"I suppose so."
Mu Zhenzhen nodded lightly.
"As for this, I really don't have much experience," Madam Mu said, rubbing her chin in thought. "When your father and I were dating, we used to exchange gifts too, but we didn't have much money back then. The gifts were just some trivial little things. Times are different now. The things we had back then certainly wouldn't cut it today. You suddenly asking me this question, frankly, I'm not sure how to answer."
"Is that so?" Mu Zhenzhen lowered her head, looking slightly disappointed.
"But I think when giving gifts, it's better to give something practical. Look at the things Jiaqi gives you; they're all useful. The gift should show your thoughtfulness and also be practical. Ah, why don't you knit a sweater for Jiaqi yourself?"
"Knit a sweater?" Mu Zhenzhen looked at Madam Mu, a little taken aback. "But I don't know how."
She had never learned such things.
She had only used surgical needles, never touched a knitting needle.
