To be fair, what Aunt Zhao said wasn't wrong. But still, taking so many things from the Zhao family without any real reason—Gu Zi couldn't help but feel uneasy about it. Yet Aunt Zhao insisted with such fervor that they had no choice but to accept it all in the end.
When they returned home, it was only just after one in the afternoon.
Since it was still early, Gu Zi decided that today was as good a day as any to take the whole family shopping for winter clothes. After all, the clothes they had brought from the south were laughably inadequate for a northern winter. The biting cold up here was on an entirely different level, and what passed for a down jacket down south was practically tissue paper up here.
