Mother Zhang took the clothes from Mai Miao's hands, examined the stitches, and praised Lin Lishan, "Look at these stitches, they really are not just for bragging. They're as if sewn by a sewing machine. We didn't know Jiao Jiao had such skills. We've only heard that she can embroider, making it look real—this child really knows her craft."
Lin Lishan nodded continuously; this craftsmanship is truly impressive. If she wasn't in confinement, she would have wanted Jiao Jiao to make her one to take back for her grandmother to see. Her family's Jiao Jiao does everything beautifully.
"Jiao Jiao, we're all done. How about using this extra red floral fabric to make coats for the two little girls? You cut out a nice design and let your second sister-in-law sew it up. I'll go get the cotton." With that, Lin Lishan handed a large piece of floral fabric to Zhou Jiao and went to fetch the cotton from the box.
