By the eleventh hour, Mr. and Mrs. Qiu's share of sweaters and trousers arrived as promised.
"This kid, if we wear this, won't it ruin things? I told him not to touch it, but he doesn't listen.
Well, baby's dad, change your black collared autumn sweater and try it on. Your daughter knitted it herself. See if it fits you well?"
Qiu Jianshe sighed and walked into the house happily. He changed out of his blue autumn sweater that was stained with old oil and had black edges that couldn't be washed out, then put on a red sweater and secretly looked at himself in his wife's small plastic mirror.
Then he came out and asked her to look at it. "It fits perfectly. It's carved just like my body shape. You should try it on too."
Li Qingmei took off her rubber leggings, put the hemp rope on her head, rolled up the tools and put them aside, smoothed her hair, and went into the house to change her clothes and try on the size.
Qiu Jianshe's is a red pullover with a sweetheart neckline, and Li Qingmei's is also red, but it has buttons and a slightly loose fit with a cinched hem, which can be worn inside or outside.
"There's also a small pocket, but I don't know if it will fall out when I put things in it." She also held up the small mirror and turned around happily twice.
Huang Duoer followed Huang Douzi into the house, praising his beauty over and over again.
She just saw that the package also contained her wool in three colors: red, black and blue.
She planned that Qiu Dashan would knit according to his father-in-law's pattern, and knit his own like his mother-in-law's, so that he could wear it outside when the weather was not so cold.
As for the three little ones, each one grew up every day, so she felt there was no need to worry about it.
"Mother, I want to weave it just like you. When my three brothers are asleep at night, ask me to take it and take a closer look."
Li Qingmei took it off and asked her to take it back to the house first. She didn't dare to say it was a gift. Based on her understanding of her daughter, she dared not give the ready-made one to her daughter-in-law and then she would work hard to weave a new one.
This is guaranteed to be the last time, and I won’t even inform her.
Huang Duoer didn't think there was anything wrong with not having a ready-made one for herself.
Not to mention that my sister-in-law is busy with her studies, how could these wools be obtained so easily?
Not only did they send her the thread, but perhaps because they were afraid that she didn't know how to do it, they also sent her the patterns and needlework booklet.
Only those who work in the supply and marketing cooperative can get hold of this wooden knitting thing. She can see it every time she goes back. She has been envious of it for a long time. Now it’s just right!
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Qiu Yuling has started to rotate independently in the broadcasting studio this semester.
She read the manuscript with clear pronunciation, and different manuscripts had different tones.
When it was her turn, many classmates did nothing but listen to her read the script.
When she went back to her uncle's house on weekends, she saw a half-new bicycle parked in the yard.
"Is someone coming home?" Before she even entered the house, the old man came out to greet her.
"Who's coming?"
Qiu Yuling pointed to a bicycle on the side.
The old man grinned as if he was about to smile, but he tried hard to pretend to be nonchalant, "Well, someone else dealt with it, I want to get it back, so that you can come back every week, and you don't have to rush to go back to school, just wait until Sunday morning and get it back early.
If you don’t want to live on campus, you can still go there every day. It’s very convenient.”
Seeing that Qiu Yuling didn't reply, she asked, "You still don't know how to ride?"
"Ah? Yes, I am an old driver."
"Then you go up and ride around for a couple of laps so I can take a look."
"Then please let me put my things down first."
The old man treated her better and better, as if he had transferred his affection to her and cared about her as if she were his own granddaughter.
She is a person who responds softly and does not respond harshly. If someone is nice to her, she will want to return the favor.
Therefore, he came almost every week this semester, except for one week when he was delayed due to something. The anxious old man thought something had happened halfway and almost slipped away and found the school.
If she hadn't been on the bus and saw a stubborn old man passing by, and quickly asked the driver to stop, and got off and turned back, the two of them would probably have gone the wrong way.
"Grandpa, come up, I'll take you out for a walk." Now, except for calling him "Godfather" or something like that when introducing him to others, the old man has even suggested removing the word "Godfather" in private.
The old man really believed in Qiu Yuling. When the child asked him to get in the car, he took a running start and jumped onto the back seat, asking the child to take him for a ride.
The car shuddered, and it took a lot of effort to stabilize. She took the old man and rode out of the alley.
"Don't go back, don't go back. Just ride forward a little bit and then turn."
Just like a child, the old man becomes playful whenever he goes out, and it takes repeated urging to get him back home, which makes it very difficult for him to come back.
"If you don't go back soon, it will be dark. I was thinking of making you something delicious tonight. If you don't agree to go back, we can only eat spicy steamed buns!"
When the old man heard that there was more delicious food, the wind in the back seat stopped blowing and urged us to go back, shouting that if we didn't go back, the sun would set.
In fact, the place we rode to was not far. Before I could find out what my godson-daughter was going to cook, I arrived at the door.
"I'm going to get some firewood. You go get ready first. If you need my help, feel free to ask me for help."
Before Qiu Yuling could say that she had no use for the old man, she saw him rushing towards the back house to fetch firewood like a little whirlwind.
I originally thought that it would be a good idea to just have some vegetarian noodles late at night, but when I saw the old man's attitude, I changed my mind.
Let’s get something with meat.
It’s too late to make the dough now, so let’s cook dumplings instead of steaming buns.
Qiu Yuling had originally planned to make mutton soup for him tomorrow morning, but she had removed all the bones from the mutton and did not throw away the bones. She would make it the same way tomorrow, so it would have a bit of fishy smell.
Putting radish and green onion in the mutton dumplings enhances the flavor the most, but there is not much meat left, so she also chopped up the last palm-sized piece of pork and mixed it in.
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