"Do you like these little deer skin boots? Just the other day, Chengzi said he hunted a young deer on the mountain, and had someone from the tavern come to sell it. When I heard about it, I had someone buy the deer skin so I could make you a pair of shoes. It would really give us that New Year's feeling," Mrs. Lin was in high spirits today, talking with her brows dancing and her face beaming.
Muniang took the boots and looked them over with an affection she could not hide. "Thank you, Mother! These boots are so beautiful, you are so skilled!"
"You're always such a charmer," Mrs. Lin laughed.
"After these couple of days when the New Year's celebration is over, remember to prepare some New Year's gifts. Our family is not ordinary anymore, so we can't be careless with these gifts. If they are too few, the villagers might say we're stingy. If they are too many, it's too showy; you have to get the measure just right."
"Yes, I know."
