The two came down the mountain together, and when they reached the foot of the mountain, they tacitly separated and entered the village.

As Zeng Min entered the village, she saw her aunt sitting under a big tree, sewing cloth shoes. This aunt was the fourth sister of Luo Qicai's grandfather, Luo Xiaoming, and Luo Qicai was to call her "aunt".

Although Zeng Min divorced Luo Qicai, out of respect and to maintain a connection with the village, she still addressed the village elders by their old titles.

My great-aunt also married into the village. Her husband was Lu Tingmin, Luo Qicai's neighbor. Later, Luo Qicai's grandfather built a new house and moved to the other side of the village.

Because it was a bit far from the old house, Zeng Min became neighbors with her great-aunt after she was allocated the old house.

My aunt's family is all kind-hearted, with no truly awful members. But my aunt herself has had a hard life; her husband passed away when she was young, and she never had any children.

Because her husband's family owned land but had no one else, my great-aunt didn't want to remarry. With the help of her two brothers who were neighbors, and her family's support, she managed to get by on her own.

Later, because my aunt's second sister was poor and had too many children to support, she brought her youngest son to be raised by my aunt.

That is, my current next-door neighbor, my cousin, and the woman he married is also from the village.

To be honest, my uncle is 185 cm tall, thin, and has regular features. He is one of the few tall men in the village, and he is also quite handsome, the kind of guy who looks like a pretty boy. My aunt is not good enough for him.

I heard that my cousin's ex-wife, in order to marry my cousin, didn't want anything and just followed him home. My great-aunt couldn't even send her back.

She does everything at home and is quite clever.

There was nothing else they could do but give their aunt a dowry, and the two of them settled down and now they have three sons.

This adopted uncle also has a conscience; he doesn't let his great-aunt do any work when she gets old.

After the family land was taken over by the collective, my great-aunt never worked again. She stayed at home cooking, sweeping, chopping firewood, and doing other light chores for my uncles, aunts, and cousins.

After Zeng Min moved in, she often came over to help Zeng Min, and Zeng Min would usually ask her questions when she didn't understand something.

Zeng Min walked to the foot of the big tree and asked her great-aunt, "Great-aunt, are you sewing cloth shoes? Is this the first or the second one you've sewn?"

"This is the second one. The first one is done," Auntie said with a smile, looking up. "Xiaomin, did you go up the mountain to pick mushrooms today? I see your basket is full. Did you pick a lot today?"

Zeng Min placed the basket on a stone next to her aunt to lighten the burden on her shoulders, preparing to rest before going back.

Zeng Min squatted down next to her great-aunt and said, "Yes, we went deep into the mountains today. There were a lot of mushrooms. I picked a lot and dried them."

Even in winter, it can be eaten as a fresh dish. Auntie, take a bag and pack some to take home. Nobody in your family picks these days anyway. Take some to stir-fry or make soup; it's very fresh, and it'll be an extra dish.

The aunt waved her hand hurriedly: "Hey~, it's not easy for you to do it all by yourself, and you haven't been working much, so I won't take it."

Don't be too careless. If you find them yourself, quietly dry them in the ditch behind your house, or in the attic of your room. Don't leave them out to dry in the yard; if the villagers see them, they'll be envious. While no one's around, store up some wild mountain produce so you won't go hungry in the winter.

The great-aunt clearly felt sorry for Zeng Min, who was getting a divorce.

Fearing that Zeng Min was too young to understand the complexities of human relationships, she quietly taught her how to store things without being seen.

Zeng Min knew this, of course, but she accepted her aunt's kindness and nodded with a smile.

Then Zeng Min looked at the cloth shoes on the ground and said, "I also want to learn how to make shoes."

My great-aunt smiled and said, "Sure, it's not difficult. Watch me do it first, and ask me if you don't understand anything."

Zeng Min nodded, watching her great-aunt's movements intently. Her great-aunt's needle flew as she sewed, and in no time, the sole of a shoe began to take shape.

Zeng Min sighed inwardly, marveling at her aunt's excellent craftsmanship. Zeng Min was merely chatting with her aunt and hadn't considered sewing cloth shoes herself.

She did know how to sew insoles, but Zeng Min's mother forced her to learn it. At that time, every girl had to learn how to sew insoles so that they could give them to their future partners.

In southwestern China, men and women exchange hand-sewn insoles as a way of expressing their love, symbolizing that they will love each other no matter where they go.

After resting for a while, Zeng Min asked, "Grandma, are you going back? If you are, we'll go back together."

Grandma looked up at the setting sun and felt it was time to go back and cook. So she stuck the needle she was sewing into the shoe, tidied up the shoe and the thread, and put them in the basket next to her.

While packing, she said, "Let's go back together. The sun has already set, so we can go home and cook for your uncle and the others."

Looking at Zeng Min's thin, stick-like body carrying such a heavy basket, her great-aunt was afraid that the basket would break her.

She quickly asked, "Is it heavy? Do you want me to carry it for you? Don't let my small size and slow pace fool you, I'm still stronger than you." As she spoke, she jumped up and down, not wanting to admit defeat.

Watching her petite figure move so nimbly amused Zeng Min, who was carrying a basket on her back.

“Grandma, don’t look down on me. I carried this all the way down the mountain myself. We’re almost home, how could I not carry it? Come on, let’s go home.” Zeng Min said, gently pushing her grandma to walk ahead.

Just as Zeng Min and her great-aunt left, Tu Mingcheng walked over. Tu Mingcheng looked at the departing figures of Zeng Min and her great-aunt, lost in thought.

He recalled seeing Zeng Min diligently picking mushrooms on the mountain, and a feeling of tenderness welled up inside him.

I quietly followed behind them, escorting them all the way home.

Back home, Zeng Min began to sort the mushrooms she had picked. She carefully spread them out to ensure that each mushroom could be fully dried.

Take the two pheasants and two rabbits that Tu Mingcheng gave me out of the basket. I'll give two of them to my aunt's family later, and cook the remaining two for Xiao Anlin and me.

At this moment, her great-aunt came in from next door and handed Zeng Min a pair of exquisite insoles.

"Xiaomin, these are insoles I embroidered especially for you. Try them on and see if they fit." Auntie said with a smile.

Zeng Min accepted the insoles with a heart full of gratitude. She placed the insoles inside her shoes; they fit perfectly, and the embroidery was exquisite and beautiful.

"Thank you, Auntie! These insoles are so beautiful, I will definitely cherish them," Zeng Min said sincerely.

The great-aunt patted Zeng Min's shoulder, her eyes revealing a hint of heartache. "It's not easy for you to live alone. If you need any help, just tell your great-aunt."

Zeng Min nodded, feeling her great-aunt's care and warmth.

Zeng Min put away the insoles, then picked up a basket from the side of the main room, put some of the mushrooms she had just cleaned into the basket, and took a pheasant and a rabbit from the side of her backpack.

He said to his great-aunt, "Great-aunt, you can take these mushrooms and wild animals home to eat. I won't keep you here any longer. I'll carry your things and go with you home, and I'll also bring Xiao Anlin back with me."

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