Now, Grandma Shi has fallen and injured herself again, and it’s uncertain if she can get through this ordeal...
"Good people are rewarded with good." Xu Nianhua’s crisp voice rang out, truly believing in the principle: good deeds beget good outcomes, and good people are rewarded. Sometimes the wicked haven’t been punished yet, simply because their time hasn’t come.
"That’s right," Xu Nian’an chimed in, handing over the sweater Xu Nianhua had knitted, "This is a sweater knitted by my little sister herself; it’s really pretty and you can’t find one like it outside. You’ve always been helping us out in the past. Although a sweater might not be worth much money, it is our way of showing our appreciation."
Xu Nian’an handed over the sweater, and because of Pei Yicheng’s injury and his appearance as someone obviously from a wealthy family—like some noble young master from ancient times—Xu Nian’an didn’t think too much of it, feeling that the gift was both meaningful and practical.
Xu Nianhua, who had lived most of her previous life and mentally considered herself an old lady, saw Pei Yicheng as a pitiful younger person and didn’t overthink it either.
"For me?" Pei Yicheng sounded pleasantly surprised. Some days earlier, upon seeing Xu Nian’an wearing a sweater, he truly felt envious and thought how happy it would be to wear a sweater knitted by Xu Nianhua himself.
The dream suddenly became reality, and touching the soft yet thick sweater, Pei Yicheng had a feeling as if he were dreaming.
"Of course, it’s for you," Xu Nian’an said, "The past papers you bought for us, we’ve done them all, and they really taught us a lot, and we’ve improved a great deal."
Pei Yicheng recalled that every time he gave something to the Xu family, they returned gifts of nearly equal value. His initial joy suddenly transformed into a faint sense of loss. Precisely because he was an outsider, it was on these terms that they kept accounts so precisely.
"Big bro Cheng, let us have a look—," before he could finish the word ’sister-in-law’, Cheng Hao also belatedly realized and said, "Let me see Nianhua’s handiwork too, this sweater is really nice. How come there’s white yarn woven into it as well?"
"I used white yarn to knit in diamond-shaped patterns. Although white gets dirty easily, I didn’t use much of it, so it won’t get dirty," Xu Nianhua explained with a smile.
Pei Yicheng spread out the sweater; the dark cyan color of the sweater contrasted sharply with the white diamond patterns, and the turtleneck looked so warm just by sight.
"It’s beautiful, even better than the sweaters sold outside!" Cheng Hao exclaimed with envy, "I really want one just like it."
Pei Yicheng’s gaze, which felt almost tangible, instantly swept towards Cheng Hao.
Cheng Hao touched his nose and thought: Big bro Cheng is too stingy.
Clearing his throat, he said, "I’ll go check out the sweaters in the city someday; there’s not a shortage of them."
Xu Nianhua was about to say that she didn’t have much time and knitting another sweater would take a long time.
The deep voice of Pei Yicheng sounded, "Haozi, when have you ever worn a sweater? Didn’t you always disdain them for not looking good?"
It was the ones sold that he found unattractive, but the ones knitted by ’sister-in-law’ looked good!
Grumbling inwardly, yet not daring to directly ask Xu Nianhua to knit him a sweater, he could only say, "Big bro Cheng, I was just talking casually."
"I really like the sweater, thank you," said Pei Yicheng, holding the warm sweater in his hands, and within, he felt even warmer.
"As long as you don’t disdain it, that’s good." Xu Nianhua actually wanted to suggest that he try it on, but then thought better of it—considering the weather was still very cold, and it wouldn’t be good if he caught a cold.