The old woman, dressed in her new clothes, stood there uncertainly, not quite sure how to walk. "These pants are too tight. Why are they so uncomfortable?" she complained, tugging unhappily at the pant legs.
"They're not tight. You're just used to those loose-fitting pants you always make. Everyone in the city wears pants like these." Yuan Si thought it was a good look—much more striking than her mother's old homespun outfit.
"This top is too flashy! It's for a young girl like you. If I wear this out, people will say I'm some old hag trying to act young. Tomorrow, I'll alter it to fit you." This time, the old woman started finding fault with the shirt.
"I don't want it. Dark blue is a color only you can wear, Mom. I should be wearing sky blue," Yuan Si said, gesturing to her own dress. "And don't even think about giving it away. If my Master finds out you gave it to someone else, he'll definitely be upset. He might even take it back, so you'd better just wear it yourself."
