Song Lili didn't say much, nor did she want to. She just wanted to talk about something lighter.
Yang Mei suddenly said, "I don't know when this will end. This constant criticism and struggle session is making everyone feel anxious and afraid."
“I heard a few days ago that some people in Xiawa Village were really treated badly. Not only were their homes ransacked, but their graves were also dug up.”
"Not only that, the temples in their village where people go to burn incense on the fifteenth of the lunar month were also smashed, because they said it was feudal superstition."
"And all the books in the school were burned, and the teachers were also dragged away to be criticized and denounced. My heart keeps pounding when I hear about it."
"But our village is alright, nothing like that has happened there, so it's relatively safe." As she spoke, Yang Mei patted her chest, looking frightened.
Song Lili raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised by what Yang Mei had just said.
I had often seen Yang Mei talk about this in various materials before, but since she came here, she hadn't experienced it herself and thought it was different from the world she was used to.
I didn't expect that things would be different. It's just that this kind of thing didn't happen in Hongqi Village, but it still happened in other places.
I wonder if this trend will reach Hongqi Village? I hope not.
She just smiled and said, "Don't worry, this has nothing to do with us. Luo Juan and the others were destroying the Four Olds, right? I guess it's related to this."
"As long as we live our lives well, there's nothing to worry about." As long as we don't do anything reckless, life will remain peaceful.
Daqing also said, "That's right. Didn't the leader say that we don't need to do anything about it? Let them make a fuss. It will eventually calm down."
"You just need to take good care of the child. Don't worry about anything else." And you can't possibly worry about anything else anyway.
Daqing knew that with his uncle at home, there was no need to worry too much; his uncle would definitely handle everything.
Therefore, Daqing was able to avoid so many burdens and the same intense feelings as others. After patrolling with the militia every day, he could simply relax with his wife and children in a warm bed.
That's how they're trying to persuade Yangmei now.
To be honest, Song Lili was actually a little envious of Daqing. With someone taking care of things outside, she could live a carefree life.
However, she was only envious and did not want to become like that. Only by being able to withstand the storms and not fall could she overcome any difficulties.
While it's fortunate to have someone to shelter you from the wind and rain, it's also a fragile situation. Once that shelter collapses, what awaits you is a raging storm.
Therefore, one must experience trials and tribulations to truly grow strong.
Zhang Qinghua listened without saying anything. He was usually a man of few words, and he probably only spoke more when he was with Song Lili.
No one felt awkward because they knew that was just the kind of person he was.
Song Lili made shoes for a while, then stopped, secretly covering her hands under the blanket, and grabbed Zhang Qinghua's dry, large hand.
Then, Song Lili looked at Zhang Qinghua with a smile, and when she saw him pause for a moment, a hint of amusement flashed in her eyes.
Song Lili felt her hand being grabbed as well, playfully squeezing Zhang Qinghua's palm, then smiling slyly.
Zhang Qinghua glanced helplessly at Song Lili, his expression softening as he let Song Lili's hand wreak havoc in his palm.
He just held on loosely, without letting go.
"Sister Yangmei, do you know how to knit?" Song Lili asked, looking at Yangmei.
"Sweater? I don't know how, but my mom does. What are you going to do? Are you going to knit a sweater?" Yang Mei asked curiously.
Song Lili nodded, "Yes, I'm planning to buy some yarn to knit sweaters for my parents. It's so cold in winter, a cotton-padded coat isn't enough to keep out the cold."
If it were a brand new cotton-padded coat, that would be fine, but everyone is wearing cotton-padded coats that are neither new nor old, which is considered good.
Many people were wearing clothes that were so old they were practically falling apart, with the cotton stuffing coming out, making them dark and lumpy. You could feel the clump of cotton when you carried them in your hand, and they offered absolutely no protection from the wind.
After wearing a cotton-padded coat for five or six years, or even seven or eight years, it will no longer keep you warm, no matter how well you take care of it.
Although the Song family's situation wasn't that bad, it was about the same, so Song Lili thought that everyone should have a sweater.
I'll pass on the new cotton-padded jacket this year and just wear the old one for now.
She wore the sweater under her cotton-padded coat so that no one would know or notice, which is why she came up with this idea.
"I don't know how. I've never learned before. Besides, where would I get yarn for me to learn? But if you want to learn, you can go to my grandma."
Yang Mei shook her head with some regret. These days, every household is poor and has no money to buy yarn, so no one learns to knit sweaters anymore.
Song Lili nodded knowingly, "Okay, I understand, I'll go find my aunt."
Actually, Song Lili knew a little bit about knitting. In her previous life, when she was in college, everyone was into knitting scarves.
Those with partners knit for their partners, and those without partners knit for themselves. Back then, Song Lili had a foundation in knitting, so she was the one who learned first.
Once you've learned it, then you can teach the other people in the dorm, because they won't understand it after watching it once.
Therefore, at that time, she learned several patterns, but she had never knitted a sweater before and was unsure of her skills.
That's why I asked about bayberries.
"Do you have any for me?" Zhang Qinghua suddenly asked Song Lili, leaning closer.
"What do you mean, 'your'?" Song Lili didn't react for a moment and asked blankly.
"Do you have any sweaters for me?" Zhang Qinghua asked again.
"You want one too?" Song Lili looked at Zhang Qinghua in surprise, seemingly not expecting that Zhang Qinghua also wanted a sweater.
However, it soon became clear that Zhang Qinghua only had one daughter, Zhang Aiai, and probably wouldn't do such things.
His mother passed away early, and there was probably no one to take care of these things. Thinking about this, Song Lili felt sorry for Zhang Qinghua and couldn't help but soften her heart.
"You're good, but I'm still learning, so I'm sure I won't be fast. You'll have to wait patiently."
Although she was confident in herself, there were too many people who needed it, and she didn't know when she would be able to knit it for Zhang Qinghua.
Therefore, it's best to take precautions in advance to avoid Zhang Qinghua later accusing her of breaking her promise and not giving him the sweater.
"Okay, I'll wait, just remember to knit me a sweater." Zhang Qinghua looked at Song Lili with a big smile.
I thought I wouldn't get it, so I asked out of resentment, but I didn't expect to get such an unexpected answer.
He never intended for Song Lili to knit him a sweater; he just wanted her to show him some concern. He never expected such a pleasant surprise.
As long as she has him in her heart, she can wait as long as it takes; he has plenty of patience and time to wait.
"Okay, it's settled then. I'll bring the sweater to you after I finish knitting it," Song Lili said with a smile, her eyes full of joy, like a sunflower blooming towards the sun, bringing brightness.
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