In the ordinary life of Crayon Shin-chan

At night, Guangzhi returned home: "I'm back."

"Ah, welcome home, Dad." Mingxu looked at Guangzhi and said politely,

Xiaoxin didn't have many rules: "Dad, you're back."

"Welcome home, right? You should at least learn from Xiaoxu." Guangzhi looked at Xiaoxin helplessly.

"Welcome home." Meiya's weak voice came, Guangzhi was stunned, and his mouth twitched: "Ah? It's not finished yet?" Looking at the wool still knitting in Meiya's hands, Guangzhi was helpless.

"It hasn't been completed yet..." Meiya herself was speechless.

"...it's been a week already, does it take so long to knit a pair of woolen gloves?" Guangzhi looked at Meiya speechlessly. This speed is indeed a bit slow...

Meiya's face was also haggard: "At least for me, that's the case..."

"Well, at least let me eat first." Guangzhi's mouth twitched. You can't not cook just for knitting, right?

"Xiao Xu went out and bought a lunch box. It has been heated up and is now in the kitchen." Mei Ya said calmly.

"...I've been eating bento for three consecutive days." Guangzhi couldn't help but sigh as he looked at the bento on the table.

"I bought ribs, eels, pork chops, and steak. Dad, choose one." Mingxu spread his hands.

"Uh, never mind, just eat one." Guangzhi looked at the four bento boxes in front of him and picked up one at random. Hmm, the pork ribs bento box was not bad.

Afterwards, Meiya was also pulled over to have dinner. After Mingxu and Guangzhi cleaned up the kitchen together, Guangzhi changed his clothes and took the little ones to bed, while Meiya continued to work hard at the table.

Guangzhi had fallen asleep. When he opened his eyes in the middle of the night, he suddenly found that Meiya was not in bed. Then he saw the light coming from the kitchen. He got up and walked over. Looking at Meiya, the corner of his mouth twitched: "Meiya, why aren't you asleep yet?"

"...It will be fine soon~oh~" Meisai's spirit was completely depressed. Guangzhi had no choice but to sit beside her to accompany Meisai.

Mingxu opened one eye, looked at the scene in the living room, a smile appeared on his face, and then he turned around and went to sleep. He also wanted to help, but he really had no interest in knitting.

Soon the day of the kindergarten's charity sale arrived. Several stalls were set up in the kindergarten yard, where parents of students put their homemade items on display for sale. Everyone looked at each other's goods, praised them, and then greeted the guests.

The head teacher and several teachers were making fried noodles and selling them there.

Meiya stood with the other mothers, each with their own creations in front of them. Meiya had a scarf in front of her, Nini's mother had a few bunny dolls, Zhengnan's mother had gloves, and Fengjian's mother had a sweater.

The price of the item is written on the side, but compared to the others, the scarf knitted by Meiya is indeed quite different from the others.

"The sweaters made by Mrs. Kazama look really well-made and professional." Zhengnan's mother said with a smile as she looked at what Mrs. Kazama had made.

"Hey, I almost tore the book apart before I finished it." Mother Fengjian looked at them and said with a smile. Compared with others, she is indeed the best~

"You are so humble. You did a great job." Several other mothers also praised her.

Over there, Feng Jian looked at everyone excitedly. "Actually, my mom said that it was a work of her confidence."

"That's amazing." Ah Dai praised after hearing this.

Kazama's mother also looked at Zhengnan's mother's gloves: "Actually, the gloves you made are also very beautiful."

"I haven't knitted anything with wool for a long time. It took me a lot of time." Zhengnan's mother said a little embarrassedly as she looked at her gloves.

"She beat it and tore it apart, beat it and tore it apart several times." Zhengnan said with a red face and some pride.

"That's amazing," Ah Dai continued to praise. His parents didn't come because they had something to do, and his grandparents didn't come because they were old. Ah Dai could be said to be watching from here. Mingxu stood beside Ah Dai and patted his shoulder. Ah Dai looked at Mingxu and smiled and shook his head. He didn't care about these things because he thought what his parents did was great.

Feng Jian also looked at Nini: "The little bunny doll made by Nini's mother looks very cute too."

"It's very cute, isn't it?" Nini said happily.

"So cool." Ah Dai is still human-machine.

Several mothers have now noticed the doll made by Nini’s mother and said: “It’s so cute, you have such a skillful hand.”

"No, you're too kind." Nini's mother laughed while covering her mouth with her hands as she listened to their praise. However, her right hand was tucked behind her back, as if she didn't want anyone to see it.

Seeing this, Xiao Xin came over and looked at Nini's mother's fingers: "Wow, so many OK bandages, it looks like it hurts."

"..." Nini's mother's expression changed instantly, and she looked at Xiaoxin with gritted teeth, "Are you feeling uncomfortable because you don't expose others?"

Seeing her expression, Nini was stunned: "She's different from other mothers!"

Mingxu stood in front of Xiaoxin and lowered his head to him: "Sorry, auntie, Xiaoxin didn't mean it."

“..Forget it.” Nini’s mother thought to herself that she could never hit a child.

Everyone's eyes turned to the scarf knitted by Misae at the side again: "And what about Mrs. Nohara's scarf? It looks pretty good, too..." Looking at the scarf with the threads sticking out, several people looked a little embarrassed.

"Really?" Mei Ya looked at them uncertainly.

"Yes, yes. It's true..."

"Really, really, how should I put it? There's a warm and intimate feeling..." They were already at a loss for adjectives.

I could only keep agreeing, "Right, right. It's like the nostalgic trend that's going on, right?"

"That's right, that's right."

“Kind of like vintage jeans, right?”

"That's right, that's right."

Listening to their words, Meiya herself was unsure: "Is that really the case?"

"Oh, everyone is really good at talking." Shin-chan looked at them, put his hands behind his head, and said casually.

"Bang!" Xiaoxin fell down, Mingxu pulled Xiaoxin away, then looked at everyone: "Sorry, Xiaoxin, I'll take him away now." After that, he carried Xiaoxin away.

Several mothers continued to run their stalls.

The little ones stood together, looking at the situation around them. Nini was the first to say, "I hope Mommy can work hard to make a bunny doll that can be sold."

"me too."

"My mother does the same thing. She makes sweaters every day until very late."

"My mother works just as hard." Shin-chan looked at them and said without hesitation.

"Yeah, Mommy did try really hard this time, but unfortunately, she's working in the wrong direction." Mingxu said helplessly, looking at the scarf Meiya had knitted. If she'd been making doll costumes, she wouldn't have been able to do it. She just couldn't understand why she suddenly wanted to knit.

"That's right..." Looking at the scarf, the kids felt speechless.