"No mistake!"
Wen's mother explained, "Chichi doesn't like this one with the trim."
Wen Shi, "??? But this looks nice! Much better than the black shoes."
Yi Chichi was worried about his sense of aesthetics and saw him about to persuade, "It's a girl's matter, don't interfere."
"Exactly, matters of us girls aren't for you guys to comment on."
Wen's mother supported assertively.
Wen Shi was silenced.
Alright, let the girls handle it, this man should just go chop wood.
Thus, the sound of chopping wood came from the yard.
Having tried on the shoes, Yi Chichi left him alone, and after putting the shoes away, said to Wen's mother, "Mom, let me make you some clothes to wear when it gets warmer."
"Have you finished that embroidery piece?"
"Almost done."
"Alright, make me something out of work cloth to wear while working, it's sturdy!"
Indeed, work cloth these days is the most durable and solid fabric.
