Tan You was checking her mountain-climbing gear—a bamboo basket, a sickle, mosquito repellent, a straw hat, and so on. Hearing him, she didn't even look up. "I have a lot to do today. The sooner I finish, the sooner I can rest."
Shen Yu casually picked up a two-toned steamed bun. "I know, Sis. This bun is so exquisitely made."
As he spoke, he took a big bite. CHOMP. Grandma Shen handed him a bowl of plain congee at just the right moment, and Shen Yu downed it all.
Tan You said, "It just takes a bit of time, that's all."
Shen Yu asked, "Sis, so we're going up the mountain in the morning and to the fabric market in the afternoon? I asked my mom about it yesterday. Honestly, you'd be better off just buying clothes. Making them yourself is so much trouble..."
Tan You replied, "I want to make a dance costume. The ones sold in stores aren't what I'm looking for."
Shen Yu was stumped for a second, then he immediately grew excited. "Sis, you can dance?"
Tan You said, "A little."
