The more she looked at the fabric, the more she liked it. "Xiao Family's wife, I heard from the Old Lady of Zhu Family that your handicraft is poor. But the workmanship on this outfit of yours is good; you couldn't have made it. Did Chuan help you make it? I heard that among the Xiao Family's men, only Chuan knows embroidery, and he does it quite well."
"No," she said, "This is a ready-made outfit. Third Brother did help me make clothes, but he's been sick and resting these past few days, so the clothes he was making are left unfinished." It was like that in poor villages - buying a new outfit could make people envious.
However, she also felt good wearing new clothes, especially since her previous attire was like a beggar's.
"So apart from this new outfit, Chuan has also helped you make clothes..." Ding Er's wife was envious after hearing this, "I haven't had new clothes for a long time. Your husband is better, willing to buy for you..."
Qingyue smiled.
