The sky gradually darkened, the sun set, and the moon rose. At the point where day meets night, there was still some light in the farmyard.
In the faint light, Old Mrs. Wang had Wang Shun's wife set the table for dinner.
Anning came out, immediately smelling the fragrance of the food.
"You're up."
Old Madam turned her head, smiling at Anning with a mouthful of yellowed teeth.
Anning smiled as she went over to help Wang Shun's wife serve the food.
Wang Zhenniang came out of the house, holding a pair of shoes in her hand: "The soles of your shoes are too thin, so I made you some cloth shoes with thick soles. Try them on."
Anning took them, put them on, and tapped her feet on the ground, then jumped up to test them: "Just right, these shoes are comfortable."
Hearing this, Wang Zhenniang also laughed: "As long as they're comfortable. Our rural area isn't like the Ning Mansion; the ground is uneven with lots of clods and stones, thin-soled shoes would be too harsh on your feet."
