Yang Gang knew that this man was definitely not someone he could afford to offend, so he fled the scene at the speed of light.
Chen Rong looked at Lin Yi with tears on her face and said gratefully, "Thank you."
"You're welcome. I just walked a few steps out when I heard him threatening you, so I was watching him." Lin Yi said as he stuffed the money back into her wallet.
"Thank you so much for your help." Chen Rong expressed her gratitude again. If it weren't for Lin Yi, all the hard-earned money would be gone.
"By the way, if he dares to bully you again, tell me. I have some ruthless methods." Lin Yi smiled meaningfully.
Chen Rong seemed to have some understanding. She knew that being able to afford to live in a courtyard house was not just a matter of being rich. It must be something with connections and a background that was far-reaching.
It’s just that a person like this should normally be aloof, but I didn’t expect that Lin Yi would be so friendly.
"Yeah." Chen Rong hailed a taxi, thanked him again and then got in the car and left.
Lin Yi shook his head and went back.
When they got home, mother Guo Xuehua was holding the child and practicing walking on the ground. When Lin Yi saw Junjun, he remembered that his grandfather wanted to see him.
"Oh, okay, I'll carry her over tomorrow." Guo Xuehua agreed softly.
"But, son, there is something. Junjun will soon be three years old. It is a tradition in Yanjing that mothers must sew a purse for their children to represent longevity."
Lin Yi frowned and said, "That's Qiangwei's business, why are you telling me this?"
"But Qiangwei is not here. She has been out for the past few days."
Lin Yi smiled and said nonchalantly: "Then let's wait until she comes back."
"The child's birthday is only a few days away, roughly three days. There won't be enough time to wait for Qiangwei to come back." Guo Xuehua spread his hands helplessly.
Lin Yi frowned and said, "Mom, you don't mean to ask a grown man like me to do anything?"
"What's the big deal? I think you can do it."
Lin Yi immediately put on a bitter face and said, "Mom, do you think I am that kind of material? Obviously not. You can make it yourself, or just buy one. Don't take this custom too seriously."
At this point, Guo Xuehua immediately became solemn: "You can't say that. You must respect the customs and sew the purse. If you really don't want to, I can sew it for you."
Hearing this, Lin Yi smiled with relief and said, "Yes, yes, come on."
"But Junjun, you have to take care of him. You have to remember when he eats, when he sleeps, how to change his diapers, what he can eat and what he can't eat." Guo Xuehua casually listed a lot of things, such as how to feed a child and what kind of milk powder should be used. Lin Yi was overwhelmed by hearing this.
It seems that sewing a purse is a good choice.
"Okay, okay, mom, I choose to sew purses."
Guo Xuehua smiled with a look of satisfaction and said, "That's about right."
Soon Guo Xuehua gave Lin Yi a sample drawing and asked him to sew it according to the instructions. It didn't matter whether it looked good or not. The key was the thoughtfulness, which would surely bless his grandson to live a long life.
Lin Yi was speechless for a while. Although he agreed, he didn't take it seriously.
I continued to practice meditation and comprehend the Way of Heaven these past few days, and only started to get anxious when Junjun’s birthday was approaching.
"I haven't started yet. No, I haven't started sewing yet. Where should I go?" Lin Yi felt a headache. At this time, Chen Rong walked out slowly.
"Hello, Mr. Lin. Guoguo said she has some homework and asked me to wait for a while."
"Oh, it's okay. By the way, Teacher Chen, can you sew that kind of purse?"