Heading out on a mission in the dead of winter, Cheng Su felt sorry for Qi Taiguo, even for herself, but sentiment aside, there was still preparation to be done.
So there she was, Cheng Su had taken half a day off to pack clothes and luggage for Qi Taiguo, all while muttering to herself.
"It’s already November, the north wind howls, it’s certainly cold enough to snow once you get there," Cheng Su said, as she opened the closet and rummaged through the winter clothes.
"No need to pack much, just a few sets of underwear to change into, we will be wearing our uniforms," Qi Taiguo followed behind her, saying.
"We might not need the overcoat, but surely we must bring warm thermal underwear and sweaters, and thick socks," Cheng Su replied without turning around.
"No need, your husband has a lot of inner heat."
Cheng Su snorted, rummaged through the clothes, and couldn’t find a single heavy sweater. She couldn’t help but ask, "How come you don’t have any thick sweaters? Haven’t you worn any over the past years?"
Finally, she found a piece, but it was an old wool vest, likely several years old, somewhat worn out and looking ill-fitting.
Qi Taiguo was lying on the bed watching her busy herself, his hands behind his head, and said, "I haven’t worn these in years." He then thought of the spouses of his comrades in the compound who would sit on stools and knit sweaters when they had nothing better to do and suggested, "How about you knit one for me?"
Cheng Su was taken aback and then somewhat sheepishly said, "Well, I don’t know how to knit sweaters."
Qi Taiguo was startled. Wasn’t it just a couple of years ago that she had knitted him a scarf? Unfortunately, he had thrown it away. He was about to ask when he stopped short, carefully asking, "You don’t know how to knit scarves either?"
"No, it’s so complicated, not something I can do," Cheng Su replied without a second thought.
She answered with such finality that Qi Taiguo’s eyes narrowed as he said, "That can’t be right, you knitted a scarf for me a couple of years ago, with your own hands."

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