Qian Xunji smiled and avoided it, and the family of three continued to move forward.
After walking for most of the street, Bibi Dong stopped in front of a store.
The shop is not big, and the display window is filled with all kinds of wool, fabrics and sewing supplies.
"We're here." Bibi Dong said, pushing the door open and going in.
Qian Xunji followed behind with Qian Renxue in his arms.
The counter in the store is neatly lined with yarn balls of various colors - red, yellow, blue... colorful.
The proprietress was a kind middle-aged woman. When she saw someone coming in, she quickly came forward and asked, "What do you want to buy?"
"I want to buy some wool for knitting scarves."
"Knit a scarf."
"Then you need to buy something softer, which is more comfortable against your neck."
She pointed to a row of wool on the counter, "These are cashmere. They are soft and warm. They are perfect for knitting scarves."
Bibi Dong walked over, stretched out his hand and touched it. It was indeed soft.
"These colors are beautiful."
She pointed to several balls of yarn - light gold, moon white, light purple.
The landlady smiled and wrapped it up for her.
Qian Xunji looked on and suddenly asked, "Are these enough?"
"That should be enough, right? Mom said a scarf takes about three or four skeins of thread."
"Then buy more, what if the knitting gets damaged?"
Bibi Dong glared at him, "You just expect me to break the knitting?"
Qian Xunji waved his hand quickly, "No, no, I mean... it's the first time you learn, so you will inevitably make mistakes. Buy more to prepare, so you don't have enough."
Bibi Dong thought about it and thought it made sense.
"Then... get six more regiments?"
The lady boss smiled from ear to ear and ordered six more dough balls for her.
Qian Renxue watched this scene in his father's arms, thinking silently: It was my mother's first time knitting a scarf, so she probably wasted a lot of thread.
But it doesn't matter.
No matter how much you waste, your father will pamper you.
After buying wool, I picked a few soft towels from the market, and bought some fresh vegetables. The family of three walked towards the two-story building.
Qian Renxue was nestled in his father's arms, and his belly began to growl.
She is hungry.
But there were people coming and going on the street, and it was obviously not a place for breastfeeding, so she could only endure it.
Qian Xunji glanced down at her and saw that her little mouth was slightly depressed, so he knew what was going on.
"We're almost there, please be patient."
Qian Renxue blinked in response.
Fortunately, the journey was not far, and after turning two streets, the familiar small building appeared in front of us.
Qian Xunji pushed open the ajar door and the three of them walked in.
In the shop, Bi Dashan was burying his head and fiddling with the abacus in front of a ledger.
"Twenty-one, twenty-two..."
He muttered something, his brows furrowed, and he didn't notice anyone coming in at all.
Bibi Dong made a silent gesture to Qian Xunji, then hugged Qian Renxue and walked softly to his father.
She cleared her throat and said in a slightly rougher voice, "Boss, where is the washboard?"
Bi Dashan Without raising his head, he pointed to the right.
"On the shelf by the door on the right."
"Then help me get it."
Bi Dashan frowned impatiently, and the abacus in his hand clicked.
"I don't have time, myself--"
He raised his head and his words stopped abruptly.
The person standing in front of him was clearly his daughter, and she was holding the little soft granddaughter in her arms.
A smile instantly broke out on Bi Dashan's face, and his face changed faster than turning the pages of a book.
"Ouch! It's my granddaughter!"
He stood up and almost threw the abacus in his hand, "Come on, come on, let grandpa hug you!"
Bibi Dong smiled and handed Qian Renxue over.
Bi Dashan carefully picked up his granddaughter.
"Xiao Xue, grandpa's Xiao Xue,"
He leaned closer to the little face and asked, "Do you miss grandpa?"
Qian Renxue looked at this slightly weathered face.
Grandpa.
It turns out that this is what it feels like to be held by grandpa.
She stretched out her little hand and gently touched Bi Dashan's face. It was a little rough and prickly.
"Ouch, I'm touching grandpa, Xiao Xue is touching grandpa!"
"This child is so well-behaved and loving!"
Bibi Dong looked on, her red lips raised in a smile.
"Dad, what's wrong with you? You touch your face and you get so excited."
"What do you know?"
"My granddaughter touches me, does that make the same difference?"
Qian Renxue Looking at my grandfather's appearance, the corners of his mouth curved slightly.
Grandpa is so cute.
At this time, the curtain leading to the living room was opened.
Liu Xiulan walked in carrying a dustpan, followed by a person.
"Dong'er is here?" Liu Xiulan greeted with a smile.
The person behind her stuck his head out, it was Ling Yuan.
"Sister Dong'er!" Ling Yuan's eyes lit up and she walked over quickly, "Oh, the baby is here too!"
She came close to Bi Dashan and looked down at the little swaddle, her eyes full of love.
"Xiao Xue, I am Aunt Ling Yuan, do you remember me?"
Qian Renxue Looking at this familiar face, my heart skipped a beat.
The elders of Ling Yuan, Spirit Hall, and close confidants around my mother.
They didn't know each other very well in their previous lives, but they knew that he was a loyal person.
Now, she was squatting in front of her and looking at herself.
"She is so beautiful. Her eyes are exactly the same as those of sister Dong'er."
Bibi Dong smiled and nodded.
Ling Yuan took out a Winter Jujube from the plate next to it and shook it in front of Qian Renxue.
"Xiao Xue, look what this is? Winter Jujube, it's so sweet."
Qian Renxue's eyes were attracted by the green and red fruit.
Winter Jujube...
Haven't eaten for a long time.
She subconsciously opened her mouth and waited for Ling Yuan to hand over the dates.
Ling Yuan smiled and put the date to her mouth.
Qian Renxue Open your mouth and bite--
Then she froze.
Where are the teeth?
She forgot that she was a baby now and didn't have any teeth.
The Winter Jujube rolled around her mouth, but she didn't bite it.
Ling Yuan was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud, "Oh, I forgot, the baby has no teeth!"
Bibi Dong said, "She was only a few days old, where did she get her teeth?"
Qian Renxue's face feels hot.
It's so embarrassing.
Embarrassed again.
Qian Xunji handed the food in his hand to Liu Xiulan, "Mom, I bought some food."
Liu Xiulan took it and said angrily, "Come here, what kind of food should you bring? I have it at home."
"That's right. You can't eat with nothing."
Liu Xiulan shook his head with a smile and put the dish aside.
Bibi Dong took out the bag of wool and said, "Mom, I bought some wool and you can teach me how to knit a scarf tonight."
Liu Xiulan took it, looked at it, and nodded with satisfaction, "Okay, I'll teach you after dinner tonight."
"Ling Yuan also wants to learn. It just so happens that you two are company."
Ling Yuan nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, I want to learn too."
Bibi Dong looked at her with meaningful eyes, "Who are you knitting for?"
Ling Yuan's face turned red, "Just... just keep it for yourself."
"Oh - use it yourself."
The few people were chatting so animatedly that they completely forgot about something important.
Qian Renxue was nestled in grandpa's arms, and her belly growled again.
She waited for a while.
Waited for a while.
Still no one remembers her.
She looked at her mother - her mother was joking with Ling Yuan.
She looked at her father - he was chatting with her grandfather.
She looked at her grandma - grandma had already carried the vegetables into the kitchen.
Qian Renxue opened his small mouth and let out a soft and waxy protest:
"Hungry... hungry..."
The voice was thin and light, but the shop instantly became quiet.