She used to be accustomed to this kind of life.
But this year, she stared eagerly outside the window, feeling an emptiness inside her.
"Sis, I’ve brought you the needles and thread you asked for."
An Nannan, holding yarn and knitting needles, hopped over happily.
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"Good."
An Nuannuan took them and examined the ball of yarn.
"Sis, what are you going to do with this?"
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"I’m thinking of knitting something."
An Nuannuan said with a smile.
"Like the sweaters grandma knits for us?"
An Nannan touched the knitted sweater she was wearing; grandma’s craftsmanship was excellent.
In her youth, Grandma was renowned for her needlework, exceptional among the young ladies of her time; occasionally, well-known tailors would seek her advice.
Most of the sweaters and gloves that Nuannuan and Nannan wore from childhood were hand-knit by Grandma.
An Nuannuan nodded, as the weather grew colder, Grandma knit them many clothes, including sweaters, gloves, scarves, and cotton socks.
Receiving something knitted by Grandma always made one happy.
She remembered what her mom once told her, a girl who can cook well and do needlework scores extra points with the boys.
Although buying clothes is convenient nowadays, receiving hand-made clothes from a girl would surely make a boy even happier.
In terms of cooking, An Nuannuan felt she definitely wouldn’t be able to match Xu Musen’s skills.
But when it came to knitting clothes, she couldn’t afford to lose!
An Nuannuan silently motivated herself and busied herself for a good half of the day.
An Nannan, having nothing to do, lay down beside her sister and fell asleep.
An Nuannuan would occasionally use the scarf to measure against her sister’s neck as she continued to knit.
Until late afternoon, when An Nannan woke up and saw her sister still sitting on the bed knitting, she rubbed her eyes, "Sis, you’re still knitting?"
"Yeah, I’ve finished now… Nannan, you help me try it on."
An Nuannuan’s voice sounded a bit nervous, as it was her first attempt at knitting.
"Yeah, yeah!"
An Nannan was also happy, her sister’s first hand-knit was bound to be cute!
Then, An Nuannuan took out the scarf she had knitted and handed it to Nannan.
But, this scarf seemed a bit... overly narrow, like a ribbon...
"Wow, what a pretty rope!"
An Nannan took it happily, waving it around, "Sis, what are you planning to tie with it?"
An Nuannuan pressed her lips together, and after a while, she said, "It’s a scarf…"
An Nannan’s waving hand stopped; she looked carefully at the long strip in her hand... a scarf.
"Oh~ such a pretty scarf, sis, you’re so talented!"
An Nannan had always been great at giving compliments; she wrapped the scarf around her neck in a loop.
But it was really too thin, An Nannan felt like she looked like a person about to hang themselves in a TV drama.
The two of them looked at each other.
This was... really hard to keep praising.
An Nuannuan pursed her lips, while An Nannan comforted, "Sis, your first scarf is already very good, look, I can’t even thread a needle properly."
"What’s all this noise about?"
At this moment, Grandma pushed the door open and entered.
Seeing the thing around An Nannan’s neck, Grandma quickly said, "Nannan, don’t play with a rope like that, it’s so dangerous to put it around your neck."
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After An Nannan whispered a few things to Grandma, Grandma couldn’t help but chuckle, looking at a somewhat dejected Nuannuan.
She kindly smiled and patted her head, "Nuannuan, did you want to knit him a scarf?"
"Yeah, but I’m so clumsy, I can’t cook well, and I don’t know how to knit things either…"
An Nuannuan said with a hint of sadness on her lips.
"Everything is learned little by little, Grandma will teach you. Nuannuan is so smart, you’ll learn quickly."
Grandma picked up the needles and began teaching An Nuannuan how to knit a scarf, hand by hand.
...
At dusk, the old master held An Nuannuan’s first knitted "rope" and sighed.
"Ah, that Xu kid is really lucky, our Nuannuan really likes him."
The old master felt a bit sour; it seemed like the "cabbage" his family had raised for nearly twenty years was about to marry someone else, and he couldn’t bear the thought.
"I’ll tie this thing around my big saber, and if that kid ever dares to mistreat Nuannuan, see if I don’t chop him!"
"You old coot, just rest already."
Grandma grabbed the "failed" scarf with a sigh, "Nuannuan has been without her mother since she was little, and there are many things we couldn’t teach her. She has finally found someone she likes, so let’s trust Nuannuan’s instincts..."
...
On a snowy day,
Xu Musen was dragged by Yao Mingyue to build a snowman in the villa’s yard.
Yao Mingyue actually disliked cold weather a bit, it was mostly Xu Musen who built the snowman while she decorated it with the ornaments.
"Xu Musen, tomorrow I’m going with mom to visit my dad, do you want to join us?"
They were going to visit the grave before the New Year.
Xu Musen nodded, "Okay."
Yao Mingyue replied softly, looking at Xu Musen; actually, there wasn’t much to do at home.
But she simply loved the life where they could be together every day.
Even if the two of them were just chatting and playing around now, she longed to sneakily hold his hand, and Xu Musen would still dodge, citing that men and women should not touch each other.
Of course, if Yao Mingyue really wanted to "take advantage," there was no escape for him.