Educated Youth in the Countryside: She is the Village's Embroidery Queen!-Chapter 292: Rebellious Nature

Wen Shi hummed, "Tomorrow, I’ll go with you after work to have a look."

"Okay."

The craftsman making the embroidery frame was found by Wen Shi, and the transaction was discussed in the island dialect.

Yi Chichi was in a state of hearing but not understanding the entire time.

In this era, where Mandarin hasn’t been widely promoted yet, the reason she could communicate with military families from all over the country was because some sister-in-laws’ local dialects were quite similar to Mandarin, so they could understand.

Some had studied it in school or were taught by their own men, and along with the language environment in the family area, they learned over time.

So, she had no trouble communicating with the family members.

But the local dialect...

Sorry, she hadn’t learned it yet.

Without Wen Shi, she couldn’t even communicate with the locals, relying solely on gestures—the mere thought of it was suffocating.

Wen Shi, oblivious to her inner struggles, wore a pleased smile because his wife needed him.

"Let’s also check if there are any good seafood or dried fruits at the villagers’ houses."

He never forgot that his wife came with a mission.

"Then let’s go to bed early."

"Alright."

However, Wen Shi’s idea of going to bed early differed a bit from Yi Chichi’s.

Exhausted like a corpse until midnight, she lay on the bed covered in sweat.

The man, however, was energetic, cleaning, tidying up the room, and humming an unknown tune.

The sound quality was nice, the tune was flavorful, it was indeed a melodious tune.

Unfortunately, Yi Chichi wasn’t in the mood to appreciate it.

Watching the muscular back of the man with lingering finger marks, she spoke softly like a resentful wife, "I discovered, you never seem tired."

Wen Shi, who was picking up clothes, heard the resentment in her words, turned to glance at her, and sighed.

"Wife, let’s say... is it possible that you’re just too weak?!"

Yi Chichi almost exploded, as if implying that she wasn’t as strong as an ox.

"I should give you a couple of needles."

Upon hearing this, Wen Shi immediately relented, quickly came over to hug and coax her with gentle words, finally calming the nearly explosive Yi Chichi.

"You sleep first, I’ll take care of the clothes, alright?"

In a good-natured tone, Yi Chichi wouldn’t have it, "You can wash them, but only after I’ve fallen asleep."

"Alright."

Whatever the wife says goes, being obedient is key.

Otherwise, if he upset his wife, she wouldn’t let him eat his fill in the future.

Always good at foreseeing problems, Wen Shi swiftly climbed into bed, hugged Yi Chichi into his arms, "Sleep tight, should I sing you a lullaby?"

"Sing that tune you just hummed."

"...Alright."

But, "Did you understand it?"

"No."

Saying this, Yi Chichi looked up to ask him, "What were you singing?"

"Don’t know."

Yi Chichi was skeptical, Wen Shi explained, "Really don’t know, my mother used to hum it often when I was a kid, and I learned it over time. I once asked what kind of tune it was, what dialect it’s from, and my mother started crying, so I dared not ask again after that."

He continued in a soft voice, "I have a guess..."

"What is it?"

"This tune might be related to my father, whom I’ve never met because he died early!"

Yi Chichi...this could very well be possible.

But it’s hard to say, considering her mother-in-law’s life was quite extraordinary.

"Better not ask in the future, just pretend you don’t know."

Some things, people, and scars are meant to be cherished individually, not for outsiders to know.

Her mother-in-law might fall into this category.

Wen Shi hummed, and hummed the tune to lull her to sleep.

Even though she couldn’t understand it, the melody was indeed pleasant and hypnotizing.

Already sleepy, Yi Chichi closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep in no time.

When she woke up, it was already past ten the next morning.

On the table was breakfast Wen Shi brought back and a note reminding her to have lunch, saying the cafeteria had her favorite Xiao Yu for lunch.

Looking at the two big meat buns and porridge on the table, Yi Chichi thought she wouldn’t have room for the cafeteria’s Xiao Yu; two buns and a bowl of porridge were more than enough to fill her up, saving her lunch money as well.

Nice.

After eating, she went to the yard and found the clothes and sheets were washed and dried on the poles.

She wasn’t in a hurry to collect them but was about to head back indoors when she heard a creak at the opposite door. Aunt Qi came out with a piece of cloth, happy to see Yi Chichi, "Xiao Yi, have you eaten yet?"

Yi Chichi smiled, "Yes, Sister-in-law, have you eaten?"

"Had breakfast, not lunch yet."

As they spoke, she had already approached, "Xiao Yi, could you do me a favor?"

"Sister-in-law, just tell me."

Happy to help, if she can, otherwise she can’t be helped.

Agreeing immediately isn’t possible.

What if she can’t help after all?

Turns out she could help, because Sister-in-law Qi said, "Old Qi’s shirt is so torn it can’t be worn, planning to make a new one, but I can’t cut the fabric. I know you can make clothes, can you help cut it?"

Fearing Yi Chichi might refuse, she added, "I can pay you."

"Sure, as for the payment, two candies will do."

Without any hesitation, Aunt Qi, smart as she was, paused for a moment then responded with a chuckle, "Sure."

Charging a fee would be uncomfortable, but not charging would mean everyone would come to her for help, making it hard to refuse and hard not to refuse.

Two candies seemed like a reasonable token.

She should remember the favor.

Keeping candies in her pocket, she pulled some out and handed them over, "All yours."

"Thank you, Sister-in-law."

Yi Chichi took them and found more than two candies; there were five.

But not all were candies, there were some sugar balls too.

She teased, "Sister-in-law, you sure have a lot of candies in your pocket."

"Prepared for the kids, forgot to hand them out at school."

"Hmm, then Xiao Hui’s candies have been taken by me. Hope he won’t cry when he finds out after school."

Aunt Qi burst into laughter, "No way, Xiao Hui likes you, calls you prettier than me."

Yi Chichi felt embarrassed, Qi’s kiddo was a sucker for looks, refused to call her Auntie, insisted on calling her Sister.

His father tried to train and scold him, but it didn’t work; each stuck to their own version.

Wen Shi almost lost it with the kid, decided not to be called Uncle, had Qi Xiaohui call him Brother instead.

Yet the child was stubborn, refusing to change his words.

Wen Shi was so angry he called him bratty and even took it out on Mr. Qi, calling him old bratty.

Then the two agreed to spar on the training field.

Recalling the interactions between Wen Shi and the Qi family father and son, Yi Chichi smiled, led the person into the room, pointed to a chair to indicate for her to sit down, cleared the table, and asked for scissors, "What are Captain Qi’s measurements?"

This question caught Sister-in-law Qi off guard, "I don’t know." 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

But she wasn’t flustered, "Wait a bit, we have the measurements at home, I’ll bring them to you."

When she made clothes for Old Qi before, the tailor had taken measurements, and she had kept them well-stored at home.

"Quickly go then."