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Chapter 224 Asking Aunt Li to Make Clothes

Shi Liu and A Fan buried their heads in the rice in their bowls, fearing that something strange would leak out.

Mother Yang repeated the story of the three old women who had come to cause trouble for Xiuying. Shi Liu listened, biting her lip and unconsciously clenching her hands into fists.

After listening to Yang's mother's story, Shi Liu made a silent decision in her heart: she must learn martial arts. Only in this way can she have enough ability to protect her mother and family and prevent them from being bullied or harassed again.

Yang Qingfeng glanced at everyone secretly, only to see that everyone was concentrating on eating and no one noticed him. So, he quickly finished the rice in his bowl, put down his bowl and chopsticks, and then stood up and went back into the house.

While everyone was still eating, Yang Qingfeng, holding a piece of pink cloth in his hand, carefully opened the door, looked around, and sneaked out.

His heart was beating fast, as if he was carrying a big secret, and his steps were light and quick, for fear of being discovered.

At this time of noon, the whole village was quiet. It was the time when the villagers were sitting together at home enjoying lunch. Even the village's big yellow dog was gnawing on the bones in the bowl.

Yang Qingfeng knew very well that he had to take advantage of this opportunity to rush to Aunt Li's house. If he missed this opportunity and was seen by other villagers, there would be gossip. Thinking of this, he could not help but quicken his pace.

Aunt Li was sitting at the table, happily eating her lunch, looking as if she had been hungry for days. The door to the courtyard was half-open, not even properly closed.

Yang Qingfeng didn't care about the rules at the moment. He just held the pink cloth tightly in his hands and rushed into the yard like a rabbit being chased by a dog.

Then he rushed into the main room like a gust of wind and slammed the door shut. Then he bowed to Butcher Li and Aunt Li, muttering something. This sudden scene frightened Butcher Li and Aunt Li.

Aunt Li nearly spat out the mouthful of rice she had just stuffed into her mouth. Her eyes widened as she stammered, "Oh my, my sweetheart, you're giving me a heart attack!"

The chopsticks in Butcher Li's hand fell to the ground with a "click", and his mouth opened wide enough to fit an egg.

Yang Qingfeng's face was red at this moment, and she looked like a ripe apple. She was too shy to look directly into Aunt Li's eyes.

He clutched the corners of his clothes tightly in his hands and spoke in a voice as gentle as a mosquito's hum, "Aunt Li, Qingfeng has come here to make an unwelcome request. I hope you...you can agree to it."

Aunt Li looked at him with a puzzled look and asked, "Qingfeng, kid, if you have something to say, just say it directly. Don't be so shy."

Yang Qingfeng took a deep breath and mustered up the courage to say, "Auntie, Qingfeng would like to trouble you to make a set of girl's clothes for me." After saying that, he lowered his head even lower, and his shy look seemed as if blood could drip out.

Aunt Li didn't understand what was said for a moment. She stared at him with her big, bell-like eyes and asked in confusion, "What? Qingfeng, what nonsense are you talking about? Is there something wrong with my ears? Qingfeng, you're such a good boy, why did you suddenly want to wear girls' clothes? Are you possessed by some evil spirit and have lost your mind?"

As she spoke, Aunt Li reached out and touched Yang Qingfeng's forehead. "You don't even have a fever, so why are you saying such crazy things?"

After being teased by Aunt Li, Yang Qingfeng's face instantly turned red like a boiled shrimp, the heat seeming to ignite the air around him. He rubbed the corners of his clothes with his hands nervously, feeling anxious and helpless.

Yang Qingfeng stammered, "Auntie, don't get me wrong, I... I don't want to wear girls' clothes myself, I... I want to make a set of girls' clothes for someone else and give it to them..." When he said the last two words, his voice was as low as a mosquito's buzz, and his head was almost buried in his chest. He looked so shy that he seemed to be able to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

After hearing what Yang Qingfeng said, Aunt Li finally understood. Her eyes instantly lit up like stars in the night sky. She was extremely excited as if she had discovered a shocking piece of news.

She pulled Yang Qingfeng aside and sat him down. Her enthusiasm almost made Yang Qingfeng fall.

Aunt Li's gossipy eyes were fixed on Yang Qingfeng, and she couldn't wait to ask, "Oh my, Qingfeng boy, are you saying that you have a girl you like? Tell me quickly, which girl is so lucky to be favored by you?"

Yang Qingfeng smiled shyly, with a hint of shyness and sweetness in his smile, and said softly: "Auntie, I can't tell you now. I don't know what you mean yet." After saying that, he scratched his head embarrassedly.

When Aunt Li heard this, she immediately narrowed her eyes and raised her voice and said, "Hey, kid, if you don't tell me, how can I know the size to make clothes for others?"

Aunt Li was delighted and thought to herself: Humph, this kid is still keeping me in suspense. Once I figure this out, I will tell Xiuying right away!

While she was thinking in her mind, she smiled widely. She was about to find out a shocking piece of news and couldn't wait to share it with her best friend.

Yang Qingfeng calmly raised his hand and slowly pulled out a few ropes from his sleeve. He looked at Aunt Li with a smile and said, "Aunt Li, look, this is the size." He then handed the ropes to Aunt Li.

Aunt Li took the rope with a puzzled look on her face and looked it up and down.

Yang Qingfeng continued, "Aunt Li, she's half a head taller than Taohua and a bit thinner. I made a careful estimate beforehand and cut these ropes according to that approximate size."

Yang Qingfeng scratched his head and added, "I'm afraid the measurement is not accurate, so I'd like to trouble Aunt Li to take the trouble to help estimate it. Please don't make it too small or too big."

Aunt Li fiddled with the ropes in her hands and sighed, "How could it be so dreadful if you just told me where you came from?"

Yang Qingfeng sighed and said, "In this way, even if she doesn't accept my gift, there shouldn't be any rumors that will affect her.

I am so cautious and careful, only wanting to protect her. My feelings for her must not become a reason for others to hurt her.

If she can accept it, that would be great; if she doesn't, then I'll just consider it my wishful thinking and I won't let this matter cause her any trouble at all."

Speaking of this, Yang Qingfeng's eyes revealed determination and tenderness.