The little girl kept running outside, and her mother finally realized something was wrong.

Iltana's visit took place a month after the New Year.

Their clothes were very flashy; at a glance, their black robes had embroidery in seven or eight different colors.

It's somewhat like the attire of dancer Yang Liping, with an embroidered hat on her head, a semi-circular shape perched on her head, decorated with turquoise and such, making it look like it weighs at least two pounds.

"Mom, you're all wearing hats." Zhou Xinya said abruptly after welcoming them in.

The implication was clear, but Sun Lifang pretended not to hear it.

As soon as Iltana entered, Zhou Xinya greeted her and gave her a brief introduction, behaving politely and gracefully, which seemed unlike her usual self.

This change is thanks to the private lessons I took.

After the Chinese New Year, Tong Beibei and her family returned home.

Mrs. Tong hired a private tutor to teach etiquette at home. Worried that her daughter was a quiet person who didn't like to express herself, she called Sun Lifang and asked, "Xinya, come and take the class with us too."

Having someone to keep you company means you can talk more.

Tong Beibei is extremely shy around strangers. When facing unfamiliar teachers, she acts like a wooden doll throughout the class, doing whatever the teacher says.

But when you ask her what she learned, she sits quietly to the side, looking at you timidly, unable to say anything.

"She's counting on her little fingers, and I think she's having even more trouble than I am." Mrs. Tong, unable to handle her daughter, could only turn to Sun Lifang for help, "Let's bring Yaya over to learn together, otherwise—"

“A class isn’t cheap, so we can’t just stare at her blankly.”

Throwing money into water might make a sound, but giving Tong Beibei a lesson would have absolutely no effect.

Upon hearing this, Sun Lifang asked, "How much does it cost? How many class hours are there, and how long does it last?"

Since we're going to have a class, let's calculate the cost first. It's not about the money itself, but about making the other person feel comfortable.

Sun Lifang was too lazy to accept favors from people who were good at social niceties; it was inconvenient to calculate them all.

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Tong was surprised. "You're talking about money? I haven't calculated how much money we have. We're friends, and asking for money when you come over to visit makes us feel distant."

Perhaps because she didn't have many friends before, Sun Lifang was particularly afraid of owing people money.

Zhou Xinya noticed her worried expression and offered her a suggestion, "It's okay, Mom. Next time you invite a teacher, just let Beibei come too, okay?"

That's the idea. Sun Lifang originally planned to hire a tutor to help with postpartum recovery after her confinement period, but after asking around, she found out that there are no professional private tutors these days.

Some are just regular physical education teachers who lead students in exercise.

Staying at home was boring, so after considering Zhou Xinya and Peilin's opinions, Sun Lifang decided to hire a badminton coach.

If we bring Beibei along, wouldn't that repay the favor?

When it comes to gift-giving, Sun Lifang is sometimes less as shrewd as Zhou Xinya.

"Aunt Tong wanted Beibei to not be shy and to interact more with the outside world. She wouldn't accept money from her."

Zhou Xinya had been listening intently ever since Sun Lifang made the phone call.

When Beibei is happy, Mrs. Tong is happy. This back-and-forth invitation to teachers is also a way for wealthy women to maintain their social connections.

They learned something, it promoted interaction among the children, and it deepened the bond between the adults of both families.

It's a win-win-win situation. Zhou Xinya only attended a few classes, but when she came back, her demeanor and walk were completely different.

In the past, whenever acquaintances came over, she would act like a crazy girl committing crimes, making a lot of noise.

Now he can stand calmly and confidently in front of Iltana, guiding the conversation.

In terms of appearance, he looks like a completely different person.

“It’s all thanks to the teacher’s excellent teaching,” Sun Lifang replied to Iltana’s praise. “Your daughter, Perrin, also has very good manners.”

Calm and composed, with a snake-like appearance, he looks aloof and not to be trifled with.

What's funny is that he often rolls around on the carpet with Zhou Xinya in private, laughing loudly. Their laughter can often be heard in Zhou Xinya's small living room.

Girls have to figure out and build their own social circles on their own.

Sun Lifang feels that her daughter is changing every day and is becoming more and more like a young lady.

In private, she's also a bit childish and cute.

For example, right now—

She leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Mom, can you take your hat off for a moment?"

Who wears a dark blue woolen hat at home?

As she spoke, she reached out to remove her "postpartum hat".

Sister Miao quickly grabbed her little hand, "Don't move, Mommy is in confinement after giving birth."

At first, Sun Lifang didn't expect that this woolen hat would stay with her for a month.

With the house warm and not going out, Sun Lifang had already chosen her "fashionable" outfits for the postpartum period.

Now, none of it will be needed.

A woolen hat and thick woolen pants—this outfit is incredibly tacky.

Sun Lifang only obtained her freedom of dress today because Iltana came to visit.

A thin fleece wool base dress, layered with a leather vest in the same color, separates the top and bottom, creating a defined waist while also concealing the still-recovering belly.

When receiving guests, the host should not dress too shabbily.

Of course, the influence of her daughter also played a role. Zhou Xinya's meticulous attention to detail, down to the last strand of her hair, directly determined that Sun Lifang, as her mother, could not let her down.

"The clothes are fine, but the hat is really—"

That's terrible.

The girl repeatedly tried to take off her hat, offering her opinions and criticisms.

But she always got caught. Sister Miao lowered her voice and advised, "This is to protect your head. If you catch a cold in the postpartum period, it won't be good for you when you're old."

As he spoke, he pulled his hat down even further.

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