Qin Ruojing took a look, that thing was still very small, just barely noticeable, so she guessed, "Mom, is it a scarf for me?"
Qin's mother smiled and shook her head, "Nope."
"Gloves?"
"Wrong again, guess more."
Qin Ruojing guessed a few more times and couldn't figure it out. Qin's mother simply stopped teasing her, looked at Qin Ruojing's belly with a face full of anticipation and smiled, "You silly girl, why are you so dense? This is a sweater I'm knitting for my grandson."
Hearing her mother say this, Qin Ruojing blushed even more. She and Chu Ge hadn't even progressed in their relationship, and her mother was already hoping for a grandson.
"Mom, Chu Ge and I aren't even married yet, why are you in such a hurry to knit something like this?"
Qin's mother patted Qin Ruojing's hand and said with a loving smile, "Sooner or later I have to be prepared. I have nothing better to do, so making it early makes me happy too. How about it, do you like this color?"
