Chapter 525: Chapter 525: Wishing He Could Kneel
In the evening, Wen Yi the little friend had a glamorous bed-wetting accident.
Fortunately, it’s hot now, the bed has a mat laid down, and Wen Yi the little friend was wearing a bellyband, with his bottom bare, so the accident wasn’t a big deal.
Just change the mat and wipe his bottom a bit.
After taking care of it, Yi Chichi held him through the night until morning.
After finishing breakfast the next day, she left Wen Yi at home to be taken care of by Wen’s mother while she carried the malt cream, dried seafood, and other items Wen’s mother had packed for mailing to Wang Nan and others, hanging them on her bicycle, and set out to meet Mr. Zhang.
"Grandpa Zhang, I’m going to the post office, are you going now?"
"I want to go."
Before Mr. Zhang could speak, He An, hearing the conversation, ran out from the house with his short legs, tilted his round little face, and smiled like a flower.
"Auntie, take me!"
"Only if Grandpa agrees!"
"Take her along."
"Grandpa will take you."
He An said, "Grandpa, are you going too?"
"Yes."
Mr. Zhang pushed the bicycle out, patted her special seat on the back of the bike, "Come on, we’re going to the post office."
"Auntie, you walk by yourself, I’ll sit with Grandpa."
"Alright."
So, an old man and a young lady took a little child, pedaled out of the family area gate, and headed straight to the post office.
The place was crowded, with people mailing items and long queues for making phone calls.
The two split duties, Yi Chichi went to mail the items, while the old man took the phone number she gave him, queued up for making phone calls.
After half an hour, Yi Chichi had already mailed the items and sent a telegram to Grandpa, finally, it was the old man’s turn to make the call.
Currently, calling is troublesome; you need operators to connect the call step by step, and if you’re unlucky, you might wait for half a day without connecting.
Making a long-distance call, especially from the island to the Northeast in the big north, needs to connect to Yangcheng first, then from there to a bureau in Beijing, then from Beijing to a bureau in Hei Province, and finally to Kao Shan Village.
If any place in between is busy, you can’t reach the call.
But the old man was very lucky, the call was connected smoothly through the layers, it went through in one go without waiting.
The call was picked by the captain uncle, who, upon knowing Yi Chichi wanted to talk to Mu Da, chuckled and said, "You’re in luck, Xiao Mu is off today, wait a moment, I’ll call her."
Yi Chichi responded affirmatively.
Then she heard the captain uncle calling out loudly for Xiao Mu, and since Yaozi’s house was not far from the brigade headquarters, Mu Da responded quickly and came over soon.
"Chichi, what made you think of calling?"
"I’m having Grandpa Zhang take a look at your health."
Now, phone calls are expensive, you can’t afford idle chatter.
So, after Yi Chichi briefly stated her purpose, she handed the receiver to the old man.
Let the two medical experts communicate directly, meanwhile, she held He An and waited at the doorway.
Her attention was constantly on the old man’s face.
Her medical skills aren’t great, but her observation skills are, through the old man’s facial expressions, she could see that Mu Da’s condition was better than they expected.
Because the old man’s expression transitioned from serious to heavy, then from heavy to relaxed, and finally went on to carry a smile.
His tightly knitted brow completely loosened as well.
Five minutes later, the old man hung up the phone and asked the cost.
Yi Chichi dashed over with He An, "Let me pay."
Getting the old man’s help, there’s no way he should pay for the call.
Not even offering a hardship fee is just because the old man’s a nice person.
Hence, this phone fee cannot let the old man pay.
After paying and walking out, she sighed, "This phone fee is really expensive."
The old man nodded in agreement, "Indeed expensive, mainly due to the transfer fees."
This is true; nowadays, every transfer costs money when making a call.
Really miss the communication methods of later days.
Unfortunately, that day is still a long way to come.
Just as they were about to leave, the staff called out, "Mr. Yi, you have a telegram."
She responded and ran back inside to retrieve the telegram, which was a reply from Grandpa, mentioning Qin Jiu’s arrival date, and asking whether she was going to Beijing.
Yi Chichi, "..."
Looks like the trip to Beijing is unavoidable, otherwise, Grandpa might come over himself to fetch her.
Might as well, when Qin Jiu returns, she’ll take her mother-in-law and child along for a trip to Beijing.
Folding the telegram and stuffing it into her pocket, she looked at the grandparent and grandchild duo, "Want to take a stroll around the department store?"
"Go!"
He An enthusiastically raised her little hand, "Grandpa, buy me a tin frog."
"What happened to your previous frog?"
The old man looked confused, He An laughed with her little rice teeth showing, "Dad took it to play and it went missing."
These words left both the old man and the young woman speechless.
But this is something He Yunsong could do.
He probably took it to play and damaged it, not daring to bring it home, simply telling the little girl it went missing, to avoid her crying.
"Alright, I’ll buy you one."
The old man was a good Grandpa, indulgently taking He An and calling for Yi Chichi to go to the department store.
They consequently went shopping together.
Yi Chichi bought Wen’s mother a pair of Warrior shoes, Liberation shoes for Wen Shi, seeing cotton socks, she got ten pairs each of male and female types, also new fabrics were available, she bought some cotton fabric.
Planning to make two sets of little clothes for Wen Yi, and two vests for Wen Shi.
This guy wears out vests, how he wears them is unknown, they’re either tearing here or unraveling there, and need frequent changing.
Perfectly timing it right when he returns from the sea for a change.
It’s simply perfect.
Seeing her purchase fabric, the old man follows suit and buys some floral cotton, saying it was to make a little skirt for He An.
Yi Chichi, "??? Not buying for Xinxin?"
"She doesn’t need it, she can buy it herself."
The old man was blunt, directly admitting, "I previously bought her clothes and fabrics, she complained I had poor taste and the buys were ugly, told me not to waste money."
"I don’t mind Grandpa being ugly, Grandpa is the prettiest!"
The sweet-talking He An patted Grandpa with her raised little hand to comfort him.
But the content of the words was amusing yet touching.
"Got it, our An An is the best."
Though the old man loved this flattery, reveled in joy from the praise, and turned to Yi Chichi saying, "Can you draw a little skirt for An An?"
"Sure."
Whether making one or two, Yi Chichi straightforwardly took up the task of making a little skirt for He An.
As soon as she returned home, she started working on tailoring, then went next door to borrow the sewing machine from Ji Jian, finishing the little skirt and delivering it to the He Family in the evening.
He Yunsong was very grateful, offering money to pay for labor.
Yi Chichi’s face fell, "Old He, are you trying to insult me, or are you upset with Wen Shi planning to end your friendship?"
He Yunsong was startled into shivers, "I didn’t! I’m not! Don’t say that."
"Still going to pay the labor fee?"
"No."
His head shook like a rattle drum, he didn’t dare to give it; fearing Yi Chichi would jab him with needles.
"If you want to give something, I’ll clear up how much you’ve bought for Wen Yi, then add up..."
"Sis, I was wrong, I’m begging you, can we not talk about this? No next time, okay? If you keep going like this, when Old Wen comes back, he might beat the heck out of me."
He Yunsong couldn’t wait to kneel before her; the rapport he had with Wen Shi is so strong; reaching this point could ruin the brotherhood.
Too distant!
