Yang Ruxin was earnestly embroidering a Peppa Pig, but unfortunately, the needle kept pricking her fingers. Eventually, she couldnât continue anymore: "I say, Iâll just help you design some new doll patterns. I really donât like embroidery, can anyone help me out? Our baby will definitely thank you beautiful aunties in the future."
"Madam, I think this is simpler than acupuncture." Chun Hua glanced at the embroidery in her hand, then looked up at Yang Ruxin, "You treat people with needles so easily, how come you struggle so much with needlework?"
"Acupuncture is different. Once the needle is in the right position with the right force, thereâs no problem. But with this?" Yang Ruxin pointed at the pile of colorful threads, "One moment itâs this thread, the next itâs that one, itâs too annoying. Besides, clothes can be worn even without embroidery. Why bother with it?"
"Big sister, youâre just lazy." Erni rolled her eyes at Yang Ruxin. Big sister used to be able to do needlework, but suddenly became impatient with it later, "Back then..."
"Xuexue, a hero doesnât mention past bravery." Yang Ruxin quickly interrupted Erni with a glare, "Besides, my mind was muddled with nonsense back then, but now itâs all cleared up and enlightened. So, my brain is for doing big things now, not messing around with these threads." Was this little brat about to bring up Yang Dani giving Guan Qingshu a sachet and pen cover? That wasnât her doing, yet she had to take the blame, "Moreover, if I spent every day with these threads, we wouldnât have the life we do now, at most we wouldnât starve."
Erni stuck out her tongue but indeed didnât say more, instead, she reached for a basket of sewing supplies: "Alright, mom and Aunt Feng knew youâd get impatient. We all know youâre doing big things, so we had everything prepared for you." Inside were many bellybands.
"The ladies still care about me." Yang Ruxin smiled, hurriedly accepted the basket, picked up the top one, and unfolded it, feeling a bit emotional inside. Isnât this pattern... She quickly unfolded the others, and the shock in her heart grew stronger.
"We all picked these patterns together." Erni, not noticing Yang Ruxinâs reaction, happily pointed at the bellybands, "We selected three festive patterns: twin lotuses, magpies on branches, and mandarin ducks playing in water. They can be used for both boys and girls. This red one was embroidered by mom, the pink one by Aunt Feng, and they said theyâll embroider emerald green and lake blue ones too. When you give birth, it should be in July, and the weather will still be hot, so those two colors are refreshing."
However, Yang Ruxin was no longer listening to Erni. The dream from back then suddenly appeared in her mind. In that dream, the three babies were wearing these bellybands. The first time she saw them, they were red, then pink, and later... At the time, she found the embroidery familiar, turns out it was her mom and mother-in-lawâs craftsmanship.
She once saw a news story in her previous life, about a rural woman who gave birth to triplets but, unfortunately, couldnât afford to raise them due to poverty. Later, the news drew attention, and many people reached out to help, she even sent over a box of baby formula.
She remembered the journalist in that news expressively stating that the natural probability of having triplets is apparently one in seven hundred thousand.