Now, Grandma Shi has fallen and injured herself again, and it's uncertain if she can get through this ordeal…
"Good people are rewarded with good." Xu Nianhua's crisp voice rang out, truly believing in the principle: good deeds beget good outcomes, and good people are rewarded. Sometimes the wicked haven't been punished yet, simply because their time hasn't come.
"That's right," Xu Nian'an chimed in, handing over the sweater Xu Nianhua had knitted, "This is a sweater knitted by my little sister herself; it's really pretty and you can't find one like it outside. You've always been helping us out in the past. Although a sweater might not be worth much money, it is our way of showing our appreciation."
Xu Nian'an handed over the sweater, and because of Pei Yicheng's injury and his appearance as someone obviously from a wealthy family—like some noble young master from ancient times—Xu Nian'an didn't think too much of it, feeling that the gift was both meaningful and practical.
