She had been caring for him for several months, so why not continue? Was it the judgment of others? Or was it that the family couldn't afford it?
Having given birth, why not raise the child?
Faced with these questions, Xie Zhinuan couldn't find answers. She also didn't dare to idle. These clothes had to be washed and preserved, in hopes that one day, he might rely on these items to find his relatives.
After Xie Zhinuan had tidied everything up, she took a pattern, snip-snip, and cut out a simple outfit. She quickly sewed together a basic garment while the mute servant was feeding him porridge.
By the time Xie Zhinuan had finished the clothes, he had also eaten his fill.
He reached out for Xie Zhinuan to hold him.
"..."
Xie Zhinuan looked at him, he wasn't exactly fair and rosy, rather somewhat dark; likely from being placed under the sun often. Her heart softened, and she took him into her arms, dressing him in the clothes and pants, then folded a diaper.
