After the serious matters were discussed, Xia Dongxue thought of her niece who had gone to the countryside. "I've got quite a bit of wool yarn. Take some back with you to knit a sweater and trousers for Wenhui, then send them to her."
"You keep it for Wen Yue. When she left, I gave her a set of cotton clothes. In a few days, I'll gather some more cotton and make her another set to send so she can alternate."
"Take some of the wool yarn. I specifically bought her share. I also happen to have a few cotton coupons, so take them all."
Shi Jingfang was about to refuse, but then heard Xia Dongxue say, "It gets cold early in the Northeast. It's better to make them and send them off early for peace of mind."
A child is a mother's soft spot. Since Xia Dongxue had put it that way, Shi Jingfang no longer refused. "Then thank you, Eldest Sister-in-law."
"No need to be so polite with me."
"Is Wen Yue getting used to the cultural troupe now?"
