By the time evening arrived, Aunt Hua Lei came over with her youngest son to see Yueyao.
Yueyao looked at the little boy dressed in clothes patched up in places. He was half a head taller than Brother Zheng, with dark skin and thick eyebrows. His looks were unremarkable but not unpleasant, just an ordinary-looking child. Standing next to Tingzheng, he would undoubtedly make Tingzheng appear even more handsome.
Yueyao spoke indifferently upon noticing the patches on the clothes, "Why are there still patches on the clothes?" One should wear their best attire when coming to see her, she thought; this must be an attempt to elicit sympathy.
Aunt Hua Lei was somewhat anxious, fearing Yueyao would look down on her son for his poor attire: "Miss, this is the hand-me-down from his second brother, who has outgrown them. After wearing them for so long, they became damaged, so we mended them."