The time to move was getting close, Tang Yue was also particularly looking forward to it.
That day, Zhang Tingyu's mother brought over some fabric. It wasn't cotton but silky satin, with a beautiful pattern and a smooth touch, feeling exceptionally fine.
"Xiao Yue, I really liked the pajamas you made for me. This fabric was gifted to me by a friend, and I have no use for it myself. So I'm passing it on to you as a gesture of goodwill. Please don't despise it," Mrs. Zhang said with a smile, gentle and virtuous.
Ever since receiving the three sets of pajamas made by Tang Yue, she had been thinking about what to give as a thank-you gift.
Giving money would be too impersonal.
And giving food wouldn't be quite right either.
After some thought, Mrs. Zhang remembered some high-quality fabric she had received from a friend.
Tang Yue could sew, and this top-quality fabric would make the perfect thank-you gift.
