Early the next morning, the couple left the children in Mother Ye's care and headed into town.
Ye Yaopeng and Ye Yaohua had gone into town with their wives the previous afternoon and bought everything they needed.
Lin Xiuqing had also asked what they had bought, how much it cost, and where they had bought certain things, committing it all to memory. Once they reached town, she headed straight for their destinations.
Ye Yaodong had come along today to do the heavy lifting. Before long, both baskets they had brought were filled and hanging from his arms.
Lin Xiuqing offered to help carry them, but he hardly dared let her carry anything heavy. He hung everything on himself, and now the shop had even strapped the big iron wok they had just bought for their earthen stove onto his back...
As he walked, he glanced behind him. "Why do I feel so weird carrying this wok on my back?"
Passersby could not help turning back for another look at him.
Lin Xiuqing turned to look and could hardly contain her amusement, but she forced herself not to laugh, lest he get angry and refuse to carry it. "Not at all. I think it looks fine."
"Then why are you laughing at me?"
"Am I?"
"Aren't you? Your eyes are curved so much I can't even see your eyeballs."
As he spoke, he tugged at the big wok on his back. Why did it feel awkward no matter how he carried it? He wondered how his eldest and second brothers had taken theirs home yesterday.
Since he had noticed, Lin Xiuqing stopped holding it in and grinned broadly. "I think you look better with your tan than you did before."
"Bullshit." Seeing the looks from the people on either side of