Zhou Xiaozheng watched as he smiled straightforwardly at everyone and then barged into the inner room. He didn't pay much attention and continued to sit there, listening to Mr. Cheng discuss biographies and their casual chatter.
If he knew that his daughter was busy rushing to make his jacket, he would have probably jumped up long ago, afraid that his precious daughter might hurt her hands or eyes.
Zhou Jiao saw him rush in, holding a package of fur, and her eyes brightened. Because her son was asleep, she walked slowly to Zhang Guoqing's side, "You found mink fur, that's impressive. Quickly put it on the table and let me see."
"I looked for a tailor, but they couldn't finish it by tomorrow. I had no choice but to bring it back for you to see. Can you handle the sewing now that you've finished your postpartum month? If not, I'll take the fabric and go to the village to find my second sister-in-law."
