Chapter 277 The King Cried
First, she wanted to take the scraps of cloth to make shoes for Grandma Wang, because she knew that making shoes would consume a lot of cloth. It just so happened that she had some leftover cloth from making bags last time, so she would give them all to them later.
"You can keep the scraps of cloth. I have cloth for making shoes at home. You don't need to bring them." said the grandmother-in-law of the Wang family.
"No, that won't work. I don't know how to make shoes, and there's no point in keeping them. Besides, I want my mother-in-law to make a pair for my husband as well."
"Kid, you always think about us. Okay, bring one of your man's shoes over so I can measure the size. Forget it, I'll let Goudan get it so you don't have to make another trip."
"Actually, if Aunt Xiuying is too busy to make popsicles, Grandpa Wang can also do it."
"Really? An old man can do it, too?" Granny Wang dropped the work in her hands and stood in front of Yi Ke in an instant. She moved so fast that you couldn't tell she was a woman in her sixties.
Yike then took a closer look at Grandma Wang. The skin on her hands was gray and thick, her face was wrinkled like tree rings, her cheekbones were exposed, her cheeks were hollow, and her eye sockets were as deep as a skull.
"Yes, Grandpa Wang, as long as his hands are strong, he can do it." Yike withdrew his gaze.
"He has strength. His hands are strong. He is the one who breaks the bamboo strips at home. He just can't stand up with his legs." Grandma Wang spoke quickly and hurriedly, as if there would be nothing she could do if she was a little slower.
"That's no problem. Ziyi said that he would make a movable wheelchair for Grandpa Wang, which would be more convenient." Yike dropped another big bomb without saying a word.
"A movable wheelchair, great, great, Yike, you and your wife are the great benefactors of our family! Woo woo..." Yike used a powerful blow to make Wang's mother-in-law cry.
"Old man, did you hear that? From now on you can move around in the room, you can also work, and you don't have to eat for free anymore." Grandma Wang went to the room sobbing to tell the old man the good news.
"Old woman, please thank Yike for me. Ask her when it will be done and ask Tietou to help. Tell Tietou what materials are needed and ask him to get them." The old man of the Wang family was probably very excited and his voice was trembling.
"Ziyi's wife, thank you, and thank you Ziyi too. I can't speak, but I have a lot of brute force. If you need any work at home, I'll help you." Wang Tietou came back from outside and heard that Ziyi was going to make a wheelchair for his father. He was excited and thanked him.
Wang Tietou thought that his father usually had to leave the room, so he had to carry him out. If there really was a movable wheelchair, and he removed the thresholds in the room, his father would be able to move around on his own. The excited Wang Tietou wanted to go and help Yike's family with work immediately to relieve the gratitude in his heart.
"Uncle, there is not much work to do at home. When you get home from work this afternoon, you and Ziyi can go chop wood. We don't have the wood needed to make a wheelchair." Yike said to the honest man.
"Okay, I'll go when I get home from work." Wang Tietou nodded vigorously.
"Son, Yi Ke also said that he would teach your wife how to make popsicles, and said that your father can do it." Grandma Wang told her son the money-making news
"Ziyi's wife, you taught my family how to do it, but what about you? We can't take away our benefactor's way of making money." Wang Tietou said honestly.
"I don't plan to do it anymore. I won't do it after my aunt learns it."
"How can this be possible? We can't take away your way of making money."
"Uncle, it's not like that. I don't have time to do it. If I don't do it, the kids won't have any money to earn."
"Well, then. Wife, you should help Ziyi's wife with more work in the future. We don't have any other skills, we can only work. Yike, if there is any work to be done in the future, just let us know and we will help you."
"Okay, I won't be polite then."
"Do you have firewood? I'll ask Pan Di to bring Jindan and Yindan to help you collect firewood. Yes, why didn't I think of that? Let's do this, from now on, let him and his three siblings collect firewood for your family."
"No, we still have firewood at home. We'll deal with it when we run out. The golden and silver eggs seem to be quite big now. Can we send them to school? Is your brother Pan going to school?"
"Pandi didn't go to school. We didn't even have enough food to eat during those years. How could we have the money to send her to school? She is old now. I will see if our family has enough money for Jindan and Yindan next year. If we do, I will send them to school."
"Yes, it is better for children to read some books. It will be easier for them to make money after reading books. If they don't read books, they won't know how to count. How can they make money? Right?"
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As soon as I left Zhang Xiuying's house, I felt mixed emotions. Although this family was poor, they were all grateful people.
When I got home, Ziyi was still taking a nap, and Yike also lay down beside him...
"Honey, I'm going to work. Don't sleep too long, or you won't be able to sleep at night."
"Okay, go ahead. I'll talk to Uncle Tietou on your behalf and ask him to come over after work this afternoon to go with you to look for wood."
"You're worried that I'll get tired."
"That's right. If I don't feel sorry for you, who will? Bye, husband. I'll sleep a little longer."
"Be good, go to sleep."
Yi Ke heard the door closing and Zi Yi's footsteps fading away, and she started spitting into the pillow again.
In the cellar, Wu Feifei was truly resting. She was lying on the bed, watching her son and Mr. Su playing the guessing game. She felt so touched. It was really hard for Mr. Su to play such a boring game just to accompany her son.
For safety reasons, the son hid in the cellar every day without seeing the sun, and dared not speak loudly for fear that someone outside would hear him.
Although it can be said that this is a valley where no one usually comes, but Mr. Su said that if ordinary people don't come to such a place, then hunters might come, and hunters have better hearing, so it is better not to speak loudly.
In order to stop his son from crying, Mr. Su thought of various games for his son to play. As she thought about it, she felt her eyes getting hot.
"Brother Chaoqun, look what good stuff I got for you?" Yike came in carrying a small bucket.
"Sister Yike, Sister Yike, you're here." Xu Chaoqun ran over happily and held Yike's hand.
"Look, do you want to eat it?" Yike opened the bucket, revealing the mung bean syrup inside.
"Oh, mung bean soup, I want to eat it, I want to eat it."
"Okay, I'll dress it up for you."
"Grandpa, aunt, I also brought you two books. You can read them when you are bored."
Yike handed the two books to them, then filled a bowl of sugar water for Xu Chaoqun and one for Su Long and Wu Feifei respectively.
"So sweet." Wu Feifei said after taking a sip.
"Haha, girl, did you pour all the sugar in?" Old Su finished drinking it quickly and said with a smile.
"Is it too sweet? I thought that my brother Chaoqun likes sweet food, so I put a little more."
"Well, it's a little sweet, but Chaoqun likes it, right? Chaoqun." Old Su asked Xu Chaoqun with a smile.
Xu Chaoqun opened his big round eyes and nodded cutely.
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