The women sitting on the straw piles at the village entrance and basking in the sun were all shocked to see the two coming over. Then, the lively atmosphere immediately cooled down.
Sixth Aunt Gu saw the shoes in their hands and oiled her needle slightly. Then, she looked at the shoe sole in her hands, found the proper position, and stabbed it hard.
At the same time, she asked curiously with a bit of contempt, "Oh, aren't you the two noble ladies of the third and seventh son? Why are you also making shoes like us country bumpkins? How rare."
"Oh, look at what you are saying. Now that we have the same identity, we naturally have to do as the Romans do." Mrs. Yao smiled as she stepped forward.
"Yes, we're learning how to make shoes. This is our first time, and we're afraid of ruining something. This is why we're asking for your advice." Mrs. Liu echoed.
