A golden thread that didn't seem to reveal much, yet Song Ze still nodded, "It looks beautiful, very beautiful."
"You're just trying to flatter me." He didn't even know what looked good and what didn't, yet he said it looked good.
"What are you doing, Sister?" Song Ze asked with a face full of curiosity.
See, I didn't say anything, did I? Ye Ranran looked at him with an 'obviously' look in her eyes, "I'm embroidering a dragon, a golden dragon."
"Sister, you're so skilled, able to embroider a dragon."
Ye Ranran lifted her chin slightly, "Of course, my needlework is learned from Aunt Bao. Her mother was an embroideress, and she knows how to do it too. I just learned a bit from her when I was bored... But forget it, no point talking to you about this, you don't even recognize the people I'm talking about."
Aunt Bao went back later, and she had given her some money. She also called a few times afterward, but Aunt Bao couldn't answer because she was sick.
