Time flies, and it’s the end of the year in a blink of an eye.
Xia Xiaohe and Shen Qingshan did not get a divorce because she kept dragging her feet and was unwilling to do so.
On New Year's Eve, it was freezing cold outside and a stove was lit in the house.
Su Ying is not working now. She takes time out a month to translate three books. She plans in her mind that in the past six months, she has translated more than a dozen books.
The baby is due less than a month after the New Year, and she will have to feed the baby by then, so she won't have to work the shift at the cannery.
Lu Dongsheng keeps a close eye on her and now won't let her leave the compound.
Su Ying sat by the stove in Li Xiumei's house, learning to knit a sweater from her.
This was her first time knitting a sweater. She was not very skilled and sometimes even made mistakes in the stitches. She had always thought that knitting a sweater was an easy job, but now that she had the wool in her hands, she realized how difficult it was.
She wanted to knit a sweater for Lu Dongsheng, and she had been knitting for half a month, but she had only finished a quarter of it.
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By the time the sweater is finished, the weather will probably be warmer.
Forget it. I can’t knit it well anyway, so I’ll just knit it slowly and wear it next year.
Lu Dongsheng was eagerly waiting for this sweater. At night, when Su Ying fell asleep, he would get up and secretly help her knit a few rounds of it, so that Su Ying had the illusion that her skills had regressed.
When Li Xiumei saw the sweater in her hand, she always felt that it was knitted by two people.
"Yingzi, why does your sweater look wrong? How come you knit it with the same stitches but it looks half-cut?"
Su Ying picked it up and took a closer look, and it was true.
Strange, it looks like it was woven by two people.
Su Ying didn't think much about it: "Maybe I haven't found the feeling of knitting sweaters yet."
Su Ying didn't think much about it until she opened her eyes in a daze at night and saw Lu Dongsheng sitting beside her, secretly knitting a sweater.
Su Ying smiled in her sleep, thinking that there were still a few days before the New Year, so she should put aside the book she was translating for the time being and knit a sweater for him first.
On New Year's Eve, Su Ying finally finished knitting this black sweater.
When she was knitting the sleeves, she deliberately demonstrated it on Lu Dongsheng. The color of the sweater looked nice on him, but the stitching was not very good. However, Lu Dongsheng liked it very much.
I got up early in the morning and went to post the couplets.
Su Ying was also busy around the stove. She fried peanuts, crispy pork, braised pork, and pork belly, as well as some crispy biscuits.
The shortbread is made for the children in the yard. This year's New Year is more lively than ever before.
Li Xiumei came to call Su Ying early in the morning, and they made dumplings together in the evening. It was more lively with more people.
She was a person who liked to be lively and had the best relationship with Su Ying in the compound. She thought that these grown men were rolling in the mud all year round and only had two or three days of rest throughout the year.
Let them rest when they can.
Lu Dongsheng bought a red and white plaid coat for Su Ying. Su Ying didn't think it looked good in it, but Lu Dongsheng liked it after all.
The whole compound was bustling with activity, but a little cold. There were icicles floating in the morning, and heavy snow fell in the afternoon.
As night falls, every house has window grilles pasted on their windows, and the surroundings are covered with frozen window grilles.
In Li Xiumei's home, two families were sitting around a large table, lively and cheerful.
There was also the fragrant smell of roasted sweet potatoes and roasted potatoes in the house, and rice wine was cooking in the stove, with a strong smell of fireworks.
Li Xiumei said: "Sister Yingzi, thank you for taking care of me this year, and thank you for helping me take care of my two children."
"Mrs. Li, what are you talking about?"
Li Xiumei treats her as her sister and feels that knowing Su Ying is a great blessing.
Su Ying said, "Come on, come on, you two grown men, have a few drinks and wish us a happy new year. May we be healthy, prosperous, and successful in the new year."
Sister Li was also happy when she heard this. She held the brown sugar water and said, "Yes, yes, sister, you are right. After all, you are a cultured person, and you speak in a nice way. Look at me, I can't even say nice words."
Chen Qi also said: "Come on, Lao Lu, let's have a few drinks."
Only then did Lu Dongsheng pick up the wine glass.
Su Ying put some braised pork in the bowls of Chen Haiyang and Chen Xiaomeng, and asked with a smile: "Haiyang, Mengmeng, can you tell me, is the baby in your belly a boy or a girl?"
Xiao Meng smiled and said, "It's my younger brother."
Chen Haiyang also nodded affirmatively: "It's my younger brother."
Li Xiumei said with a smile: "Yes, yes, auntie is pregnant with a little brother.
Yingzi, let me tell you, children are very good at speaking. If they say it is a son, then you are definitely pregnant with a son."
Su Ying touched her belly with a smile. She actually hoped it was a daughter, just like her mother raised her when she was a child.
But my son is not bad either.
Lu Dongsheng also smiled. The night was getting darker and darker. After finishing the New Year’s Eve dinner, the couple came back.
Lu Dongsheng was in a particularly good mood today. He took off his sweater, folded it carefully and put it neatly in the closet. Su Ying looked at him in confusion.
"Why did you put it in the cupboard?"
"I'll wear it next year. You knitted this for me yourself."
Su Ying smiled and said, "Didn't you secretly knit it at night? If you hadn't interfered, this sweater wouldn't be so ugly."
Lu Dongsheng didn't like to hear this.
"Who said the sweater you knitted is ugly? It's not ugly at all. It's very warm to wear."
"If it's warm, then keep wearing it. If you keep it in the closet, it will get infested with bugs."
Lu Dongsheng didn't listen. He got into bed, pulled Su Ying's cold hand against his chest, and covered her bulging belly with one big hand.
As she got older, she couldn't sleep on her back anymore and had to lie on her side at night.
As time went on, she tossed and turned more and more and couldn't fall asleep at night. Lu Dongsheng was very alert and could hear her sigh in her dreams.
Su Ying said, "I have saved 5,000 yuan this year. If we translate some more books next year, we will have some savings."
In the dark room, Lu Dongsheng sat up in shock when he heard the command.
"What? Five, five thousand?"
Five thousand?
This is an astronomical figure. She only earns 65 yuan a month, which means she can only earn 780 yuan in a year without eating or drinking.
But my wife has only been here for a short time and she has saved 5,000 yuan.
Lu Dongsheng was still excited: "Five, five thousand?"
He stood up too quickly and his movements were so big that the quilt was lifted up and a gust of cold wind came in from under the quilt. Su Ying couldn't help but shiver and raised her hand to slap him on the arm.
"Shh, keep your voice down, you're going to freeze your son's butt."
No matter how Lu Dongsheng thought about it, it was unbelievable. How should he spend so much money?
He counted on his fingers, his mind full of money of all sizes.
Back in bed again, Lu Dongsheng hugged Su Ying even tighter.
"Wife, you are amazing. Who would believe this if I told anyone else? It's so much money."
"A lot? Not much."
Lu Dongsheng just felt that he had heard it wrong. Isn’t this too much?
"Your money is hard-earned, so keep it."
He was a man who wanted to give her a stable life, but she surprised him again and again and earned more than him.
Suddenly I felt sorry for her.
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