Lin Xiaoyan looked at her mother, "Mom, don't prepare that for me. Listen to what sister-in-law said, things are different now from before.
You can buy anything now, and the temperature in Sea City is higher than at home.
Besides, in winter with the heater on, there's no need for such thick quilts."
Lin Mu frowned, "If you don't need it, won't the cotton be wasted?"
Lin Xiaoyan quickly wrapped the dumplings, "What's wasted? Just give it to whoever needs it. My cousin hasn't married yet, and there's still my cousin brother."
Lin Mu listened to her daughter and shook her head. Such good cotton, she didn't want to give it away to others.
She had specially grown the cotton for her son's and daughter's weddings.
All that cotton was carefully selected by her.
However, Lin Mu looked at the big house, seeing them wearing thin clothes, and the quilts indoors were also thin down quilts.
