"What's wrong, child, why are your hands so cold?" Grandma Shen's entire attention was on her eldest granddaughter, touching her hands with concern, "Look at you, what are you wearing? You even came to pick us up wearing your military uniform, definitely trying to save money and unwilling to buy clothes."
"No, no, I'm just used to wearing the uniform." Shen Jiayin didn't want to worry the old lady, she turned back and smiled at her.
Standing behind the old lady and receiving her cold shoulder, Shen Jiahui raised her head, and upon seeing Shen Jiayin's smiling face and that military uniform cinched with a belt, she looked so full of spirit, as striking as a verdant green shoot, drawing the attention of many around.
Simply donning a military uniform elevates a woman's class.
