At this moment, Rong Qing was also grateful for his cleverness and youth, as he settled the bill for today's roast duck before Grandma Jiang and the others.
Even though the things I bought along the way were just small gadgets, there were so many of them that all together they would cost more than two hundred yuan. In this day and age, the purchasing power of more than two hundred yuan is extremely strong!
finally
Finally the car stopped in front of her yard gate.
She was the first to get off the car, and then helped Grandma Rong and Grandma Jiang out of the car. As for Grandpa Jiang, he was very agile. After taking the pills, his physical condition was now comparable to that of a young man.
He walked towards the yard at such a brisk pace that Grandma Jiang behind him joked:
"He's really going strong even at his age. His legs and waist don't hurt anymore. It looks like he can even climb a mountain with ease."
Grandpa Jiang patted his legs and arms proudly, and with considerable force:
"Of course, I really want to thank Sister Wanjun."
"You really should be thankful. In the past, I couldn't even walk or move around much without breaking into sweats, let alone filming."
Grandpa Jiang performed a set of Kung Fu on the spot like an old naughty boy, showing off his good physique in all aspects.
Grandma Jiang kept covering her face, it was really hard to watch. After Grandpa Jiang finished playing, he quickly walked to the gate and told the guard:
"You can pick me up later. Go call Jiang Weiguo first and ask him and his wife to come over for dinner tonight."
Grandma Rong looked at him and smiled, "Are you so happy that you forgot we have a telephone?"
Grandma Jiang felt that she really couldn't bear to watch it any longer, so she took Grandma Rong's arm and walked into the house, and of course she didn't forget to hold Rong Qing's soft little hand:
"Let's go inside quickly and let him be an old monkey in the yard."
Grandpa Jiang slapped his forehead in annoyance, smiled awkwardly, and followed into the house. As soon as the door was opened, a warm wave of heat hit him in the face.
Grandma Jiang: "You made this room really warm."
Grandma Rong: "The kang was already heated before I left, and the coal in the stove never went out. There was a lid on top, leaving a hole for ventilation."
Grandma Jiang took off her hat, scarf, and gloves and breathed a sigh of relief: "I feel much better now. It was a bit uncomfortable to be stuffy like this."
Grandma Rong turned around and made a pot of tea and placed it on the kang table. She then took out a snack basket from the cabinet, which contained snacks and fruits that had been placed there in advance this morning.
Grandpa Jiang suddenly thought of something, turned around and walked out. About two minutes later, he came back with a large backpack in his hands.
"Forgot about this, the big pear I bought today."
Grandma Rong: "I can't eat so much. Just leave a few for me and Guaibao."
Grandma Jiang: "This can be stored for a long time. I will eat it later."
He handed the peeled orange to Grandpa Jiang and said, "Try it. It looks sweet."
"You eat first, my hands are still dirty."
Grandma Rong pointed to the thermos on the cabinet and said, "Add some hot water from the thermos inside before washing."
Suddenly, the whole room was filled with a comfortable atmosphere. Grandma Rong put down the brewed teacup, folded the scarf, hat, and gloves Rong Qing had just taken off, and placed them neatly in the cabinet. She then took out a pink, double-breasted, thin cotton jacket embroidered with plum blossoms and gave it to her.
"Take off your thick clothes and put on this. Otherwise, you'll be sweating all over and you'll get sick."
"Sister Wanjun, you are so good at everything. This cotton-padded jacket is so beautiful. It is more fashionable and stylish than the ones sold at the Friendship Store. I can never learn to button it like this no matter how many times I try."
Grandma Rong glanced at the thick clothes on Grandma Jiang, then turned around and took out a brown-red, thin cotton coat with a slanting collar and delicate dark patterns embroidered on it that she had made but hadn't had a chance to wear. She handed it to her:
"This is newly made and I haven't worn it yet. If you don't mind, you can wear it casually."
Grandma Jiang fell in love with the dress at first sight. Every detail of the dress was exquisite, and it was obvious that it was made by a skilled craftsman with great care and effort.
No hand took it for a long time. Nowadays, cloth is as precious as food, and you can tell it is a rare and good material just by looking at it, not to mention the patterns that took countless time and effort to embroider on it.
Grandma Rong stuffed it directly into her arms:
"Try it on now. We are about the same size, so it should fit you. Don't be polite. I don't lack clothes."
He looked at Rong Qing lovingly:
"This little naughty girl of mine, every time I make clothes for her, she always gives me some fabric that suits me and stares at me while I make clothes for myself..."
As she spoke, she took out a brighter cotton coat from the cupboard. It was embroidered with gorgeous peonies, as if they were truly blooming under the summer sun.
"Your craft cannot be learned. A real embroiderer would have to learn from you."
Rong Qing stepped forward and took her grandmother's arm, smiling sweetly, "Grandma, I want to be your apprentice and learn all your skills."
"Okay, okay, as long as you learn, I'll teach you everything I know. These are all our ancestral skills, so if you learn them, you'll be passing them on."
Grandma Jiang asked Grandpa Jiang to turn around and started to change clothes. She was actually wearing a sweater under her cotton-padded jacket, but people in that era were very reserved. Even an old couple who had been married for decades could not avoid being shy.
Needless to say, after the change, Grandma Jiang happily went to look at herself in the mirror and boasted about her beauty, and of course, she received a lot of praise from Grandpa Jiang.
Grandma Jiang simply can't let go of the clothes. Not only do they look good, but they also fit her perfectly in the house.
"Sister Wanjun, I will accept it. I will send you some of the fabrics I have saved someday."
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