"David, actually, face isn’t that important."
Last ti, he washed clothes for a long ti just for the sake of face and even got spanked.
So face isn’t always that important.
Evelyn Winter directly placed the picture card into David’s hand, "Here, take it back, let’s play another ga."
Hilary and Ginny stood aside, saying in unison, "Evelyn, you’re so nice."
Evelyn scratched her head, feeling a bit embarrassed, "Not really."
Then the group started discussing other gas, and David awkwardly snuck his favorite picture card among the ones he had into Evelyn’s hand.
"Just... consider it a gift, I talked bad about you before, sorry."
After saying that, seeing Evelyn looking at him, David pretended to be fierce and added, "Don’t say no, or else... I’ll hit you!"
Evelyn nodded, put the picture card into her little pocket, and then extended her hand, "So, are we friends now?"
David awkwardly shook his hand, "Yeah."
While the kids were playing, the adults nearby were also chatting.
Hannah initially wanted to help, but Aunt Bloomy didn’t let her join in, just asked her to sit on the side, occasionally chatting about everyday life.
For example, why she ca to Bleu, or who cooks and does housework at ho.
These questions were easy to answer.
Aunt Bloomy smiled warmly, "You young couple have a good relationship, a few days ago at night, I even saw your husband co out, and when I asked why, I found out he was buying noodles for you."
There’s quite a distance from here to the store, especially at night, people find it troubleso and don’t want to go out to buy things.
"Really envious." Camilla said with a laugh, "When we first got married, my husband and I were very lovey-dovey, but not anymore. We’re an old married couple, and sotis when I look at him, I almost want to kick him out the door."
Of course, this was a joke.
Guinevere also chid in, "The youngsters nowadays are different from us back then, in the past..."
ntioning the past, everyone had a lot to say.
Sentintality.
"I rember our place used to be just a small village, and when we held feasts we’d even have to light candles, relying on what each household brought out, back then no one knew about electric lights or bulbs."
"Yeah, yeah, I rember too, our village didn’t have so many people like now. Nowadays, people even co here to tour, and Granny Li’s hostay is never empty."
"It’s really lively now. Even those who went away have co back; it’s more comfortable staying in a familiar place."
From morning till noon, Hannah helped pick vegetables, but still, all she had picked wasn’t enough for one person to eat.
Aunt Bloomy laughed, "You obviously haven’t worked much."
Hannah indeed hadn’t worked much; she could light a fire and cook, but only to an edible standard, nothing particularly good.
She didn’t have much patience for it.
Camilla chid in, "It’s alright, for a young lady, doing so delicate work is enough."
She then asked Hannah if she knew how to embroider.
Hannah shook her head and said, "No, I don’t."
She couldn’t do delicate work either.
"How about Mahjong then?"
It’s been more than a month since Hannah ca to Bleu, and the relationships among everyone weren’t as distant anymore; everyone really liked her.
She’s easy to get along with and has a sweet smile.
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