Chapter 726 A Dream of Youth 258
"Grandpa can weave bamboo? Can he weave little rabbits? I also want a little ball..."
Xie Ning was always steady and wouldn't ask adults for this or that like other children. Today, he showed a rare childlike side, so his grandfather naturally fulfilled his every wish.
Talking with Xie Ning about woodworking and bamboo weaving helped ease the sadness of feeling apprehensive about returning home. He has always enjoyed doing these things, and he used to make a lot of the furniture for his family himself.
Xie Wangzhi's first bookshelf was woven from bamboo.
However, life improved considerably afterward, and I was always busy running my stall, so I rarely touched these kinds of work. I would occasionally do some carpentry, though, since Chen Yuncheng also liked it, and the old man and the young man shared similar interests.
Hearing the sounds outside, Grandma Xie, sitting in the cabin, breathed a sigh of relief. She was not sad, but she couldn't bear to see her husband in pain. Grandpa Xie hadn't eaten much on the journey and had lost a lot of weight.
In addition, he was prone to seasickness, and if Xie Ning hadn't been there, Grandfather Xie would probably be lying there unable to get up right now.
With a sense of relief, Grandma Xie finally had time to look at her grand-niece-in-law and inquire about the family's recent situation.
At first, Wang was a little reserved, but since both Grandmother Xie and Xie Yun were good-natured people, she gradually opened up. "...Grandmother has excellent skills. A few years ago, she opened a shop selling pickles in town. It was thanks to your and Aunt's encouragement that Grandmother had the courage to open the shop."
The pickles sold well, and since Dad worked as an accountant in town, the family soon saved up some money and bought a small courtyard house in town.
Actually, she had started saving money a long time ago, but she earned more money in those years. Her father was the second son of the second branch of the Xie family. He was also educated and good at arithmetic. He learned accounting from the accountant and later became an accountant himself.
There's not much, but it's enough to support a family. After Xie Qingshan finished his ethnic minority school, he went to the county school. Now Xie Qingshan has passed the qualification exam and can take the provincial examination this fall.
“Your grandmother’s pickles are really good. Over the years, the pickles your family has sent to the capital have been fought over by the children. Bao’er especially likes the beef and bamboo shoot pickles, saying that none of the ones she buys are as good as the ones made by her second great-aunt.”
Upon hearing this, Wang's smile deepened. "I made quite a lot recently, and we still have some back home. It'll taste best when we eat noodles with this meat sauce."
The oars glided across the clear river, stirring up a shower of fallen petals. Amidst the whispers of the water, the green rice seedlings came into view. Xie Ning dragged back the white wolf, who was perched on the bow of the boat, eager to jump in and catch fish.
The water here is deep; even if you're a good swimmer, you'll catch a cold if you get your fur wet.
Snowball swished its tail and nuzzled the apricot blossoms on the boat, trying to get Xie Ning to stick her head to it; it was quite vain.
We're here!
With a shout from the boatman, Xie Ning looked ahead and saw that dusk was falling and there were still many pedestrians on the wide dirt road.
A dark-skinned boy carrying grass home to feed the pigs saw Xie Ning and his group and stared at them with wide eyes. He was startled when he saw the white wolf. He didn't recognize most of the people, but he did recognize Xie Qingshan and Wang Shi.
Then he came over and gave a loud greeting.
Walking on the muddy dirt road, Xie Wangzhi greeted everyone along the way, showing no air of superiority. This made the villagers who were initially hesitant to approach them because of their impressive attire no longer feel intimidated, and instead started chatting with them in a friendly manner.
The older folks pointed at Grandfather Xie and said, “San Geng, hurry home, your mother passed away last night.”
Grandfather Xie's eyes immediately welled up with tears; he still hadn't made it in time.
"Mother—" Grandfather Xie knelt down, but couldn't get up for a moment. It was Xie Ning who took out silver needles and pricked him with a few needles before he recovered.
Xie Wangzhi bent down and carried his grandfather home on his back.
Grandma Xie's eyes were also a little red. She said she had no feelings, but she was an elder after all, and influenced by Grandpa Xie, she couldn't help but want to shed tears.
Xie Ning had just straightened up when she heard a wail, which startled her. Xueqiu, who had just secretly taken a bite of a fruit from the roadside, also widened her eyes upon hearing the sound.
The ones crying are Grandmother Xie and Xie Yun; this is mourning.
Xie Ning and Chen Wanniang exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with hesitant inquiry, "Mother, are you going to cry?"
Chen Wanniang nodded, but she couldn't wail or squeeze out any tears. She just stood on the other side supporting Grandmother Xie, and then Grandmother Xie wiped her eyes with a handkerchief.
Tears welled up instantly.
Xie Ning was stunned.
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