This time Su Yuanyuan felt a bit more at ease. Could it be that she's repaid Hu Chunhua's favor? The debt of gratitude is the biggest.
But judging from the couple's behavior, it seems more or less settled.
In the afternoon, she didn't do anything, just lay down to rest because the morning had been exhausting enough.
Time slipped by, and it was now the thirtieth day of the twelfth lunar month. In the past few days, Su Yuanyuan had made two pairs of shoe soles.
They were all given to her by Hu Chunhua. She didn't refuse them.
Hu Chunhua told her not to work during the Spring Festival. He mentioned it was a tradition, saying that if you work during the Spring Festival, you'd be tired for the whole year.
Although Su Yuanyuan didn't care about these things, she agreed readily. The shoe uppers were already in hand, so she decided to make two pairs of shoes while she could.
On the night of the thirtieth, the village was still setting off firecrackers. It looked quite festive.
