Chapter 37 - 7_4
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Yesterday, the little girl he saw was led out by her grandmother, holding hands, and they sat down.
She was wearing a purple qipao today, much more conservative than Little Huang Ying's, and the embroidery on her qipao was also finer and more elaborate.
Additionally, she had changed her hairstyle today, and there was a wooden hairpin inserted in it.
Such meticulousness in dress is rare in the countryside, especially now that it's summer. After all, most of the boys just run around the village in their briefs.
Aunt Liu brought over another set of square wooden stools and a small bench, this time with a tea set placed upon it. She whispered something to the elderly grandmother, who waved her hand, and Aunt Liu left.
The grandmother, meanwhile, knelt before the girl, speaking to her in a soft and gentle voice.
The girl sat there, her gaze level, just like yesterday, as if no one else existed in her eyes.
But the grandmother's persuasion eventually took effect, and the girl silently lowered her head, picked up her chopsticks, and began to eat.
Li Zhiyuan noticed that she had a routine of picking up a chopstick-full of pickles followed by two sips of congee, never altering her rhythm.
Grandma Liu peeled a salted duck egg for her and tried to hand it to her when the girl stopped, her body beginning to tremble slightly.