"Alright, I'll pick one."
Zhu Lihong took the lead and grabbed the handkerchief with a small butterfly. "I want this butterfly, it's beautiful."
The pattern wasn't big, but the butterfly's wings were dazzlingly colorful, reaching the pinnacle of beauty.
All these years, she had never seen such a beautiful butterfly.
Then, Ji Jian and the others each selected a handkerchief, their faces beaming with joy.
"So pretty."
If only they could embroider such beautiful patterns on clothes, it would be even more beautiful.
What a pity!
"When will you come next time?"
"I could come in winter."
After the autumn harvest, winter almost begins, and then the long time of hunkering down for winter starts. With or without her, it makes no difference.
She could even bring Wen's mother along then.
Thinking of this, Yi Chichi decided to discuss it with Wen Shi once Ji Jian and the others left.
