"Pretty, eh? I knitted this," Mrs. Mo beamed, "and those little shoes were knitted by your mom."
"The shoes are so cute!" Chu Jin picked up the shoes and said with a gentle smile, "Both of you moms, you should teach me sometime."
"Like you could learn something like this," Zhao Yan said while knitting a sweater, "not many young people nowadays can knit anymore."
Mrs. Mo agreed, "Times have changed. You can buy these things in stores now, so not many people learn anymore."
Zhao Yan nodded in agreement.
"Mom, I had no idea you were into this stuff." Mo Zhixuan sat down on the couch, his eyes flashing with disbelief.
In the past, Mo Zhixuan had never seen Mrs. Mo dealing with such things herself.
Mrs. Mo looked at Mo Zhixuan with a smile, "Your mom knows many things; you'll gradually find out."
"Jin, you went for a prenatal checkup yesterday, didn't you? What did the doctor say?" Zhao Yan looked up at Chu Jin.