Looking at the oilcloth He Zhiran was fiddling with, Mo Hanyue curiously asked.
"Sister-in-law, is this oilcloth you bought?"
"Yes, I plan to make some tents with oilcloth."
"Tents?" Mo Hanyue's eyes were full of curiosity.
He Zhiran patiently explained the use of tents to Mo Hanyue.
Mo Hanyue became more and more happy as she listened.
"Sister-in-law, I often do needlework when I have nothing to do at home. I can help."
"Good, after sister-in-law cuts it, let's get Hanyue to do it."
The sister-in-law and the two women were fiddling with the oilcloth in the courtyard of the inn.
In the room of the Mo family women, everyone was at a loss.
"Mother, although we haven't had much contact with ninth brother and his wife, she is definitely not the kind of fickle person. I believe she must have been tricked by someone with ulterior motives."
These words were said by the sixth sister-in-law Deng Xue.
Deng Xue didn't talk much usually, but everyone knew her mind was the most perceptive.
The eldest sister-in-law also agreed with Deng Xue's words.
"Mother, I think the same as the sixth sister-in-law. We have all seen the character of the ninth sister-in-law. If she was really that kind of person, she would have found a way to escape long ago instead of taking care of us all this way."
"Yes mother, I also believe the ninth sister-in-law is not that kind of person." The eighth sister-in-law also chose to believe in He Zhiran.
Old Lady Mo of course knew He Zhiran's character.
It was just that keeping the rules all her life made her somewhat unable to let go.
Now that the daughters-in-law had all stood on the side of the ninth daughter-in-law, Old Lady Mo felt that she didn't need to keep worrying about it either.
"You are right about the ninth sister-in-law. She is a good one, we have all seen it.
I will say it today, this matter ends here. From now on, whoever dares to raise doubts again will face family law."
"Mother, we guarantee not to mention a word." The second sister-in-law was the first to make a guarantee.
The others also chimed in, saying they would forget about it.
The Mo women reached a consensus and walked out of the house together.
Thanks to the little girl Mo Hanyue being around, after her lobbying back and forth, the women were soon reconciled with He Zhiran.
He Zhiran did not hold grudges against her own family. Besides, she could also understand those deep-rooted rules of these ancient women.
That they could choose to trust her so quickly was also a pleasant thing for He Zhiran.
Under her leadership, the women took up needles and threads and started making tents.
Seeing this, the women of the Xie and Fang families also joined in.
However, the eyes of the two families were a bit wrong.
The way they looked at He Zhiran was not contempt, but somewhat probing.
They wondered how the Mo family could turn a blind eye after such a big incident.
The Xie and Fang families were outsiders to He Zhiran. How they thought in their hearts would not affect her in the slightest.
The busy women here were in full swing, while Mo Jiuye, who was pretending to be sick in the room, paced back and forth.
He had also heard clearly what Li Rou’er had spread.
He didn't believe these words, but somehow he felt a little sour in his heart inexplicably.
With his current situation, following him, He Zhiran would probably never get ahead in life.
Mo Jiuye sincerely didn't want to delay He Zhiran's happiness.
However, when he thought that He Zhiran might leave him, that suffocating feeling became more and more strong.
At this moment, he only hoped that He Zhiran would come here and explain the truth to him.
If it was really as Li Rou'er said, he would rather be mocked for a lifetime, but choose to let go.
......
He Zhiran understood the principles and methods of making tents, and could also tailor the right sizes.
But when it came to sewing, she couldn't do it.
The original owner Lady Hong was useless, so there were no such memories for her to inherit.
Moreover, in her previous life, she didn't need to do these things by hand, they were all ready-made products that could be purchased.
Therefore, the sewing of the tents had to be left to the women of the three families to do.
Seeing that everyone was already skilled at getting started, He Zhiran remembered Mo Jiuye.
With the rumors flying, the Mo women all knew about it, and it must have reached Mo Jiuye's ears as well.
After all, they were still husband and wife, she felt it necessary to explain.
As soon as she opened the door, she saw Mo Jiuye sitting upright at the edge of the bed, staring at her without blinking.
Before Mo Jiuye asked, He Zhiran explained:
"What's being spread outside is not true. I didn't kiss the Eighth Old Zhou."
Immediately after, she told Mo Jiuye the whole story of the rescue.
She had thought that after telling him all this, Mo Jiuye would still ask some questions. He Zhiran was already prepared to be interrogated.
Unexpectedly, Mo Jiuye just tapped the bedside with his fingers and said softly:
"When I was on the frontier, there was an army doctor who blew air into the patient's mouth through a bamboo tube. It must be the same principle as you saving people."
He Zhiran was extremely surprised that she encountered someone who understood this so quickly.
She nodded vigorously at Mo Jiuye.
"That's exactly what you said."
Mo Jiuye believed that He Zhiran did not kiss the Eighth Old Zhou, but somehow there was still a sour feeling in his heart.
However, he could also understand He Zhiran's feelings after being vilified by so many people. To help relieve her stress, Mo Jiuye sincerely said:
"You don't have to take those rumors outside to heart. It's enough that I alone believe you."
He Zhiran felt very surprised that Mo Jiuye could say such things.
After all, Mo Jiuye was a native ancient person. Although she had no contact with the Eighth Old Zhou, those rumors outside were still not easy to face for a man.
"Do you really think so?" He Zhiran was still a little uncertain.
"Yes, you don't need to worry about this matter."
Seeing Mo Jiuye like this, He Zhiran felt a little moved in her heart for some reason.
A hero with a broad mind was what a great man should be like.
Seeing He Zhiran suddenly moved, ripples rose in Mo Jiuye's heart instantly.
He even had the urge to hug her in his arms and comfort her well.
However, he didn't dare take such actions rashly.
In the short few days they had been together, he realized that his new wife was different from ordinary women.
She had her own secrets and her own personality.
Mo Jiuye was afraid his actions would annoy her, and then she would disappear in front of him...
In order not to show her too much of his fluctuations, Mo Jiuye tried his best to appear calm.
At the same time, he also decided to change the subject and say something to divert He Zhiran's attention.
"You just said someone was behind Li Hu's actions. Have you asked who it was?"
He Zhiran then remembered that she hadn't explained this to Mo Jiuye in detail yet.
"Li Hu said the person he was in contact with had a shrill voice. I suspect it should be a eunuch."
Mo Jiuye frowned and murmured, "If it's a eunuch, then the suspects are quite broad."
