Why should a woman be tortured and have her feet bound? (7)
Yes, that's it, he's jealous.
However, he himself also knows that who makes him unable to make the decision in this matter? Therefore, he can only sulk himself. As for other people, no one cares about him for the time being. They just treat it as a child having a tantrum.
It'll be fine after a while.
Wan Qing was even more preoccupied with thinking about how to solve the foot-binding problem.
In order to win Master Xiao's sympathy, she kept cultivating the mood of crying and had no time to think about anything else.
"What's going on?" Mr. Xiao closed the car door again, sat in the carriage with Wan Qing in his arms, and asked Hong Yun, who had a sad look on his face, while clumsily coaxing Wan Qing.
Hongyun sighed quietly, then softly told Mr. Xiao about foot binding, "There was a family in the village whose daughter had been bound, and the cry... was really miserable. Both the brother and sister heard it.
When they arrived, they asked me. At that time, I thought, I thought we would never, never go back. So, I told them the truth."
At this point, Hongyun paused for a moment and then said: "But now that I'm going back, Jing'er is fine. Qing'er is a girl and she's young, so I'm afraid I can't escape. So, I suddenly remembered it and said
I didn't expect that the two brothers and sisters would be like this..."
"I'm sorry, madam." After hearing this, Mr. Xiao let out a long sigh, stretched out his hand, and hugged Hongyun into his arms, and the family of three hugged each other.
Wan Qing finally couldn't cry anymore. She really didn't have much tears. Now, she could only use her little hands to hold the lapel of Mr. Xiao's clothes and pray pitifully: "Dad, I don't bind my feet. Qing'er doesn't want to bind my feet."
Mr. Xiao let go of Hongyun, hugged Wan Qing tightly, and then asked: "Why doesn't Qing'er want to bind her feet? Is it because she's afraid of pain?"
Wan Qing shook her head with tears in her eyes, "Dad, Qing'er is not afraid of pain."
Mr. Xiao's eyes lit up and he asked expectantly: "Then, why doesn't Qing'er want to bind her feet?"
Wan Qing sniffed, wiped her tears gently, and said seriously: "My feet are bound and I can't walk."
Hongyun immediately added: "That girl in the village... was entangled too hard, so she couldn't walk."
Mr. Xiao nodded slightly, as if he understood something, but still looked at Wan Qing, "Qing'er wants to walk?"