Upon hearing Jiang Xueluo’s words, Yiyi stopped speaking and turned back to smile at him, then ran off to join her mother.

Jiang Xueluo was momentarily dazzled by Yiyi’s smile; he hadn’t expected such a slender and small child to have such a radiant smile, one that naturally brought joy to others.

After the three returned home, Ding Yuejun invited Yiyi and Mo Shan to eat.

However, Yiyi couldn’t help but curiously ask, "Mom, did you finish embroidering the handkerchiefs?"

"Yes, they’re done."

Ding Yuejun took the three handkerchiefs from beside her and placed them in front of Yiyi, "Take a look, are they okay? I feel they could be better; it’s just that I haven’t embroidered in so long, my hands have gotten rusty."

Yiyi looked at the three exquisite handkerchiefs before her, her face full of delight as she said, "Mom, they’re already very beautiful, really wonderful."

In front of her were three handkerchiefs in fresh colors: two white and one pale pink. One white handkerchief had a small and intricate cloud pattern embroidered, the other had a complex peony, and the pale pink handkerchief had an adorably chubby little pig.

"Wow, this little pig is so cute. Grandma, is this handkerchief for me?"

Mo Shan fell in love with the pale pink handkerchief as soon as she saw it, and since she was born in the Year of the Pig, she instinctively felt it was meant for her.

Ding Yuejun nodded with a smile, "Yes, this handkerchief is for you."

"Wow... Grandma, I really like it."

Seeing how much her granddaughter liked it, Ding Yuejun felt very satisfied. "I’m glad you like it." Then she looked at Yiyi and said, "Choose one for yourself, and give the other one to your sister."

"Alright."

Yiyi ultimately chose the handkerchief with the cloud design, leaving the other one for Mo Xiaohong.

"Mom, your embroidery is really beautiful. I think if you sold them, someone would definitely buy them," Yiyi genuinely believed the three handkerchiefs were attractive; if she had extra money, she’d surely buy one.

Ding Yuejun was somewhat lacking in confidence.

"Really? Well, I think they’re just okay."

Her foster mother’s embroidery was truly stunning, especially her cheongsams, which were exceptionally splendid. Unfortunately, those days didn’t allow such activities, so her foster mother stopped making them and even destroyed all the silk and thread materials; hence she only learned 70%, plus she hadn’t practiced in years, making her work even less perfect.

"Grandma, they really look great." Mo Shan quickly praised from the side, her face full of admiration.

Listening to her daughter and granddaughter, Ding Yuejun gained some confidence. "Since that’s the case, I’ll go to the market tomorrow and buy some more plain handkerchiefs and embroider designs on them to try selling them."

"Mom, I’ll go with you to buy handkerchiefs tomorrow."

The next day, Ding Yuejun, together with her daughter and granddaughter, went to the market.

"I bought the handkerchiefs from this shop yesterday, let’s go in."

Hearing her mother’s words, Yiyi looked up and found it was a small commodity store.

Though she had gained some confidence, Ding Yuejun was still unsure if her embroideries would sell, so she only bought twenty handkerchiefs to test the waters. 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

The shopkeeper remembered Ding Yuejun since she had just bought handkerchiefs yesterday and was curious about why she bought so many, but didn’t ask.

Once the three left the small shop, Ding Yuejun led Yiyi and Mo Shan to the street, "Since we’re out, let’s buy some groceries before heading home."

Yiyi naturally had no objections, and the three chatted and laughed all the way to the market.

"Oh, isn’t this Yuejun and Yiyi? Are you here to buy groceries?"

As soon as the three arrived at the market, someone called to them. Turning around, they found it was Weng Taixiang.

"Little Grandma."

Yiyi had a good impression of Weng Taixiang, so even after leaving the Mo family, she cheerfully greeted her as Little Grandma.

"Oh... our Yiyi is still so well-behaved."

Seeing Ding Yuejun and Yiyi Mo Shan, who all seemed in good spirits, Weng Taixiang sighed in relief and asked, "Are you living in town now? Is life alright? If you’re facing difficulties, let me know. Although our family doesn’t have much, we have some savings, and I can lend you some for emergencies."

Weng Taixiang’s words deeply moved Ding Yuejun.

Even Yiyi felt grateful.

Lest one forget, Little Grandpa Mo Qichang’s family wasn’t wealthy, yet they were willing to lend their savings, showing their kindness.

"Little Grandma, we’re getting by, so no need to lend us money."

Weng Taixiang felt Yiyi was just acting strong, so she directly said to Ding Yuejun, "Yuejun, you have children to support, so don’t pretend. There’s nothing you can’t say to us."

Seeing Weng Taixiang like this, Ding Yuejun couldn’t help but smile.

"Auntie, what Yiyi said is true. We’re getting by, so really no need to borrow money. Besides, Xiaohong is now working, so we’ll surely be alright."

Hearing Ding Yuejun’s words, Weng Taixiang finally nodded in realization, "Oh yes, I forgot about Xiaohong. Heard she’s working at a food factory now, which is a decent place, and she earns a good bit each month." Speaking last, she breathed a sigh of relief, having initially been quite worried but now felt reassured.

However, mentioning Mo Xiaohong reminded Weng Taixiang of something.

"By the way, did you hear? Jiang Huirong is going to..."

Initially enthusiastic as Weng Taixiang was about to share the news, noticing Mo Shan’s innocent and soft face made her suddenly stop. "Ahem, now that Xiaohong and Jiang Huirong have divorced, there’s no point discussing it."

Ding Yuejun and Yiyi, taking Mo Shan into consideration, didn’t inquire further.

Instead, Mo Shan herself asked, "Little Grandmother, what’s my dad going to do?"

"Nothing, you’re just a child, don’t ask too much."

Mo Shan pouted and said, "I’m not that small anymore, I know a lot now. Little Grandma, were you going to say my dad’s bringing my little brother home?" Before Mo Xiaohong divorced Jiang Huirong, things were chaotic at home. Little Mo Shan had heard many things.

Upon hearing Mo Shan’s words, everyone felt silent.

They hadn’t expected Mo Shan, despite being so young, to know about these things, and their emotions were mixed.

Finally, it was Weng Taixiang who spat.

"That Jiang Huirong is no good, and for Shanshan to know his messy affairs so young. Shanshan wasn’t wrong; he is indeed bringing the boy home. In ten days, Jiang Huirong and that Widow Li are getting married. Though both divorced, they’ll have a lavish celebration, reportedly with several tables. It’s truly shameless."