’s been aching all day."

Fang Pingying knew Fang Xiu’s personality all too well. Actually, if Fang Xiu hadn’t added that last bit, Fang Pingying wouldn’t have thought much of it; after all, Fang Xiu had always been like this towards her.

But her deliberate explanation couldn’t help but make Fang Pingying overthink.

However, Fang Pingying only frowned slightly before stating her purpose, "Fang Xiu, I bought two pieces of fabric to make clothes a while ago, and I was hoping to borrow your sewing machine."

"Borrowing the sewing machine?" Fang Xiu looked distressedly at her own still unopened sewing machine inside her house, not too willing, "I haven’t even used that sewing machine myself yet."

"You know how to use the sewing machine?" Fang Pingying was a bit surprised. She remembered that in her previous life, Fang Xiu had never learned how to use it, and eventually the sewing machine was left to rust without being used much.

Fang Xiu shook her head and said, "I don’t, but..."

Before she could finish, Luo Zhiming, who was half lying on the bed, rolled over and sat up, smiling, "Xiu’er, just lend the sewing machine to your sister-in-law, since you don’t know how to use it anyway. Ever since it was bought, it’s just been sitting there unused. I’ve heard people say that sewing machines should be used often; otherwise, they tend to break down."

"Oh, is that so? Then, okay." Upon hearing that sewing machines could break down easily from not being used, Fang Xiu immediately agreed, turning to Fang Pingying, "Sister, you take it and use it, but please handle it with care, it wasn’t cheap."

"I know." Fang Pingying replied, then intended to go back to her room to call Luo Zhiyong to help carry it, "I’ll call your elder brother to carry this sewing machine to my house. I’ll return it to you in a few days after I finish using it."

But before she could call out, Luo Zhiyong quickly got up from the bed and came over with a smile, offering to help her, "Sister-in-law, my brother’s leg isn’t convenient, wherever you need it carried to, I’ll do the carrying."

"Sure." Fang Pingying accepted the hand from Luo Zhiming and carried the sewing machine into her own room, placing it by the window.

Luo Zhiyong saw Luo Zhiming himself delivering the sewing machine and said with a smile, "Zhiming, once your sister-in-law is done using it, in a few days, we’ll give it back to Fang Xiu in your family."

Luo Zhiming was always generous, and since he didn’t value the item much, he just waved his hand nonchalantly, "No rush, it can stay at your place too, it’s not like Xiu’er can use it anyway, and it’s just sitting idle at home. Doesn’t matter whose house it’s in."

Luo Zhiming said with a smile and then greeted Luo Zhiyong, "Big brother, sister-in-law, we’re heading out soon. We won’t be back for lunch today, so don’t wait to eat with us."

Luo Zhiyong thought Luo Zhiming was going to hang out with his unreliable friends again, so he frowned and asked, "Not coming back for lunch, where are you guys planning to eat? Don’t keep running off every day, you’re already grown men."

"Big brother, I’m not running off," Luo Zhiming responded with a smile, "We’re just heading over to my mother-in-law’s. Do you guys want to come too? They were saying the other day that you haven’t visited them for a while."

Hearing they were going to their mother-in-law’s house, Luo Zhiyong didn’t say more but nodded, "We won’t go today, we’ll make a trip in a few days. Tell them we’ll visit when we’re free."

"Alright then, off we go." Luo Zhiyong agreed, then turned to Fang Pingying again, "Sister-in-law, if mom comes back later and asks about us, just say we went out to play, save us from her nagging, it’s annoying."

Fang Pingying knew that Zhou Yunmei had indeed lost her temper over this several times.

She nodded, "Yeah, I got it. Go on then, come back early tonight."