After Su Yunjin returned to the room, she quickly brought out a piece of silk fabric. The bright red silk was a very festive color, and the material was very comfortable, both soft and warm.
Aunt Song's daughter-in-law had given birth to a son just before the new year. The piece of fabric in Su Yunjin's hand was very suitable for making clothes for a few-month-old child.
"Auntie, this fabric is smooth and warm, take it back and make some clothes for the child to wear," Su Yunjin said as she stuffed the fabric into Aunt Song's hands.
Aunt Song knew quality when she saw it, and she could tell at a glance that the fabric Su Yunjin gave her was good stuff. Su Yunjin, after giving the fabric to Aunt Song, also said, "Auntie, there's one more thing I'd like to trouble you with."
Aunt Song, holding the fabric from Su Yunjin, said happily, "Yun-niang, why are you being so polite with auntie? Just tell auntie if you need anything. No need to stand on ceremony with auntie."
