Niu xueqin was stunned when she heard this.
She felt that her daughter had not brought so many rolls of cloth for them.
His originally fervent heart instantly became desolate.
Niu xueqin was very disappointed, but she couldn't say it out loud. She just smiled and said, ""Is that so? that's fine too. Anyway, he Hua is always idle at home. She only takes care of the child and cooks all day long. Why are you even calculating her salary? isn't this what she should do?"
Niu xueqin glanced at the Lotus as she spoke. She seemed to be complaining about the Lotus, but Bai wenjin knew that she was talking to her.
It meant that he Hua was her younger brother's wife, and it was her duty to help her make clothes. If she had any good things in the future, she should also bring them to her mother's house.
It seemed that Niu xueqin's idea was still there after such a long time.
