Sang Feiyu, who was reading and feeling sleepy, was about to go into her space to rest when she saw Zhao Hui walk out with drowsy eyes.
"I never thought I could actually fall asleep while pretending to sleep."
"That means you're really sleepy."
With her grandmother chatting with her, Sang Feiyu didn't feel sleepy at all.
"Xiaoyu, the New Year is coming soon, shouldn't we start preparing for it?"
"Your grandfather and I brought two large boxes with us, so it will be easier to take things out of the space in the future."
Sang Feiyu gave her a thumbs up, "You're really smart!"
Zhao Hui opened the box, which was stuffed full of things. "These things were stored in my spatial storage, but we only took them out when we were almost at the station. Otherwise, Zhiyuan would definitely have thought there was something wrong with them if he carried them."
“I bought red paper in advance, so your grandfather can write Spring Festival couplets when it’s almost Chinese New Year.”
"These are all specialty pastries from Shanghai. I need to get them into the space quickly before they spoil."
"This is a gift I bought for Zhiyuan, a Hero brand fountain pen. I bought it when I was buying gifts for your in-laws."
Sang Feiyu thought to herself that she had never seen Ning Zhiyuan write, so how could he usually use a fountain pen?
"This is your gift. I had a tailor in Shanghai make clothes for you."
"Isn't this little embroidery quite understated?"
Sang Feiyu held the undershirt her grandmother had given her, staring intently at the embroidered pattern. "This is what my clothes should be like."
None of the clothes she's wearing now are to her liking.
"This is comfortable to wear as an undershirt. The embroidered pattern is understated and not flashy, so you don't have to worry if someone accidentally sees it."
"To be honest, your husband and I always wear our best clothes in public. We're both getting on in years, if we don't dress well now, when will we ever have the chance to wear these nice things again?"
Sang Feiyu pointed to her shoes, "These were made by an old craftsman in Guangzhou. Don't be fooled by how dirty they look; they're actually very comfortable to wear."
Zhao Hui replied, "Is there a pattern in this dirty place?"
"Yes, a little bit, but it's a rather low-key approach."
Zhao Hui nodded, "Your skin is quite delicate, so wear nice clothes if you can."
The two were having a great time chatting when Sang Youde woke up.
"Old woman, why didn't you wake me up?"
“You don’t have to go to war, so you can sleep as long as you want,” Zhao Hui replied.
Sang Youde: ...
"Grandpa, Grandma, would you like to go out for a walk?" Sang Feiyu changed the subject.
Sang Youde was the first to agree, "Sure, I slept too long today and my bones are aching. It's a good opportunity to go out and loosen them up."
Zhao Hui agreed, and the three of them went out together.
"The political commissar's house is across the street."
As soon as Sang Feiyu finished speaking, Wu Xiufen brought out a basin of water. "Grandpa, Grandma, this is Sister Wu, whom I mentioned to you before."
Zhao Hui and Sang Youde waved to Wu Xiufen, who quickly greeted them, "Hello, Grandpa and Grandma!"
"Hey, hello."
"Would you like to come in and have a cup of tea?" Wu Xiufen asked warmly.
Zhao Hui quickly waved her hand, refusing, "No need, it's our first day here, let's wander around."
Wu Xiufen smiled and said, "Okay, come visit me at my house sometime when you have time."
"well."
Not far away, two people were looking this way—
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