Du wenluo was holding a piece of olive green cloth in his hand. The color was indeed pretty.
Bai Wenjing knew that her skin was fair, and the color made her look young.
But even so, she couldn't accept it, so she took out a few coins and handed them to du wenluo. "This fabric is of excellent quality. Take this money."
Bai Wenjing shoved a few coins into du wenluo's hands and looked down to see Xue bonian playing with the rattle-drum.
Xue bainian was happily playing with the rattle-drum when he saw his mother's eyes on him. He said in a childish voice, ""Mother, I won't let this pass. It was also a gift from uncle Wen Luo. Mother, uncle Wen Luo is a very good person."
Bai Wenjing didn't believe him. She touched her pocket and realized that she didn't have much money left. She didn't have the money to buy all of them, so she snatched the rattle-drum from Xue bonian and returned it to du wenluo.
