Su Binglan nodded. "Then I'll have to trouble you, Aunt Ding."
"There's no trouble. You should be happy that I'm willing to do this." Ding Wan knew Su Damin, Zhou Wen'e, and the others would be thrilled to work in the embroidery shop if she asked them to. They would not know how to thank Su Binglan by then.
Ding Wan was quite happy imagining everyone's excited faces. After all, she was delighted because she would do something meaningful.
Su Binglan nodded, feeling at ease leaving her aunt in charge of the embroidery shop.
After talking for a while, she went home just in time for everyone else to have dinner. The villagers were holding stinky tofu, their faces full of bright smiles.
Although it was time for dinner, the sky had not darkened yet. Some people had late dinner and were still chatting at their house entrances. The other villagers were preparing to cook, going to the haystack to collect hay to start a fire.
