She looked down at the clumps of dyed wool yarn, her face close to the glass counter. The soft light reflected from the glass made her face look even more radiant and beautiful.

"What do you think of this color?" Xue Fu had just picked out a color and was pointing at the glass counter when she turned to look at Gu Chong, only to find him staring at her blankly.

Xue Fu tilted her head, a hint of confusion in her eyes, then smiled, her beautiful lips curving upwards: "What's wrong? Do you like it?"

Gu Chong snapped out of his daze and looked over. It was a ball of dark red wool yarn, which looked very soft.

She gazed at him tenderly, awaiting his reply.

Gu Chong could already imagine the comfortable warmth that would emanate from this ball of yarn as it passed through her hands and was worn around her neck.

"I like it."

Of course he likes it.

Xue Fu's eyes lit up: "Great!"

"What about this ball?" Her finger immediately moved to the ball next to her, a bright red, even more vibrant ball of wool yarn. "This color would definitely make Xiao Fei look very energetic!"

She happily tapped the two balls of yarn.

The fabrics of Gu Chong and Gu Fei's clothes clearly showed their male taste; they were either gray or black.

There wasn't a single bright color in the wardrobe.

Thinking that the New Year is next month, Xue Fu felt that red was just right, festive, and warm and lively.

Gu Chong nodded: "Yes, he'll like it too."

So Xue Fu happily took out her banknotes and bought two balls of each color.

This was the amount she got after asking Liu Ling; two balls of yarn were enough for one scarf.

As the sales clerk went to pick up the balls of yarn, Gu Chong leaned over and asked her, "What about you?"

Xue Fu understood what he meant, lowered her head, and tugged at the white scarf tied around her neck to show him: "I'm pregnant."

Gu Chong still frowned. He said, "I'll knit one for you. I want to knit one for you."

Xue Fu raised her eyebrows, staring at him with some surprise. She smiled and said, "You can do this too?"

He seems to know everything.

Gu Chong murmured softly, his ears turning slightly red: "Mmm."

He can do almost all the chores around the house.

He and Gu Fei sewed all their clothes and blankets by hand.

He can even raise children from a young age, taking good care of Gu Fei from the age of 1 to the present.

Compared to these things, knitting a scarf is the simplest thing imaginable.

If he didn't also want the scarf that Xue Fu knitted by hand, he wouldn't have wanted to trouble her with the task.

He can finish the job in one night, knitting both scarves.

"Do you like this color?" Gu Chong looked at the ball of milky white wool yarn, even though she already had a white scarf.

Xue Fu looks great in white.

Her face was fair and delicate, and she had a pure and clear appearance, just like her name suggests, like a lotus emerging from the water.

Gu Chong looked at the neatly tied scarf around her neck, thought for a moment, and then changed his mind: "I'll knit you a sweater."

Xue Fu: "!!!"

"You're so kind!!! You're so skillful!!! Isn't that amazing!"

Her eyes lit up, filled with adoration for him: "Okay, okay, I want the sweater!!!"

He's truly omnipotent!

So the sales clerks who had finished picking the goods started a new round of picking.

She handed a bag of yarn to the handsome young man and beautiful young woman in front of her. This bag had cost them quite a bit of money, equivalent to a month's salary for her.

The saleswoman clicked her tongue inwardly and couldn't help but sized up the two people.

The little girl was delicate and pretty, her clothes were clean and without a single patch, and all in fashionable colors. The scarf, the small felt hat, the half-exposed lady's watch on her wrist, and the leather shoes on her feet all suggested that her family was quite well-off.

The man next to him was dressed rather surprisingly, making his clothes appear even more plain in comparison.

But when they stood together, their temperament and appearance were inexplicably a perfect match, making them an extremely well-suited couple.

The auntie, wondering what was going on, asked, "Are you two planning to get married? Are you here today to buy things?"

The young people picked out several balls of red yarn; could this be a sign that good things are coming soon?

Xue Fu listened, pursed her lips, and blushed slightly.

Gu Chong, standing beside her, appeared calm, but he subtly glanced at her, offering no explanation until she spoke.

Xue Fu reached behind him and quietly pinched his waist. Feeling his body tremble for a moment, she raised her eyebrows, smiled, and shook her head to explain, "Auntie, it's just that it's cold, so I bought some yarn to knit something to warm myself up."

She glanced at him, raised her delicate eyebrows, and said, "If we really get married, we won't just need to buy these things."

Gu Chong chuckled softly, "Yeah, of course."

As the two walked out carrying their things, they could hear their aunt muttering behind them, "The young couple has such a good relationship."

Xue Fu wandered around the store again, bought a lot of goods, and had Gu Chong carry them all.

It's getting cold. Winters here rarely rain, and every day the round winter sun shines overhead, dazzling but not very warm.

With such constant sun exposure, skin inevitably becomes dry.

Xue Fu bought several more boxes of face cream, as well as the moisturizing oil that was unique to this era.

She bought one for Gu Chong too.

He used to live a rough life, which was one thing, but now that he's her boyfriend, she still needs to take good care of herself.

She cherished his face.

He's handsome, and she's happy to see him.

Gu Chong had it, and Gu Fei certainly had it too.

Unlike Gu Chong, whose skin is exposed to the sun every day in the fields, my younger brother's skin is still fair and tender, so he needs to be taken extra care of.

In addition to these, Xue Fu also bought two pairs of cotton gloves for herself and her two brothers.

In addition, she bought Gu Chong a thick hat similar to Lei Feng's hat.

Xue Fu herself was fine; she rarely touched cold water, only occasionally feeling her hands get cold when she went out. She had never had frostbite or anything like that.

As for Gu Chong, Xue Fu saw him several times when she went to eat. He was a rough and uncouth man who would wash his clothes with cold well water, his knuckles turning red and swollen from the cold, but he didn't seem to mind at all. Getting frostbite was a trivial matter to him.

Washing clothes with cold water is one thing, but when Xue Fu went to his house the day before yesterday, this tough guy actually washed his hair with cold water in the dead of winter.

Enraged, Xue Fu immediately went over and pinched his cheek, squeezing hard until his lips pouted.

She angrily picked up the basin of cold water in front of him and poured it out, then shooed him inside to warm himself by the fire and dry his hair.