Jiang Yingqiu did not know what to say. "Anyway, the divorce isn't a big deal as long as Yao Yao isn't hurt. As for your Uncle Gu… I've never noticed much affection between him and Zhang Xiaohui anyway. Meeting someone like Zhang Xiaohui… was his misfortune!"
Mo Beihan did not want to say too much about this matter. He unpacked the parcel, starting with the muffler. "Mother, Yao Yao made this for you. It's to wrap around your neck. And these two quilted jackets are for the two of you."
Mo Beihan handed the two quilted jackets to the children.
Children always longed for new clothes. The moment they heard there were new quilted jackets, they immediately reached for the jackets in excitement.
Jiang Yingqiu took the muffler and wrapped it around her neck. It was in a novel wrap design, stuffed with cotton wool and lined with new cotton. She had altered some old clothing to make the outside so that it was not so conspicuous.
