Spring is coming, and Yun Niang is so busy that her feet don't even touch the ground. She had to sew clothes and carry shoes for me, wash her employer's clothes, cook, weave, wash and boil wheat, make sugar, and sell sugar. The chickens crow, and she goes to bed late at night. Day after day, she never complained. Obedient and sensible, this is what I love most about her. The only drawback is that she has no time to spend time with me. But elsewhere, I can't fault it.
