Two weeks later, watching the two girls coming hand in hand, enthusiastically presenting six mid-length coats, Zhou Jiao burst into laughter.
This deal is really not a loss.
Do her parents, in-laws, and the two of them consider this as enjoying the daughter-in-law's filial piety in advance?
"Did you use up all the cloth tickets at home?"
"Not yet, godmother. We exchanged some with our girlfriends. But we're not sure if they fit? The ones for grandpa and grandma were made by Sister Sheng Mei, she's more skillful than me."
"Oh, stop being so modest, I can't compare to you. But Aunt Zhou, do you think grandpa and grandma will like them? I didn't dare innovate too much with the design."
Yi Tangtang was indeed being modest. Her needlework from a young age was under Zhou Jiao's tutelage, but Zhou Jiao still gave her a approving glance and praised the two little girls a few times.
