She was at least an aunt after all, and Ye Qinghua had often helped her with meals and medicine when she was unwell. Besides, it wasn't expensive, so she took it home to cheer up the children.
She had thought about going to the Jewelry Shop across the street to buy something better, but she was afraid of startling her family.
Anyway, there was plenty of time ahead of her, and she had to let her money trickle out slowly.
Ye Jiu paid the money, and Old Man Ye just thought his daughter had grown up and knew how to appreciate beauty, and since the family was no longer short of cash and the business had flourished thanks to her, he didn't make any comment.
Since they hadn't brought any baskets, the bead flower had to be kept in her pocket.
Ye Jiu, holding on to Old Man Ye, wandered down the street, her gaze not missing a single shop on either side.
She found it—her eyes lit up—the fabric store should have ready-made clothes for sale.