Mrs. He's expression was somewhat unnatural, and finally, she directly said, "It doesn't matter who it's for, it's definitely not for you."
Seeing Mrs. He still acting awkward, Ye Jiu suddenly rushed over and snatched the clothes from her hands, "I don't care, the clothes Mom makes can only be worn by me, I don't want Mom to make clothes for others."
Ye Jiu pouted, his eyes red with tears, and his domineering appearance made her heart ache, and tears followed uncontrollably.
Wiping her eyes with her sleeve, Mrs. He sobbed, "You child, why can't you understand? Life in the capital city would be better for you. Staying in this countryside with us for your whole life, what prospects could you have?"
