Sang Yu saw the clothes in the market and thought if they were in the twenty-first century, they'd probably be the trendy retro style.
But she didn't really like that style.
If only she could make them herself, but her sewing skills were average, at most she could sew up some tears.
Sang Yu wandered around for a long time and finally bought two shirts and two pairs of pants, one pair of dress pants, and a pair of slightly flared jeans.
"Fashion really is a cycle." Sang Yu looked at those blue slightly flared jeans,
She remembered before coming here the streets were full of flared jeans, and now it's the same.
Just as she was about to leave, something seemed to be happening ahead.
Sang Yu curiously stepped forward to take a look, and found a mother and daughter surrounded in the middle.
Both mother and daughter were wearing clothes full of patches, but they were still somewhat clean.
