After the fireworks burned out, the display was over. Nora asked Pedro to move the gifts back to the living room.
"Why did you go to so much trouble to move them outside?"
Pedro placed the gifts on the coffee table.
Nora shoveled egg fried rice into her mouth, glanced at the coffee table upon hearing the noise, and said, "Beautiful."
"…"
Pedro was momentarily speechless.
"You didn't just start preparing this month, right?" Pedro examined the gifts carefully, unable to let go of them.
"No. At the beginning of the year, someone gave me a pile of wood, and I wanted to make you some furniture, but you didn't want it. So, I thought I'd make something else." Nora came over, squatted down with the bowl, poked Pedro, the old man, with her finger, and continued, "Originally, I just wanted to make a pair, but you insisted I make up for the previous years, so I used the occasion to make two pairs. One counts for each year."
