Xia He suddenly remembered why she had come over. She turned to Qiao Mei and said, "Do you still have any of Xia Xing's clothes from when she was younger? If you don't need them anymore, give them to me."
"Why? Does Brother-in-law curb your spending?" Qiao Mei asked.
"The baby grows up too quickly. She outgrows her clothes after just two months. It's such a waste of money. I don't have the skills that you and Mother have. I don't know how to do needlework, so I can only eye your Xia Xing's old clothes," Xia He said.
"Sure. I've already asked Sister Feng to pack them together. We even found clothes which Xia Xing has never worn before," Qiao Mei said.
"How can you be so good at predicting things? How do you know that I will come and ask you for clothes?" Xia He asked curiously.
