The whole family traveled through ancient times with their house

The linen was a gift from Mrs. Dong. It was in its original color and had not been printed or dyed.

During this period of time, Jiang Yan also got to know some of the local customs and habits. Almost all the common people wore this kind of linen clothes.

No dyeing, no embroidery, so plain that there is nothing to fault with it. (Everyone does this)

Perhaps because this is a border town, the requirements for women's clothing are not so strict, so Jiang Yan made two sets of clothes for the mother and daughter based on Guan's style.

The tops are knee-length, slit on both sides, completely covering the hips, and are paired with loose, wide-leg pants. The legs are tightened for safety, much like bloomers.

She also sewed a circle of twined branches on the collar of her daughter's shirt as the only decoration.

She didn't make a skirt because it was too hot and she didn't want to get prickly heat.

What's more important is that she believes that the pants she made cover all the parts that need to be covered and will not reveal any parts, which is much safer than the original pants here.

When Jiang Yan and her daughter went out wearing the newly made clothes, Jiang Yan's first feeling was that this set of clothes was still cooler.

Yichen: It’s the same feeling.

There was nothing to do in the fields today, so Yichen happily followed the path along the river to the simple stone bridge.

In their freshman and sophomore years, the four of them would squeeze together and run after her.

Guan came over just in time, carrying a wooden basin filled with the dishes and chopsticks used this morning.

"Hello, Aunt Guan." Yichen greeted Guan.

"Hey, our Chenchen is fine too."

Guan put down the wooden basin in her hand and wanted to wash the dishes as usual, but when she looked up again to continue talking to Chenchen, she saw clearly the new clothes Chenchen was wearing.

"Chenchen, did your mother make new clothes for you?"

"Yeah." Yichen turned around and asked Guan in a babyish tone, "Is Aunt Guan pretty?"

"It looks good." Guan said casually, attracted by Yichen's half-turned body. She put down the dishes in her hands and rushed to the other side of the river without thinking about anything else.

She looked around to see if there was anyone else, then she squatted down. She gently lifted up Chenchen's skirt and was delighted to see that her pants didn't reveal any flesh.

With a trembling voice, she asked the little person in front of her, "Chenchen, did your mother make these pants?"

"My mother did it." Yichen knew why Aunt Guan was so ecstatic, but she still answered in a childish tone.

"Great, I'll go find your mother now." After Guan said that, she didn't care about the unwashed dishes and went to find Jiang Yan like a gust of wind.

Jiang Yan was sitting under the ginkgo tree at the door making clothes for her daughter. It was hot and she was sweating easily, so she had to take advantage of her free time now to make another set of clothes for her daughter.

Guan's running noise was so loud that Jiang Yan could see her from a distance and greeted her as usual.

"Sister Guan, you're here."

"Well, let me see your pants."

After hearing what Guan said, Jiang Yan understood instantly. She put down her needlework, stood up again, and lifted her clothes to show Guan without any pressure.

Guan held Jiang Yan's collar and saw that the part below the belt was made of cloth, and the several gaps were sewn up with needle and thread. Then she looked at the waist, which was tied with a belt.

"That's great. How are my sister's pants made? They don't show any skin at all. Also, unless you take big steps, you can't tell they're pants."

"This is easy to make." Jiang Yan did not hide anything. The trousers she had just cut for her daughter happened to be placed on the sewing basket, so she opened it and showed it to Guan.

"Cut into four pieces?"

"Yes."

"And then sew it here and here?"

"Well, sew these two pieces together."

Guan was very smart and quickly figured out how the pants were made.

After understanding, she admired Jiang Yan even more. "Sister Jiang, what's wrong with your brain? Pants become so simple in your hands."

Jiang Yan wanted to say it was very simple, but when she saw Guan's eyes and the spring scenery she revealed when she squatted down, she swallowed the two words back.

"Sister Jiang, I'm going back first. I want to make myself a pair of pants like yours first."

Guan had learned how to make the new pants that Jiang Meimei had made, so she couldn't stay any longer and ran away again.

She couldn't wait any longer. She wanted to go home as quickly as possible and make herself a pair of pants like Sister Jiang's.

She never wanted to wear such revealing pants again. From now on, she would dare to walk forward, sit when she wanted to, and stand when she wanted to.

...

Guan quickly made the new pants and put them on immediately to show Jiang Yan.

"Sister Jiang~"

From a distance, Jiang Yan saw Guan's raised eyebrows and a look of joy on her face. She quickly stood up and walked towards the river.

"Sister Guan."

"Come and take a look at the making of my pants, girl." Guan was delighted, and the charm she showed when she turned around was quite similar to that of Shopkeeper Tong.

Especially the way she tucked her hair behind her ear with her right hand, it looked about 70% like it.

Jiang Yan was stunned for a moment.

"Sister Jiang?"

"Sister Guan, this dress really suits you. It would be even more beautiful if you put a shiny hairpin on your head."

"Zanzi, it's unlikely that I'll ever have that fate."

Jiang Yan: …?

"Back then, a family was exiled to our place. They had so many children, old and young. The youngest was particularly ill. The old woman gave me a hairpin, saying it was their last possession, and asked the head of the household to help find a doctor to treat the child."

"With the last hairpin in our possession, how can we afford to pay for the child's medical treatment?"

"Yeah, that's what I asked."

"What then?"

"Use that hairpin as medicine money to buy medicine for the child." Guan pointed to a courtyard and said awkwardly, "Look, that's the old Wang family. It was Mrs. Wang who gave me the hairpin, and it's her grandson who's sick."

"That family really consists of only the old and the young." Jiang Yan was very curious about how such a family could be exiled.

"Old Wang's son worked as a tax advisor for a county magistrate. The magistrate was corrupt and merciless, and his entire family was beheaded. Old Wang's son was not spared either, and his wife asked to be divorced. The remaining four of them were exiled to our place."

"What kind of thing is this? His neck pain went away in a moment, and he left his parents and children to atone for his sins. He's really inhumane."

"Who says they aren't? Just look at the past two years. The old couple are getting older and their health is getting worse. They are just forcing themselves to do the farm work. This year, I asked them to plant two acres less, for fear that they would get sick from overwork and the two children would be completely without support."

"Ugh!"

After they sighed, they fell silent.

The setting sun was blood-red, and a long string of shadows stretched across the dirt road.

Zhang Xiaoqi rode on horseback and led the way, followed by a long line of exiled prisoners.

"Hurry up, we're just ahead."