Lin Wanqiu nodded: "Okay, then we can put some paper-cut window decorations on the windows, and the house will be even more lively during the New Year." She remembered that she still had some red paper in her space, which could be used to cut paper-cut window decorations, and she couldn't help but look forward to it.
Nian'an ran around inside and outside the house, helping to hand over scissors, carrying spools of thread, and occasionally picking up the new quilt to smell its fragrance, a happy smile always on his face. He knew that this new quilt not only warmed his body but also his heart—with his parents by his side and a new quilt to cover him, these were the happiest times of his life.
As the sun set, Shen Tingzhou's cotton-padded coat was almost finished. Lin Wanqiu held the coat up to Shen Tingzhou's size; it was just right. "We'll sew the cotton stuffing in tomorrow, and the coat will be done. You can wear it then, and you won't be cold when you go out to work in the winter," Lin Wanqiu said.
Shen Tingzhou held her hand and smiled, saying, "With the cotton-padded coat you made, I'm not afraid of even the coldest weather. Late autumn, with you and Nian'an here, I feel these are the happiest days of my life." He looked at the gradually darkening sky outside the window, then at the warm light inside the house, his heart filled with peace—before, when he was on missions, he was always worried that he would never come back, never see his family again. But now, he not only came back, but he was also living a peaceful life with his family, with a warm home, a caring wife, and a lovely son, and that was enough.
Nian'an was already asleep on the kang (a heated brick bed), clutching his new quilt, a sweet smile on his face; he must have been having a good dream. Lin Wanqiu gently went over, covered him with a small blanket, and tucked the quilt in. Looking at her son's sleeping face, and then at Shen Tingzhou beside her, her heart was filled with happiness.
As night deepened, the kerosene lamp in the room lit up, its dim light illuminating the warm atmosphere. Lin Wanqiu and Shen Tingzhou sat on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed), tidying up the remaining cotton while chatting about the future. They wondered what would happen today.
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