Huai Zi happily thanked Grandma Liu, taking the hat and unfolding it. It was a simple, round style, but soft to the touch with a layer of cotton padding inside. He placed it on Banli's head—it was a perfect fit. The vibrant red color, under the lamplight, made Banli's little face glow with a pinkish luster. His dark eyes sparkled, and when he broke into a toothless grin, he looked just like one of the babies from a New Year's painting.
The room immediately filled with praise and thanks. He and Zhang Dashuan were grinning from ear to ear. Huai Zi happily took a pair of small shoes and put them on Banli's feet. Seeing this, Zhang Yang hurried over to try a hat on Cong.
Why were the Zhang family so happy? It was because items from an elderly person were believed to carry blessings, and what's more, Grandma Liu had made this hat and these shoes with her own hands.
