Chapter 316: Recitation

"Grandma, what do you think of this yarn?" Gu Lingling finally carved a path through the crowd, clutching several hard-won balls of yarn. She approached Grandma Yao eagerly, like she was presenting a treasure, "Grandma, take a look at this yarn."

"Oh, they actually have this color. That’s wonderful," Grandma Yao said with a smile.

She organized the yarns and assessed them, "It’s almost enough to knit a sweater."

"Is it for Grandpa? Wouldn’t such a bright color be a bit too much for him to wear?" Gu Lingling asked, wishing she had grabbed that dark gray yarn earlier.

But the blue yarn looked so appealing among all the gray and black, Gu Lingling just couldn’t resist.

"It matches perfectly," Grandma Yao patted her granddaughter’s head, smiling. "My Lingling has a good eye."

The blue yarn was the main feature, accompanied by some gray and black yarns. Grandma Yao had already envisioned what to knit in her mind.

"Your eyes aren’t so good, let me know how to knit it, and I’ll do it," Gu Lingling said, feeling compassionate about Grandma Yao’s eyesight, though she didn’t know whom the knitting was for.

In addition, last winter, she had helped Grandma Yao knit a sweater for Gu Haojun, so she had the skills.

And Grandma Yao, who had done embroidery to support the family in her early years, had worsening vision due to age. Hearing her granddaughter’s offer, she nodded and agreed with a smile.

Having bought the main items they came for, the two of them walked around some more to ensure there was nothing else they wanted before breaking free from the crowd.

"Grandma, let’s eat out today," Gu Lingling suggested, carrying a red net bag filled with the spoils from the department store.

"Sure, what do you want to eat? Grandma’s treating," Grandma Yao nodded.

"Will Yao Jingsong have any complaints?" Gu Lingling asked playfully, "We’re eating out and not caring about him at all."

Poor boy was still at home buried in his textbooks.

He got totally outdone by Gu Lingling yesterday when they had a competition reciting texts. Yao Jingsong thought he had been diligent enough lately, but he was instantly defeated by Gu Lingling.

Today, he didn’t even want to leave the house, staying in to study, vowing to defeat Gu Lingling by tonight.

"Ignore him, today it’s just me and my granddaughter having our little world, how about that?" Grandma Yao said affectionately.

"Then we should bring him some saucy pig’s trotters. That’s Yao Jingsong’s favorite."

So, the grandmother and granddaughter cheerfully made their decision.

But as they believed, the supposedly diligent at-home student Yao Jingsong was visited by someone. "Boss, you’re really turning over a new leaf, huh?"

Dongzi, perched in a tree, was surprised to see Yao Jingsong seriously reciting his lessons in front of the window.

"I can’t let that little stinker look down on me," Yao Jingsong continued reading without lifting his head. "What do you want?"

"Zhui Zi is here," Dongzi said, "and he’s brought some snacks from Capital City, waiting just for you."

"Alright, let me finish memorizing this part," Yao Jingsong replied, head still buried in his book.

Dongzi shook his head and jumped down from the tree.

"Boss is really different now," he told those waiting outside, "he’ll be with you shortly."

"What’s Boss up to?" someone asked below.

"Reciting," Dongzi replied.

Reciting?

How is that possible?

Zhui Zi, who had been standing by in thought, also looked over.

Yao Jingsong reciting? That’s interesting.