Chapter 63
Wen Dongnuan smiled, then looked at Wen Yuchen again, "What about Chenchen? Do you like the clothes my sister bought?"

"I like it." Wen Yuchen also nodded, but showed a worried look, "Sister, are they expensive?"

Wen Yuqing was originally happy to have new clothes to wear, but she couldn't help but feel worried.

Seeing the two skinny little radish heads looking at her with such eyes, Wen Dongnuan couldn't help sighing, and hugged the two of them into his arms and kissed them. These two children are really sensible. It hurts.

"It's not expensive, my sister can afford it. Don't worry about the money, my sister can make money now, as long as you grow up happily."

Wen Yuchen and Wen Yuqing heard the words, their eyes were slightly red, and they rubbed against Wen Dongnuan's arms, "Then sister, don't be too tired, we will grow up quickly and help my sister. We will earn a lot of money by then, Buy beautiful clothes for my sister, buy a lot of delicious food, and let my sister live in a big house."

In her previous life, her only relative was her grandfather, but her grandfather passed away when she was 16 years old, and she was alone for the next three years, and now she has another relative...

Wen Dongnuan rubbed the two little radish-headed cheeks, and endured the soreness at the tip of his nose, "Then sister is waiting for you to grow up."

After soothing the two little radish heads, Wen Dongnuan picked out the few feet of cloth specially bought for Mrs. Zhao and handed it to Mrs. Zhao.

"Is this for me?" Mrs. Zhao was taken aback for a moment, but didn't reach out to pick it up.

Wen Dongnuan nodded, "I don't know the size of the clothes my aunt is wearing. I was afraid that buying ready-made clothes would be inappropriate, so I bought cloth and came back, and I have to trouble my aunt to cut the clothes myself."

"This is impossible, my aunt can't accept it." Zhao quickly refused.

When she helped bring the cloth back to the house just now, she touched the cloth, and it was definitely not cheap.

"You're being polite to me if you don't accept it. If that's the case, then my brother and sister and I will definitely not dare to stay at my aunt's house to eat and drink anymore." Wen Dongnuan feigned anger.

"You child." Zhao's eyes turned red.

"Auntie, if you treat me well, I will naturally treat you well." Wen Dongnuan stuffed the cloth directly into Zhao's hands, and hugged her again.

"Auntie knows, Auntie knows, you are a good boy."

After comforting everyone, big and small, Wen Dongnuan was a little embarrassed holding the three-foot pale cloth.

"Dong Nuan, this piece of cloth..." Zhao asked.

She looked at the color of this cloth as a color that only men would wear, but the only man in the room was Wen Yuchen, but he was only three years old, so it was obviously inappropriate for him to be pale.

"Auntie, Brother Ye saved me twice and helped me a lot. I can't repay you. I just saw this piece of cloth at the cloth shop today, and I thought that this color must be suitable for Brother Ye, so I bought some. Come back and make a suit of clothes for Brother Ye, but my embroidery..."

Although she has inherited the original owner's memory, the original owner is still young, and her embroidery work can only be considered barely.

As for herself, she can only do simple sewing and mending. For example, it is no problem to make small clothes for herself, but it is too much for her to make a whole body of clothes directly.

"Auntie, why don't you teach me how to make clothes?" Since it was her gift to Brother Ye, naturally Aunt Zhao couldn't make it for her.

Although she can't, she can learn.

If you learn it, you will.

(End of this chapter)

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