The weather was just right that day, and Han Xinyu had invited Lin Xiaoguai to go shopping together.
The two went to a department store where Han Xinyu made a beeline for the yarn section.
"What do you need the yarn for?" Lin Xiaoguai asked, puzzled.
She remembered her niece was not one for handicrafts; she hadn't even sewn on a button, let alone knitting a sweater.
"I'm planning to knit some sweaters for the baby," Han Xinyu said, pulling out a light green yarn. "Little Aunt, what do you think of this one?"
Lin Xiaoguai touched it and shook her head, "No, it's not soft enough. The baby won't be comfortable wearing this."
"And what made you think of knitting sweaters for the baby?" Lin Xiaoguai asked. In the past, she had always been impatient with such things.
