The more I look at my daughter, the cuter she is. I feel so proud when I touch her little face.

outside the house.

When Zhao Xiaobei entered the room, he just heard Jiang Nian and Liang Yuxiu's laughter.

"Aunt Liang, I..."

Zhao Xiaobei was about to speak when he suddenly saw Xiao Anbao with a red spot on his forehead. He was obviously a neighbor he saw every day, but he just had a small red dot on his face. But somehow he felt different.

He was so fascinated by what he saw that his eyes were wide open.

So…so…so beautiful.

Like when there was a play in the village, there was a god in white clothes with a touch of red between his eyebrows.

Could it be that Xiao Anbao is a little god?

Zhao Xiaobei spoke in a daze, forgetting what he wanted to say just now.

Finally, Jiang Nian waved in front of Zhao Xiaobei, calling his attention back, "Xiaobei? Xiaobei? What's wrong? What did you want to say?"

"Ah?!" Zhao Xiaobei was stunned for a moment and finally reacted after a long while.

He looked at Xiao Anbao, then at Jiang Nian, and finally at Liang Yuxiu. After his thoughts went around in circles, he finally remembered what he wanted to say at the beginning.

"...Aunt Liang, I counted them. There are ten in total."

The people who forgot what was right were not only Zhao Xiaobei, but also Liang Yuxiu.

Liang Yuxiu slapped her thigh after being reminded by Zhao Xiaobei, and finally remembered.

"Sister Nian, it's over! I'm done!"

A huge smile, brighter than ever before, bloomed on Liang Yuxiu's face.

This gentle person who usually didn't smile showed her teeth, but for the first time, she was shining with bright happiness, all written all over her face.

“So soon?”

Jiang Nian was a little surprised.

Tomorrow is the delivery date agreed with Zheng Meiyan. Yesterday, Liang Yuxiu frowned and said that she would have to work overtime at night and it might not be completed until night. It was almost as if she was rushing to the last minute.

It was only afternoon now, and Liang Yuxiu hadn't finished yet.

Jiang Nian picked up little Anbao and, together with Liang Yuxiu, quickly walked towards Song Yingying's house next door.

Inside the room, Song Yingying was checking each brand new red Xiaoqing shirt for final details. After confirming that there were no problems, she folded and packed them carefully.

There are exactly ten pieces in the festive red color.

Jiang Nian looked at Song Yingying, "Are you really done?"

Song Yingying nodded, "I counted them twice, there are ten in total, not one less, not one more, no problem at all."

The two of them smiled at each other, with the same tacit understanding in their eyes, and they were both happy for Liang Yuxiu.

Jiang Nian turned his head, looked at Liang Yuxiu, and said with a smile, "Sister Yuxiu, you have worked hard these days."

The corners of Liang Yuxiu's mouth, which were raised happily, suddenly trembled when she heard Jiang Nian's words.

I was originally overjoyed, but suddenly a feeling of bitterness came over me.

These days, because of the appearance of Sun Jinhua, Liang Yuxiu has been tortured again and again, and she can't even go home.

Only Liang Yuxiu herself knew all that she had to pay and endure in order to make these ten shirts.