At this moment, I'm tidying up with my wife, old mother, and daughter and young son in the room.
We've brought in two wooden beds, a table, several wooden stools, and a wooden box to store things.
In addition, knowing the situation of the Zhao family, Mrs. Qi also brought over clothes worn by younger siblings and when Jin'er was small, as well as two semi-old blankets from home.
As for why not bring new ones, the saying "a small helping hand is appreciated, too much can breed resentment" is likely understood by everyone.
Upon seeing the two children, especially the frail and small Ji Xiang, Mrs. Qi and her mother-in-law felt a pang of heartache.
Their little neck looked as if it could be broken with just a slight effort.
They are the youngest children we've seen so far.
Had it not been for the children's timid demeanor, Mrs. Qi and old Mrs. Hua couldn't resist holding them in their arms.
