"Hey, I'm just unlucky, stained my quilt," Xia Dabao laughed, she often heard the girls from the village calling it "bad luck," so she mimicked them. After saying that, Xia Dabao then asked Axiang, "What about you? Did you get your period? I got mine for the second time yesterday."
Axiang quickly nodded, "Yes, I got it the year before last, been two years now."
"Maybe, it seems you're a bit older than me, right? I'll be fifteen after the New Year, and you?"
"I'm sixteen," Axiang said with a smile.
With the efforts of the two girls, the quilt was finally wrung out dry, making it much lighter to carry back. Xia Dabao placed the quilt back in the basin, then turned to thank Axiang, "I really owe you one today, otherwise if I had carried this quilt back myself, there would definitely be half a basin of water left."
"No need to thank me, I just happened to pass by," Axiang said, somewhat embarrassed, then turned around and picked up her wooden basin.
