Yu Shaoqing originally wanted to put on his shoes and walk around Yan Jiuchao to show off. Now, he couldn't anymore. He limped back to his bed, looking extremely pitiful.
Yu Wan stretched out her hand speechlessly. "Then… then why don't I take the shoes away first…"
"Don't even think about it!" Yu Shaoqing hugged the shoes tightly, not letting Yu Wan take them away.
Yu Wan could only leave the room with her head lowered. Those were her earliest shoes. She was not very proficient in sewing and the steps were also incoherent. Unexpectedly, she dropped the embroidery needle inside. Yu Wan was also resentful.
Dinner was cornbread that Aunt brought over and braised pork belly and bamboo shoots. Yu Wan split a portion and sent it to Yan Jiuchao.
