Rong Jingdong also looked at him with disapproval and rebuke, and sighed deeply:
"Second brother, no matter what you think, it's just a thought, just like there is no regret medicine in this world.
It's even more impossible to turn back time. You reap what you sow. You made your choice, and you were lucky enough to have opportunities along the way. But in the end, alas, the past is the past, and it's better not to mention it."
Grandma Rong was even more furious:
"What a rotten thing! How could this old man and I give birth to such a scoundrel like you? What are you talking about? How dare you mention it?
During those three years, you took Guaibao back home. But then, that beautiful snake you raised ruined him. I still remember every word of the scolding you gave me when you sent me back."
Rong Jingxi really wanted to go back and beat himself to death, but now he really doesn't want to recall the past.
Rong Qing tactfully helped Grandma Rong calm down:
"Grandma, don't be angry, let's not be angry anymore. Just look at the big TV that uncle bought you. This way you won't feel bored."
Grandma Rong scratched her nose lovingly:
"Don't be angry, there's nothing to be angry about. Just looking at your sweet baby makes me feel good. This TV is your dowry.
Besides, I like quiet time, so if I had the time, I could just make you some snacks and sew a few spring clothes."
"Please stop sewing clothes. It hurts your eyes. If you really want to do it, just use a sewing machine." Rong Qing knew that he couldn't persuade his grandmother. He had become the most important person to his grandmother since he was a child, and she was used to taking care of his food, clothing, housing and transportation.
Even if she gets married and her grandmother can't be by her side all the time, she will still prepare everything.
Grandma mentioned clothes, and suddenly she remembered something and stood up and walked to another cabinet. She took out the key from her waist and opened it. Then she took out a new set of neatly folded clothes and handed it to Rong Jingdong:
"This is a Zhongshan suit I made for you. Try it on later and if you find anything that doesn't fit, I'll alter it for you."
Rong Jingdong was laughing like a child at this moment. He happily took it and couldn't let it go for a while:
"Thank you, Mom. You've worked so hard. I'm already so old, and I still need you to worry about me. It's really unfilial."
Grandma Rong patted him on the shoulder:
"No matter how old you are, even if you become an old man with white hair, you are still my son. As a mother, no matter where my children are, my heart can't help but miss them. I have made some for your third brother and sisters as well. You can bring them back to them."
"Okay, Mom, I haven't worn the shoes you made for me last year much yet. This year, you made the cotton shoes for Xiu Ya. She wears them every day. She says they're so comfortable that she can stand for seven or eight hours of surgery without feeling tired."
Grandma Rong smiled even more happily: "It's rare that she likes it. I will make her another pair and a few more pairs of cloth shoes later."
"Mom, could you please make me a pair too? I wear military boots every day, and the shoes I buy for daily life are not as comfortable as the ones you make."
"You, what else can you miss? You have it all."
Rong Qing smiled and lifted her feet to show them: "Uncle, look, these are the flowery cotton shoes that grandma made for me. Aren't they pretty?"
"Mm, it looks great, mom, your craftsmanship is amazing, this little tiger is so cute, what kind of beads are those eyes?
It's also got little pearls hanging on it. If Rong Zhi at home sees it, she'll definitely chase you for it."
"Hey, Guaibao has loved tiger-head shoes since she was little, so I make her a pair every year. I also make a few more pairs of other styles. It's a bit time-consuming, but if Zhi likes them, I'll make them for her when I get back."
I have never done this before because other children are loved by their fathers and mothers, but she is the only good baby who is loved by her grandmother. She also likes to wear the clothes and shoes made by her.
"I'll talk to her about it when I get back. I think it'll be a big deal."
"A pair of shoes, not really."
Rong Jingxi waited for a long time, hoping to see if his mother would be kind enough to make something for him. However, he waited and waited, but everyone on the other side started chatting and no one paid any attention to him.
After thinking for a while, he decided to take the initiative and moved to stand beside Grandma Rong. He felt a little embarrassed that she was asking him for something at such an old age. After a little hesitation, he spoke:
"Mom, where are the clothes you made for me? Just give them to me directly. There's no need for my big brother to do it for me."
Grandma Rong glared at her, reached out and tugged at the black cashmere coat on him, and said unhappily:
"You are a big boss, and any piece of clothing costs hundreds of dollars. The clothes made by an old country woman like me are not worthy of your eyes. They are made at the highest level..." Pointing to the already forgotten flowered cotton jacket:
"That's it. You wouldn't wear it either."
Rong Jingxi: “…”
My flowery cotton-padded jacket is a thing of the past, right?
In order to wear the clothes that my mother had sewn by hand, he shamelessly pointed at Rong Jingdong:
"Mom, isn't my eldest brother also wearing a cashmere coat? Why doesn't it work on me? Besides, didn't you make a Zhongshan suit for my eldest brother?"
Rong Jingdong hadn't expected his second brother to be so shameless. He walked out of the house unhurriedly and returned in less than two minutes with a military coat draped over his arm.
"Second brother, I came here wearing a military coat. As for this cashmere coat, it was borrowed from your sister-in-law. I can't wear something too shabby when I come back to see mother."
Rong Qing turned around with a suppressed smile, her little shoulders shaking. She had to say that her uncle was really amazing!
Grandma Rong cooperated with a distressed look on her face, reaching out to help straighten his coat:
"I've made it so hard for you, my dear son. Next time, just wear your military coat. You're a soldier, and it'll make you look more stylish. I love it. If you really like cashmere coats, I'll go to the department store and buy you one."
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