abc-du-gratuit Chapter 220 A Little Kindness
Chapter 220 A Little Kindness
Chen Yuan was taken aback. His grandmother, fearing that the other party might misunderstand her meaning, explained urgently.
"Xiao Chen, we don't mean anything by it, we just want to thank you properly. Qingqing and I both feel that you have helped us a lot, so we would like to invite you to our home for a meal."
"You know our family isn't well-off, but we have free-range chickens, homegrown vegetables, and newly bought grains. We'll cook it ourselves, so please don't complain about how simple it is or refuse."
Chen Yuan gently supported the old man's arm with his other hand and said in a gentle tone.
"Grandma, I appreciate your kind offer, but I really can't go this weekend."
Disappointment immediately appeared on the old man's face: "Do you...do you despise us?"
Chen Yuan quickly waved his hand to deny it: "No, I really can't go this weekend. It's my grandma's 80th birthday this weekend, and the whole family has to go back to the village to hold a banquet. It was booked more than a month ago. I'll pick a free day after the banquet to go and try your cooking."
Grandma paused for a moment, then nodded repeatedly. The surprise in her eyes was instantly replaced by understanding: "Yes, yes, it's her 80th birthday. It's important, a big deal. We must go back and spend time with her. Our affairs aren't urgent. You can come anytime after you're done with this."
Xia Qing also gestured, saying, "The birthday banquet is important; we're waiting for you."
Chen Yuan said a few more words and then left.
The grandfather and grandson sat in the shade of a tree and remained silent for a while.
The idea of treating them to a nice meal was put aside, but gratitude couldn't be accepted so easily.
Grandma gestured to Qingqing and said, "We need to save this money for your surgery. We don't have much money right now, and we can't buy you any expensive gifts. How about we do something?"
He nodded slightly, and then mentioned several other things.
Grandma didn't think it was a good idea: "There are only a few days left until the weekend. We can't do any of the things you've suggested well, and the family doesn't care about the food and drinks. How about this, how about we try to make a small longevity blanket? We think we still have some leftover yarn at home."
Xia Qing gestured and said, "This is good. There are 100 longevity characters on the small blanket. What the elderly want for their birthdays is joy and celebration. This is definitely good, and Boss Chen won't refuse it."
After discussing it, the grandfather and grandson quickly packed up their stall.
Back home, Xia Qing helped her find some bright red and yellow thread that had been hidden away in the trunk. The two colors together looked beautiful and festive.
Considering the time constraints, the two couldn't make a large blanket, so they simply made a leg warmer.
It's not a lot, but it's the thought that counts.
And so, the grandfather and grandson would meet head to head, and after packing up their stall, they would take turns doing the work.
They worked tirelessly, stitch by stitch, until the wee hours of the morning.
With just two hands, 100 longevity characters gradually took shape as the cotton thread spun around.
Both the grandfather and grandson are very skilled; the blankets they made were woven with tight stitches and neat edges, looking even better than those sold outside.
When the business closes on Saturday.
Just as Chen Yuan was about to close the door, he heard footsteps behind him. Xia Qing was helping her grandmother walk quickly closer. The grandmother and granddaughter were covered in sweat, and had obviously been waiting at the street corner for a while.
Chen Yuan asked, "Why are you here? How long have you been waiting? Are you thirsty? I'll get you some water."
Grandma stopped Chen Yuan abruptly. She was holding a long, square object wrapped in a small floral cloth tightly in her arms, and then solemnly handed it to Chen Yuan.
"No, no, we're just here to deliver this."
"Tomorrow you're going back to your hometown to celebrate your grandparents' 80th birthday, right? We don't have any valuables or anything worthwhile, so we made this blanket."
Please don't be put off by it; take it with you as a blessing for the elderly.
Chen Yuan took it; it felt heavy in his hand.
He untied the cloth bundle, and a crocheted blanket slowly unfolded.
The blanket is made of yellow and red interwoven lines, and then a large number of "longevity" characters are outlined on it.
The fonts are also different; some are rounded, some are square, and some look like oracle bone script.
Although Chen Yuan didn't understand calligraphy, he could tell that these "longevity" characters were written in completely different calligraphic styles.
Chen Yuanzhen held the blanket with great care. He could see that the stitches were dense, the edges were neatly finished, and there wasn't a single loose thread. It was clear that the grandfather and grandson had put a lot of effort into making it.
Grandma stood to the side, somewhat uneasy: "Because the time was too short and my hands are rough, this blanket isn't very big. It's just a blanket to drape over my legs."
"Remember to tell your grandma that we're clumsy with our hands, this thing isn't worth much, it's just for good luck, hoping that the old lady will have good health and longevity, and peace year after year."
Xia Qing nodded in agreement: "We hope your grandmother enjoys good health and a long life. Our heartfelt wishes are all in this stitch."
Chen Yuan's Adam's apple bobbed slightly, and his eyes stung a little.
In terms of cost, this gift is indeed not worth much, but the time and effort spent on each stitch is priceless.
Although the grandmother and granddaughter were somewhat embarrassed by not being able to afford an expensive birthday gift, they were even more afraid that others would look down on their self-esteem and wanted to do everything they could to repay the favor.
Chen Yuan was very touched. He didn't say anything polite, but kept the sentiment in his heart.
"Grandma, this blanket is heavier than any valuable thing. She'll be overjoyed when she sees it."
Just as the three of them were standing at the door talking.
Su Qingxue walked briskly, carrying a plain canvas bag. Her long hair fluttered slightly in the wind as she walked down the street, bringing with it a fragrant breeze.
As soon as she approached, she landed on the blanket in Chen Yuan's arms.
"Senior brother, what are you holding?"
Chen Yuan didn't notice Su Qingxue coming over at first. After a moment, he unfolded one corner of the blanket.
After seeing the carpet in person, Su Qingxue's tone was full of sincere admiration, and she couldn't help but pick it up and carefully caress and examine it.
"Wow...this blanket is so beautiful! Where did you buy it? It's the perfect gift for an elderly person."
"I didn't buy it; Xia Qing and Xia Qing's grandmother worked day and night to make it these past few days."
Chen Yuan then introduced them to each other, and Su Qingxue was generous with her praise.
"My goodness, this is amazing! The stitches are so fine; if you didn't look closely, you'd really think it was bought from somewhere. It's so neat."
Grandma stood to the side, initially looking a little awkward.
Upon hearing the genuine praise from the stranger, and seeing her striking and elegant appearance and gentle demeanor, the wrinkles around his eyes instantly smoothed out.
She immediately understood the relationship between the two and exclaimed in admiration.
"Boss Chen, is this your wife?"
"Your wife is so beautiful! I'm so old, and I've never seen such a pretty girl before. You two are such a perfect match, a handsome man and a beautiful woman, a match made in heaven!"