"Aunt, just go ahead and choose. I know how to make clothes of different styles. Don't worry," Qiao Mei said to Xia Fang.
Xia Fang did not reject the gesture anymore. She chose a few comfortable plain-colored fabrics and a few bright-colored ones for Qiao Mei. These were currently the most fashionable ones in the capital.
Qiao Mei should dress up and look pretty at her age. If not, did she want to wait until she was in her 70s or 80s to wear such pretty clothes?
After buying the fabrics, Xia Fang brought Qiao Mei to buy some fruits and pastries. She was concerned that Qiao Mei was usually home alone when she was at work. If Qiao Mei got hungry and felt too embarrassed to ask for help, went out to buy food and then ran into Qian'e and her family of lunatics, that would be a disaster.
She thought that it would be good to buy some pastries so that there was always something to eat at home.
