Goudan looked at Zeng Wenjuan, then at Zhao Jianguo, and finally reached out his hand to take the piece of shaqima. He whispered, "Thank you, Dad."
"Good boy." Zhao Jianguo reached out his hand and touched Goudan's little face, pinched it, and said softly, "We are father and son, so there is no need to say thank you. Only strangers and friends should say thank you. Do you understand?"
"I understand." Goudan said and then shrank back, following Zeng Wenjuan. It was obvious that what happened this afternoon had caused him quite a bit of trauma.
In the evening, after buying some vegetables, Zeng Wenjuan made a dish of stir-fried lettuce with meat, a dish of cold-mixed lettuce, a dish of braised pork, and a seaweed egg drop soup. The three dishes and one soup were successfully served on the table.
"It's time to eat. Are you hungry? Have a bowl of soup first." Zeng Wenjuan smiled and served Goudan soup in his iron bowl.
Goudan couldn't lift the iron bowl, so he held the bowl with his left hand and took the clay spoon with his right hand, scooping soup into his mouth one spoonful at a time: "Wow, the food my mom cooked is so delicious!"
"If you like it, eat more. Your father heard you say you wanted to eat meat this afternoon, so he went to buy some meat while you were asleep. But mom was worried about your father's injured leg, and it would be too tiring for him to walk so far, so mom accompanied him. It also wasted some time walking back, so we didn't get home before dark." Zeng Wenjuan saw that Goudan had calmed down, so she explained to him again.
Goudan looked at Zhao Jianguo with sparkling eyes, as if asking him if this was what his mother said.
"Of course, Daddy also bought you some snacks you like. You can eat them tomorrow morning when you get up. You still have to eat well at night." Zhao Jianguo picked up a piece for Goudan. The braised pork was placed on a small plate next to him.
Goudan finally believed that his parents really loved him. He happily picked up the braised pork with his own chopsticks and said with a smile: "Thank you, Dad. You are so nice. Mom, you have worked hard."
"Eat quickly. If you want to eat anything in the future, just tell mom and dad. As long as you want to eat it, dad will find a way to get it for you. If it's not available, we'll give it to you when you need it in the future." Zhao Jianguo said to Goudan as he picked up two more pieces of vegetables with his chopsticks.
Goudan ate happily, happiness is so simple. The family sat together and ate what they like.
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"Zhao Jianguo, where are you going to move this sewing machine? We have put it right for you so you don't have to move it again later. It's convenient to use now." Liang Huai and a few young comrades were moving the sewing machine together. When they arrived in the living room, they shouted to Zhao Jianguo who was sitting in a wheelchair.
"Please help move it to the study! Just put it under the window sill. The study has good lighting, and it won't hurt your eyes when you make clothes." Zhao Jianguo pointed to the location of the study and said to them.
Zeng Wenjuan heard the voice and paused in sewing. She came out of the study with Goudan and saw a brand new sewing machine, a Butterfly brand.
"I bought it so quickly." Zeng Wenjuan said in shock. She touched the sewing machine again. It was very smooth. It looked very new. She didn't dare to move it, for fear of damaging it.
"Sister-in-law, don't worry about what I'm doing. I'll move your study room first. You can touch it every day then." Liang Huai looked at Zeng Wenjuan's shocked expression and said happily.
Zeng Wenjuan then realized that she was blocking their way, and immediately stood aside to watch them carry the sewing machine into the study. Zeng Wenjuan followed them in.
"Sister-in-law, do you think this is okay? Will it be inconvenient when you make clothes?" Liang Huai turned his head and looked at Zeng Wenjuan and asked.
"No, no, just put it like this. Thank you so much. And I'm sorry to bother you to help me move it up. How much is this sewing machine?" Zeng Wenjuan said gratefully that having a sewing machine saved her a lot of trouble in making clothes.
"No need, sister-in-law. Zhao Jianguo has already given me the money. Otherwise, how could I get so much money and tickets to buy a sewing machine?" Liang Huai said with a smile.
Zhao Jianguo looked at Liang Huai, frowned slightly and said, "Since you have delivered the things, please leave quickly. I don't have anything to treat you at home."
"When you were needed, you came to me to do things. You really didn't need me. Now you chase me away. You are really something." Liang Huai pointed directly at Zhao Jianguo's nose and said.
Zeng Wenjuan was embarrassed. She smiled and said, "You must be tired from helping to carry things up here. Sit on the sofa for a while and take a rest. I'll pour you a cup of hot water."
"No, no, I have something to do at home. Thank you, sister-in-law. I'll bring my wife to your house for dinner some other day when I'm free." Liang Huai was just joking with Zhao Jianguo, but when he saw Zeng Wenjuan took it seriously, he immediately explained.
"Okay, okay... When the time comes, your family can come earlier, and I can go to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy some more vegetables." Zeng Wenjuan agreed immediately.
After seeing off Liang Huai and the others, Zeng Wenjuan brought Goudan into the study. She touched the sewing machine, and the smile on her face never disappeared.
"Mom, with this machine, will you not have to work so hard to make clothes? Can it make clothes for us by itself?" Goudan asked curiously with his head tilted.
"Of course not. This machine can only assist us. What's more important is ourselves. Look here, as long as mother steps on this side, the needle will go down and sew the clothes. You see, this is where the fabric is placed." Sun Wenjuan explained every point on the sewing machine to Goudan.
Zhao Jianguo sat in a wheelchair and slid to the door. Seeing the mother and son's unusual excitement, he said, "Wenjuan, why don't you try this machine to see if it works? And sew Goudan's clothes at the same time."
Zeng Wenjuan also had the same idea. After hearing what Zhao Jianguo said, she happily took a piece of cloth, put the threads together, and then sat on a chair. Then she stepped on the sewing machine, sewed clothes, and watched the stitching go very neatly.
"This machine is really good. The stitching is almost the same as my handwork. But it's a lot faster." Zeng Wenjuan praised with a smile. The whole family likes this new style of furniture very much.
Zeng Wenjuan took the unfinished New Year clothes for Goudan and began to sew them on the sewing machine. In less than an hour, Goudan's clothes were finished.
"Mom, these clothes are so beautiful. Can I wear new clothes for the New Year this year?" Goudan asked Zeng Wenjuan while jumping and skipping in his new clothes.
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