Mrs. He's words were casual, but there was a faint hint of fatigue beneath her eyes, clearly due to staying up all night.
Zhuang Qingning noticed this and felt warmth in her heart. She held up the clothes against her body and said, "Auntie, your skills are impeccable. The clothes fit perfectly, both in size and shape."
"As long as you don't mind the thick stitches." Mrs. He, praised by Zhuang Qingning, had a face full of smiles. She then took out several small cloth bags. "These are vegetable seeds from our home. You can plant them as you see fit."
"These garlic bulbs can be planted now. In a few days, we would be able to eat garlic sprouts. Whatever else you need, vegetables seeds or sprouts, just let me know."
"Thank you, Auntie." Zhuang Qingning and Zhuang Qingsui said in unison.
"Why be so formal with your Auntie?" Mrs. He laughed. "I can't really help you guys much; these are small things I can do. The more you thank me, the more embarrassed I become."
