Seeing Mu Yangling return home with a bag of millet, Shu Wanniang couldn't help but be surprised. "Why did you buy so much?"
"Since I have to buy it sooner or later, I'll feel at ease if I buy it earlier."
Mu Yangling put the things away. When she came out, she was stopped by Shu Wanniang. "I made clothes for you guys. Come and see if they fit."
"Mother, didn't Father forbid you from doing needlework? You're pregnant now. It's not good for your eyes."
Shu Wanniang only smiled and pulled her daughter over to try. "Your brother has already tried it. Come and try yours too. I'll see if there's anywhere that needs to be altered."
