Siheyuan: A warm home with wife and children

Yang Jianguo didn't notice Yu Haitang's smile freeze instantly, and said to himself, "Of course, the content definitely won't be changed."

Not hearing a reply, Yang Jianguo looked up.

Yu Haitang stared blankly at him, as if someone had acupunctured her... pressure points.

Yang Jianguo frowned and said, "That's my request. You can go and tell your superiors."

After saying that, he went into the shed, unlocked the car, propped up the car, and started strapping the walker onto the back seat.

"No, why do you have to read it yourself?"

Yu Haitang rushed in, saying with confusion and anxiety, "I'm the factory's announcer, this is my job."

Yang Jianguo looked back and said, "Whether it's your job or not is decided by the factory's propaganda department."

"Besides, the letter was written to me, so why can't I read it?"

Yu Haitang became even more anxious; of course, she understood this reasoning.

Understanding something doesn't mean you have to accept it, or that you can accept it.

If Yang Jianguo reads this letter, he'll lose all his chances.

Isn't this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity going to slip away?

Yu Haitang was unwilling to give up; she was counting on this opportunity to gain the attention and appreciation of her superiors.

Just now, she had even prepared her acceptance speech.

Now, Yang Jianguo suddenly tells her that the opportunity is gone!?

No, Yu Haitang cannot accept this.

Chapter 148 Yang Jianguo's Apology Was Purely a Matter of Manipulation

"Master Yang, please help me out, just consider it a favor."

Yang Jianguo pushed the cart forward, and Yu Haitang followed beside him.

"Comrade Yu Haitang, this isn't a question of whether or not to help!"

Seeing her relentlessly pursuing him, Yang Jianguo stopped and said, "Please respect my personal choice."

"I know, Master Yang, I know," Yu Haitang nodded quickly, responding in a softened tone.

"But I just want to ask, what did I do wrong to make you have such a big prejudice against me?"

Seeing him stop, Yu Haitang also stopped, looking at him with a wronged expression.

Yu Haitang just wanted to know, what exactly did she do wrong?

So much so that from their very first meeting, he was prejudiced against me?

Could it be that I offended him without knowing it?

No matter how hard Yu Haitang tried, she couldn't find a single clue.

She even wondered if there was some long-standing grudge or conflict between her family and Yang Jianguo's family.

Did the grudges of the older generation cause him to suffer an undeserved disaster?

Yu Haitang didn't understand; she couldn't figure it out!

What did I do to Yang Jianguo that he dislikes me so much?!

Yang Jianguo was also taken aback by her question and developed a prejudice against her.

It seems that there is such a thing.

From the first time he heard her name, Yang Jianguo felt a sense of resistance.

This is an instinct from a past life, a resistance to the characters in the play.

Can……

Thinking about it carefully, the compound is now completely unrecognizable.

Granny Jia became a maid, not only having to cook for the family every day, but also being manipulated by Qin Huairu.

They also have to sweep the streets, empty the chamber pots, and scrub the toilets.

Sha Zhu is no longer that simpleton who gets stuffed into sacks and addicted to eating brains.

Yi Zhonghai, after all that fuss, ruined himself.

Yan Bugui, hey~

This is the former third uncle.

Today I've become an old man, and I've even learned the trick of 'invest first, then get a return'.

Then there's Qin Huairu...

He actually became his own apprentice, burying himself in learning all day long.

His earnest and focused attitude was something even Yang Jianguo had to commend.

Thinking about it carefully, it really is unbelievable.

The world is made possible by a tiny butterfly.

A 'huge' change occurred without anyone's knowledge.

But in reality, you could say that nothing has changed.

Even if someone could truly predict the future, the future would certainly be subject to millions of changes.

Nothing is constant except change itself.

Even time undergoes subtle changes every year, let alone insignificant human beings.

So, there's no script!

Why must Yu Haitang be someone who 'knows'?

There's nothing wrong with wanting to improve!

Yang Jianguo looked at her seriously and said, "I'm sorry, Comrade Yu Haitang, I apologize for this."

Hearing him say that, Yu Haitang happily asked, "So you're agreeing to my request?"

"Do not."

Yang Jianguo answered decisively, shaking his head and saying, "I apologize to you for my preconceived bias."

"But that won't affect my decision. Sorry, I have something to do, I'll be going now."

Yang Jianguo stretched his leg out from the front and stepped on the pedals to walk away.

A cold wind howled, leaving only Begonia alone, bewildered in the wind.

It's so cold...

Yang Jianguo rode his bike to the free market and pushed it inside, his eyes constantly glancing at the stalls on both sides.

He wanted to buy his wife a pair of gloves.

But I don't have a ticket, and I don't want to ask someone for help for such a small thing.

Therefore, this is the best place to go.

Halfway there, Yang Jianguo saw the place he had been looking for.

A fellow villager selling wool.

Two jin of coarse wool cost three cents, and Yang Jianguo bought twenty jin in one go.

For just three cents, you can get a whole bunch of wool.

They tied it securely with straw rope, and then carried it away.

When we got home, we could see steam rising from the chimney in the front yard; Yingzi was cooking.

Yang Jianguo propped the car up at the door and started unloading the baby walker.

Hearing the commotion, Yingzi came out wearing an apron and went to help when she saw what was happening.

"This car is so beautiful, it even has wheels underneath!" Yingzi looked at it from left to right, really liking it.

Yang Jianguo said with a smile, "I've been busy all afternoon, how could I not look good?"

"My man is really amazing!" Yang Jianguo laughed when Yingzi praised him.

Seeing him happy, Yingzi also laughed.

Take the baby walker off and place it on the ground.

Yingzi tried pushing it back and forth and found that the wheel at the bottom could still turn back and forth.

It doesn't wobble at all when sliding.

He was overjoyed and praised, "Jianguo, this car is really well made."

“Of course it is. It was made by your husband. How could it not be good?” Yang Jianguo pocketed it again.

Seeing his childlike appearance, Yingzi glanced at him and then noticed the ball of wool he was carrying.

"This is... wool." Yingzi took it and asked curiously, "Why did you buy it?"

"I'll make you gloves."

Yang Jianguo handed her the wool ball and said, "Cut up your old coat, tie on a pair of gloves, and stuff the wool inside. It'll definitely keep you warm."

Yingzi nodded and pondered, "Then we need to make felt from this wool first."

Loose, coarse wool cannot be used directly; even if it is stuffed tightly, it still needs to be breathable.

You have to make it into wool felt first.

First, take out an appropriate amount of wool, spread it evenly, and then roll the wool forward firmly.

Then, find a corncob and put the wool roll on it.

Locate the poking needle and gently poking the wool on the fixed surface.

You need to keep scrolling while you're tapping.

Make sure to prick each spot evenly until it becomes semi-felt.

At this point, we need to correct both ends and make it flat.

Rolling and stabbing at the same time.

The areas with dents or defects were filled with wool.

Repeat this process until the wool is firm and completely felted.

Once all the felt is made, cut it into shapes according to the size of the gloves.

The entire portion is filled in the palm area, while the thumb area is filled with trimmed scraps.

Finally, sew the outer fabric together.

In this way, the sturdy and warm old-fashioned wool gloves are made.

The style depends on your own craftsmanship.

It's so warm, really warm!

It's several times warmer than something made of wool.

Yingzi went back to the main house to cook.

Yang Jianguo then found a needle and a corncob, and took the wool to the side room.

Shear the wool, lay it flat, press it down, and roll it up firmly.

Then, place the corncob underneath and start poking.

This doesn't really count as a craft; it's something you can do if you have an elderly person in your family who has experience making wool items.

You'll learn it after one or two hands-on lessons.

Even without being taught, you'll learn it after watching it a few times.

It's not difficult!