"Have you been scolded by Auntie Zhao and the others again?" Nan Feng asked while watching Zhao Dabao, knowing her daughter better than anyone else, she could easily tell what was on her mind.
"Exactly," Dabao said morosely as she added firewood to the stove, "They said I don't act like a girl at all, just know how to eat, eat, eat, and don't like needlework. They're afraid I won't be able to get married."
"Then stop hunting and start sewing clothes at home from tomorrow?" suggested Nan Feng.
"I don't want to do that, I'd be so bored to death," protested Xia Dabao.
"Well, there you have it. You don't like doing needlework and prefer to run around and play. Since that's the case, why worry about what others say? Just do what you like," Nan Feng said.
