He was going to buy vegetables now, and the pair of shoes on his feet were obviously too thin.
They felt like they could break at any moment.
After all, he had to run around outside all day.
The weather was cold now.
Ji Pianran couldn't bear to see him suffer from the cold.
She squeezed the shoes in her hand, then turned and walked out.
"Put on these shoes, they're warm."
Ji Pianran's craftsmanship was excellent, and although the shoes were homemade, they were no worse than the cotton shoes sold in the city.
Gu Chen's pupils shrank as he looked at the shoes in Ji Pianran's hands.
A trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.
"Are these... made for me?"
Ji Pianran nodded.
"Yes, change into them. You don't have to work today, and I'll mend these for you," she pointed to the shoes on his feet.
The little girl had seen the shoes her mother made, but she had never seen this pair!
Her eyes widened as if she had discovered a new continent.
"Daddy, they're so beautiful!"
