NOVEL NEXT Chapter 30 - 30 Knit a Sweater by Hand_1
Chapter 30: Chapter 30 Knit a Sweater by Hand_1
In her past life, she either called him by his full name or simply called him.
“Hanhan, do you know how to knit?” Mother Yun’s eyes lit up as those who could knit were few.
“I do.”
“Wait a moment.” It wasn’t long before she saw Mother Yun coming out with a large bag of items.
Mother Yun saw Meng Yunhan and immediately attended to her, “This is some leftover wool, take a look.”
“Your two sister-in-laws are not very good at knitting, I knitted for their children,” said Mother Yun with a sigh. Her two daughters-in-law could make shoes and embroider, but they couldn’t knit.
The reason Mother Yun could knit? Of course, because she had learned it when she was young.
Meng Yunhan looked at the wool, picked out some blue wool and needles, “Mother, I can finish knitting in two days, then we can send it to Ahao.”
Mother Yun nodded, “Don’t tire yourself out.”
So Meng Yunhan took these things back to her room and started working.
Meng Yunhan spent most of her time knitting, when night came she would go into the space, because it was daytime there. This way, she managed to knit a sweater in two days, and spent another day knitting pants.
“Hanhan, your handiwork is really good.” Mother Yun looked at the sweater and pants her daughter-in-law had knitted, exclaiming.
“Mother, I am going to go to town tomorrow to send it to Ahao. He can still wear it for two more months.”
Upon hearing that her daughter-in-law wanted to send it to her son, she immediately agreed, “Good, good.”
“Do you know Ahao’s unit address?” Father Yun also glanced at the knitwear, marvelling at his daughter-in-law’s skill.
Meng Yunhan shook her head.
Father Yun handed an envelope to Meng Yunhan, “This is Ahao’s address.”
“Thank you, father.”
Meng Yunhan holds the envelope and the knitted clothing and returned to her room to write a letter to Yunhao, but she didn’t know what to say.
She had been struggling for a long time, Meng Yunhan didn’t know where to start.
She held the pen and struggled for a while but finally started writing.
When she finished with these, Meng Yunhan packed up the sweater and pants, waiting to go to town the next day.
The village was a two hour walk from the town.
Though she wanted to sleep early, Meng Yunhan couldn’t. She ended up knitting a pair of socks for Yunhao.
The following day,
Meng Yunhan got up early to cook. After breakfast, Mother Yun reminded her of some things and Meng Yunhan took the items and left for town.
Save for the first day of the New Year when she followed Yun Hao out to celebrate, Meng Yunhan spent the rest of her days at home, because they had killed the pigs before the New Year, finished their tasks, kept some meat for banquets and killed a few chickens for marriage celebration, so there were only two chickens left at home, so there wasn’t much work to do at home.
All the way, whenever Meng Yunhan met someone, she smiled and greeted them.
Upon arriving at the town, it took Meng Yunhan quite some time to find the post office where she mailed the items and almost the rest of the afternoon to find the recycling center.
An old man in his fifties was at the door.
“Uncle, I’m Meng Yunhan, a teacher in Qingzhao village. School is about to start, and I’m here to find some notebooks.” Because Meng Yunhan was pretty and ate poorly in the countryside, she appeared delicate. But her spirits were high.
“Looking for notebooks?” The man looked at Meng Yunhan and immediately liked her for her politeness and delicacy.
During the New Year period, very few people came by and he was alone there.