Rebirth: Back To 1990s

"Uncle Andy, where are you going?" Celia asked, slowing her pace.

"Celia, I heard that you and your mother had moved out of your house. When I heard about it, I figured you didn't have enough food, so I am here with some. By the way, are you all right?" Andy Wang simpered and asked with a flattering smile.

"I am fine. Nothing is wrong with me."

"It's getting dark already. Where are you going with an ax?" Andy Wang glanced at the ax in Celia's hand and asked curiously.

"I will be going up the hill to cut two bamboos. Uncle Andy, there's something I want to talk with you about. But I am not sure if it is right to talk about it." Celia hesitated, as she looked into Andy's eyes.

"Hey, when did you become so polite? Come clean and tell me what is bothering you." Andy wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Okay, don't misunderstand me. It is just that some filthy people are questioning my mother's honor. They have been doubting her with..."

Celia found it hard to finish her sentence. However, glancing at Andy, she was clear he got her meaning. Of course, she also knew that there was nothing going on between her mother and him. But people liked to dishonor other people. As a daughter, Celia didn't like it when people questioned her mother. Hence she hoped that Andy would keep his distance.

At the same time, Celia knew that Andy genuinely cared about them. She didn't want him to think she was accusing him of anything.

After all, he was a good man!

surprised. He smiled bitterly and said, "I'm sorry that your mother had to hear things because of me. I'll

that, he walked straight to

coursed through her body. But she

tired that she began to sweat profusely. After returning

You look tired. Are you all right?" Wendy

Celia drank some water and smilingly said, "These bamboos are the tools we will be using to change our

have in mind?" Wendy asked

that bamboos could be made into sieves and dustpans to make money. However, in the D Village, there were many workers and almost everyone was able to make some bamboo products. The market was running out of space. It was unrealistic to make money using these products. Wendy didn't know what her daughter had in

a variety of things with these bamboos? You make it and I sell it. I promise we can make money soon," Celia

know how many craftsmen are available in our village. We don't stand a chance." Wendy

outside the box. Hmmm… I guess nobody thought of making fruit dishes, brush pots

at Celia in surprise. She had never thought of turning bamboo

remained suspicious. She asked Celia, "Will this work? Will the people in the county buy these

it. From now on, you should put all your effort into making cute and beautiful vegetable baskets and fruit dishes. After three days, we will go to the county and try to sell all that we have. If it doesn't work then we

make money. But truth be told, both of their ideas seemed unrealistic. It wouldn't fetch them 500

suggested making vegetable baskets and fruit dishes, she hesitated, because they had no

It is worth a try!" Celia understood her words hadn't convinced her mother. Slowly, she

to comply. She just couldn't resist Celia's plea. She sighed helplessly and said, "Well, if it doesn't get sold after three days, you have to help me dig the herbs. The