Now, Grandma Shi has fallen and gotten hurt again, and no one knows if she'll make it through this ordeal...
"Good people get rewarded," Xu Nianhua's bright voice rang out. She truly believed that good deeds lead to good outcomes, good people will be repaid, and sometimes, bad people haven't been punished yet only because the time hasn't come.
"That's right," Xu Nian'an echoed, handing over the sweater Xu Nianhua had knitted, and said, "This is a sweater my little sister made by hand. It's really nice—can't be bought anywhere outside. You've always helped us out before. A sweater might not be worth much, but it's a token of our gratitude."
Xu Nian'an passed the sweater forward, thinking that with Pei Yicheng's leg and how Pei Yicheng clearly came from a wealthy family—like one of those noble young men from ancient times—he simply saw the gift as both heartfelt and practical.
