Lian Manman noticed that Lian Yaya was wearing rough cloth attire with patches on the elbows and knees. Judging by the neat and orderly stitching, she guessed it wasn't Lady He's handiwork.
"Yaya, who patched your clothes?" Lian Manman pulled Lian Yaya inside to sit and asked.
"I stitched them myself." Lian Yaya replied.
"Did you patch Liulang's clothes too?" Lian Yeye chimed in from the side with another question.
Today, many people had come to Lian Manman's family; aside from those working in the fields, there were Lady Wu Wang, Wu Jiayu, and Lian Yeye, all helping with cooking tasks, naturally with Zhang Caiyun present. Lady Li didn't come as she was at home with the children, looking after the house.
"Yes, I did." Lian Yaya nodded again.
Everyone shook their heads and sighed; Lian Yaya truly embodied the saying "poor children take on responsibilities early." This kind of poverty wasn't just about lacking material wealth.
