"Most of your clothes are made by your cousin. Now that she's married, there won't be anyone to make clothes for you in the future."
Dong Yao smiled and said, "You're quick at learning things. Would you like to learn some needlework?"
Shen Qinglan shook her head without a second thought, "No, I won't learn it."
"This child!" Dong Yao said helplessly, "If you don't learn, who will make your wedding dress?"
Shen Qinglan replied softly, "It's still far off."
"Not far. You're already fourteen. When September comes, it's time for your coming-of-age ceremony."
Dong Yao set down the clothes in her hands and pulled her aside to sit down. After a moment, she said, "Your second brother is seventeen. Recently, I asked someone to check out a few girls from the neighboring village, and I've taken a liking to one. Although her parents passed away early and now her older brother and sister-in-law are in charge, the entire family is quite kind."
