Chapter Thirty-Nine: The Boy Who Can Knit a Sweater
Xin Wenfang was stunned when she received the New Year's gift bought by her son, and the tears in her eyes flashed and were about to fall.
It turned out that Xin Andong went to the department store without saying a word and bought the expensive woolen coat, 109 yuan, and he had to sell tea eggs for three weeks to earn it, but Xin Andong didn't say anything and spent a huge amount of money to buy clothes for his mother. Xin Wenfang, who has never only picked up other people's old clothes to wear, was moved by her youngest son's heart-warming actions.
But the one who should be scolded still has to be scolded, "You kid, the money is left in your hands and burns in a panic, what do you think about your head melon seeds when you buy such an impractical thing for 109 yuan?!" Xin Wenfang's mouth couldn't suppress the upward arc, and he still didn't let go of reprimanding his son, and there was no one who looked duplicitous.
Xin Andong naturally has a teachable and sensible attitude, and he can't fight back and scold back, "Yes, yes, I'll pay attention next time, but since I bought it this time, Mom, you can take it, it's really good-looking." ”
"Really good-looking?" Xin Wenfang felt beautiful in her heart, she couldn't help but ask, and after asking, she realized that she shouldn't be, and immediately forced her face again, pretending to think about it for a while, before she showed an embarrassed expression that she had to accept, and smiled dissatisfiedly, "Forget it, this time my mother will be cheeky to take your New Year's gift, and I won't allow it next time!"
After the fake training, Xin's mother blushed and secretly poked and poked excitedly and pulled her husband to the room to try on new clothes, Xin Anqiu covered her mouth and smiled, and secretly said to Xin Andong, "Look at Mom, you obviously like it and deliberately pretend to be bad, if you really listen to her words and take it back and retreat, I'm sure my mother will have to sulk with herself for a while." ”
Xin Andong smiled, her mother was naturally reluctant to spend money, they wanted to spend more money on practical things, consumables such as clothes were flashy in Xin Wenfang's opinion, she still lived in an old cotton jacket, but she was overjoyed when she really received the clothes, because what woman doesn't like to dress up, she doesn't love just no conditions.
"Third sister, I don't have much money this time, I only bought two big brushed scarves for you and second sister, do you like it?" Xin Andong said guiltily, and took out two scarves, one yellow and one red, from the bag on the side.
Xin Anqiu covered her mouth in surprise when she saw it, and after taking the scarf, she couldn't help but wrap it around her neck with joy, and kept exclaiming, "Oh my God, it's so good-looking, little brother, you have such a good eye!"
After the excitement, Xin Anqiu reluctantly took off the scarf and kept waving his hand, "No, little brother, I can't accept your scarf, my sister wants to buy it herself, how can I spend your money!"
"Third sister, do you think the second sister looks good around this yellow scarf?" Xin Andong pretended not to hear the third sister's words and asked her. Although the second sister Xin Anxia still doesn't like to talk and is still immersed in her own world, she is not very repulsive to her family, Xin Andong gave her a scarf, she obediently let him wrap it, and after wearing it, she raised her head and smiled.
Although Xin Anxia also inherited Xin's mother's big face plate, she has white skin, smiling lips, and has been well raised recently, with shiny black hair, and she looks particularly good when she smiles around a big yellow brushed scarf.
Xin Anqiu's eyes lit up, and she nodded and praised, "This yellow shirt second sister, the second sister looks better than those girls in the city." She herself is a little worse, her skin is not as good as her second sister, Xin An touched her face, a little envious.
Xin Andong naturally saw the third sister's thoughts, but in fact, because she could eat meat every three or five days, the third sister's figure was much plumper than before, and she was a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl, and she looked like a fresh flower.
He smiled, "The third sister also looks good in a red scarf, the red is brighter, and I feel that the third sister's mental state is much better." ”
"Really?" Xin Anqiu curled the corners of his mouth in surprise.
Xin Andong affirmed, "Of course, I don't believe you ask Mom." At this time, Xin Wenfang, who had already tried on new clothes, walked out with a smile on her face, just in time to see two girls wearing beautiful scarves.
She looked at her son and was stunned for a moment, and asked, "You also bought the scarf around your sister's neck?"
Xin Andong smiled casually, "Mom, it's not worth a few dollars." ”
This little son, the whole family is really not as intimate as him, the son bought it for the two sisters, she can't help it, she only glared at him secretly, and said, "You, it's better to have money in your pocket than anything else, I will buy what your sister wants, just worry about you salty and eat radish!" means that you are not allowed to buy it again next time.
"Hee-hee. "Xin An pretends to be stupid in winter. It was his intention to buy it for his two sisters, forget it if he has no money, of course he is willing to buy things for his family if he has money, and he was still thinking about whether he could get the two scarves just now, but he didn't expect to be complained by his mother again and spent money indiscriminately.
When Xin Anqiu heard her mother say this, she felt at ease with the scarf given by her younger brother, and then circled around Xin Wenfang with the scarf, and asked expectantly with bright eyes, "Mom, how do you see me around?"
"Good-looking, your little brother's vision is good, red matches you," there is no money at home, the girl has not worn bright clothes for many years, the intimacy of the youngest son made Xin Wenfang's eyes red, and turned her head to look at An Xia with a yellow scarf, and admired again, "Oh, there is also Erya, she has good skin, yellow and white, and the girl I gave birth to is a top sign." ”
Father Xin, who obviously contracted the genetic improvement of the family, looked at his daughter-in-law silly, and had no sense of being robbed of his credit.
Although Xin Andong and his eldest sister Xin Anchun didn't spend much time together, they bought a big blue brushed scarf without discrimination, and gave Xin's father a pair of leather gloves, and the gift of grandparents Xin Wenfang was quite curious about what his son bought, you must know that the old couple loved him the most, Xin Wenfang felt that it was impossible for the younger son to forget the two old ones.
Sure enough, Xin Andong had already prepared, but when he took out a few woolen thread balls, Xin Wenfang was short for a moment, "What are you buying yarn balls for, do you still want to knit sweaters for your grandmother?"
Xin Andong didn't know what Xin's mother thought and thought she was going to let her help knit, he took out a few gray cashmere wool balls and smiled, and said, "The sweater is relatively warm closely, and I don't think the ready-made sweater in the mall is not warm enough, so I plan to hand-knit it for my grandmother. ”
Xin Wenfang glared at him with an angry smile, and snatched the yarn, "Come on, you were raised by me, I didn't know you could knit sweaters, this yarn is quite expensive, but you are not allowed to waste it, I stayed up for two nights a year ago, this sweater should be successful." "No matter how hard you work, you have to get the gift that my son gave to the old man and the old lady.
The original body will not but he will, Xin Andong originally planned to knit by himself, how could he trouble his mother, so he scratched his head and smiled, "Mom, I'm really not bragging, I went to the bookstore to find a way to teach how to knit sweaters, looking at the above techniques is actually not difficult, you must have been busy years ago, how can I be ignorant and ask you to help knit, besides, I want to give gifts to be sincere, I want to knit for my grandmother personally, so that they can feel my heart as a grandson." ”
Although his son said it seriously, Xin Wenfang still didn't believe it, and teased, "The books are all false, you don't know if your fingers will bend, how can you knit a sweater." ”
"Otherwise, Mom, I'll weave a section for you to check first, if you don't qualify, you will dismantle and reweave it, and you won't be able to delay for long, will this be okay?" Xin Andong had no choice but to propose.
"You kid, become like this, become, mom will let you weave!"
Xin Wenfang felt that her son would suffer from the guilt of death, there were a few male babies in these ten miles and eight villages who could knit sweaters, even if her son was smart and well-read, Xin Wenfang couldn't say with a clear conscience that Dongzi would definitely knit sweaters, so although she responded with her mouth, she actually didn't care in her heart, so she waited to clean up the mess for her son.
However, who knew that after a few days, the youngest son took out the semi-finished product to show her, Xin Wenfang almost lost her eyeballs, she touched the youngest son to knit a sweater with a small three rows, the stitches were tight, smooth to the touch, and the tightness was just right, the key is that this stitch method is not a commonly used flat needle, and the pattern is something Xin Wenfang has never seen.
She looked at her youngest son, she really underestimated him, and said with a smile, "Yes, it's better than your mother's weaving, and when your mother is free, you have to be a teacher to teach your mother." ”
"I'm embarrassed to praise Mom, okay, when Mom is free, I'll teach you," he lived alone in his previous life, the sweater he bought in the mall was easy to prick his neck and allergies, the collar was high and itchy, low and cold, and finally Xin Andong had to find a book on knitting sweaters to study by himself, his hands were flexible, and he had ingenuity in his mind, and he really learned a lot of knitting techniques, and he drew inferences from one another and made the simplest kind of flower needle, knitting sweaters quickly and beautifully, Xin Andong smiled, and asked, "Mom, is it up to standard?"
"Targeted! Exceeded!"
Xin Anqiu, who knew that her little brother was really good at knitting sweaters, was shocked, but she didn't expect her brother to not only read better than her, but also look better than her, and now he knitted sweaters better than her crooked stitches, she couldn't help but sigh, and let them not let these girls live.
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There are less than ten days left before the Chinese New Year, and now every household is buying New Year's goods, Xin Andong is busy knitting sweaters for the two old men and has no time to accompany Tong Zhenghaolang. Tong Zhenghao, who had been rejected several times and had to play with other friends, felt that he was not exhausted without Dongzi, so he left his friends and ran to the Xinjia Lobster Restaurant.
Xin Wenfang happily asked if he wanted to eat lobster when he saw him, Tong Zhenghao politely thanked him and asked where Dongzi was, Xin's mother naturally wouldn't hide it from him and asked him to go to the backyard to find her youngest son.
Tong Zhenghao asked the person, and immediately grinned and ran happily to the backyard, just in time to bump into the good brother sitting on a pony, basking in the sun while knitting a sweater with flexible fingers.
His white and tender fingers were like a ballet dancer with extraordinary dancing skills, shuttling back and forth in the gray yarn, Tong Zhenghao was stunned and shouted, "Dongzi, tell me if you are a woman disguised as a man?!" Otherwise, why would you still knit sweaters?
Shouldn't boys be as clumsy as he is? Tong Zhenghao fell into self-doubt.
Xin Andong was startled by his sudden ear-bursting voice, and then instantly turned his head with black lines, gritting his teeth, "Tong Zhenghao, you're tired of living, aren't you?"
Dare to say he's a girl!