“We don’t need any more. Let them take these back and knit a few more pairs of gloves.”
Bi Qiaoan nodded and handed the box to Shen Yanming.
Shen Yanming handed it to Chen Shunwei, who immediately opened it. Looking at the bright and smooth sky-blue yarn inside, which had some creases, he instantly fell in love with it.
"These yarns are amazing!" Although Chen Shunwei didn't know much about these things, just from the feel of them, these yarns were better than the wool sweaters his wife bought him.
"We bought it with good yarn, but when Qiao An wore it, she accidentally got a hole in it. We didn't know how to repair it, so we took it apart and put it back into yarn."
"I can have my wife help me re-knit it."
Shen Yanming knew that Chen Shunwei meant to use the yarn to knit a new sweater for Bi Qiaoan, but he still refused.
"If it's a gift for you, it's a gift for you. Qiao An still has sweaters to wear. We bought several back when there were no purchase limits."
Remembering something, Shen Yanming added, "Wang Lai's pair of gloves are among them."
Chen Shunwei chuckled, "Alright, I won't forget his. I'll have my wife knit it for him too."
Seeing that the two hadn't forgotten him, Wang Lai quickly thanked them, saying, "Thank you, Brother Shen, thank you, Brother Chen."
It was getting late, so Chen Shunwei, Wang Lai, and Shen Yanming said goodbye.
Shen Yanming walked to the balcony and looked out. Although there was no light outside, he could vaguely feel that the rain was getting heavier.
He rummaged through a cabinet containing miscellaneous items and pulled out two umbrellas, handing them to the two men. They thanked him and left.
On the way, Chen Shunwei, as usual, instructed Wang Lai not to tell anyone about what happened tonight.
When he returned home, Chen Shunwei's wife, Wang Xiaoyue, and daughter, Xinxin, touched the yarn in the box, both showing expressions of longing.
"Wei, where did this yarn come from? It's so clean, you couldn't have picked it up from the street, could you?"
Chen's mother knew that her son was a bit clever and often managed to get his hands on some good things, but she was afraid that Chen Shunwei might go astray in places she didn't know about.
Meeting the worried looks of his elderly parents, Chen Shunwei quickly explained, "This was given to Wang and me by a resident of the community because we helped them out tonight."
"So this is for our family?" Wang Xiaoyue asked excitedly.
"No, these are gloves that someone asked us to knit. Wang Lai has a pair in them."
"These are such nice knitted gloves..." Wang Xiaoyue touched the smooth yarn, feeling a little reluctant to part with them.
Chen Shunwei paused in his drinking motion. "Then what do you want?"
After struggling with her thoughts for a moment, Wang Xiaoyue said, "How about I knit a pair of gloves for Wang Lai, and use the remaining yarn to knit a sweater for Xin Xin?"
"Neither my parents have gloves, and they cut their hands several times while working last time." Chen Shunwei was somewhat tempted after hearing this, but he couldn't ignore his parents' needs.
“We’re fine. We don’t have to work every day. Let’s knit a sweater for Xinxin. A little girl should be pretty,” Mr. Chen said cheerfully.
“Yes, yes, yes, it’s the dead of winter, and my old man and I don’t want to go out and freeze, but Xinxin is different. She’s either at school or out playing, so it’s only right that she gets a new sweater.” Chen’s mother quickly chimed in.
Chen Shunwei thought for a moment, then turned to Wang Xiaoyue and asked, "Aside from Wang Lai's gloves, is there enough yarn for Xinxin to knit a sweater?"
"Give it a try. If it's really not enough, we can find some other yarn to add. Or, we can make it into a shirt collar, which will save some yarn."
"I don't understand these things, you can handle it yourself."
When Xinxin saw that her parents were going to knit her a new sweater, she was so happy she almost jumped for joy.
At this moment, Chen Shunwei said to Wang Xiaoyue and Xinxin, "Although it's not up to our family how to deal with the things they gave us, their original intention was for us to knit gloves."
Now that you've decided to knit sweaters, I won't object anymore. It's just that from now on, the three of us will have to do the farm work.
"We can't let people see our parents doing farm work with their hands bare. What kind of people would we make then, right?"
Wang Xiaoyue and Xinxin nodded quickly.
“From now on, I’ll take care of the work in the fields so Mom and Dad can rest. Last time, if it weren’t for the tight schedule and heavy workload, I wouldn’t have agreed to let Mom and Dad go out to pull weeds together,” Wang Xiaoyue said.
"Don't blame Xiaoyue, it was our old couple who insisted on going out, and we didn't even get to help much. Xiaoyue did offer me her gloves, but I refused them," Chen's mother quickly explained, afraid that Chen Shunwei would have a problem with Wang Xiaoyue.
“We’re old and slow, not as quick as Xiaoyue. It’s only right that we give her the gloves,” Mr. Chen added from the side.
Chen Shunwei nodded. "I know my wife is a good person. Over the years, I've been so grateful to her for taking care of everything at home. Honey, thank you for all your hard work. I'll help you out in the future."
At this moment, Xinxin nodded her little head and said, "I will also help my grandparents and parents!"
Mr. and Mrs. Chen smiled knowingly at this scene. No matter what their family's circumstances were, the way they got along was something no one could envy.
After the guests left, Shen Yanming and Bi Qiaoan first washed the dishes and chopsticks, then turned off the lamps in various parts of the house, and finally went into their space to wash up before going out to sleep.
Why sleep outside? Of course, it's to force yourself to adapt to the external environment and weather.
Of course, the two put the small stove into their spatial storage before going to sleep.
The next morning, Bi Qiaoan woke up from the cold; her nose was icy cold, and every breath she took felt chilly.
Actually, she was covered with a quilt from the neck down and had a human-shaped heater to hug, so she was very warm.
However, with nothing above the neck to shield them, they are left to endure the onslaught of cold indoor air.
When Bi Qiaoan opened her eyes, the bedroom was still pitch black.
She rarely woke up this early, so she reached out to pull back the curtains.
But this simple movement startled the man beside her awake.
"It's still early, why don't you sleep a little longer?" Shen Yanming buried his head in Bi Qiaoan's neck, inhaling the fragrance of her hair as he muttered.
"I just woke up and wanted to check the sky." Because the bedroom curtains were a bit thick, it wasn't very accurate to tell the time by the indoor light on cloudy days.
While Bi Qiaoan was speaking, she had already pulled the curtains open a crack.
She peered through the crack and saw that it was pitch black outside, so it seemed that it was still early.
Whew~ Whew~ Whew~
Bi Qiaoan heard the sound of a strong wind whistling past, and a small breeze slipped in through the crack in the glass and blew on Bi Qiaoan's arm.
Goosebumps instantly appeared on her fair and smooth skin.
Bi Qiaoan quickly drew the curtains and tucked her cold arm under the covers.
She tried to hide her arms behind her back, but before she could move, a pair of large hands pressed against her.
He gently rubbed her up and down to dispel the cold...
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com