Lu Xixin guessed the most about dolls, followed by Lego. After all, four-and-a-half-year-old boys don't know how to think from others' perspective. The gifts they give to others are usually what they like, rather than considering the preferences of the recipient. .
In addition, the pink box was small and exquisite, so Lu Xixin thought it was a small toy.
However, after opening it, I was really surprised.
It is actually a piece of mutton-fat white jade in the shape of a kitten's paw. The tentacles are delicate, warm, translucent and pure. The shape of the cat's claw is plump and cute, lifelike, and just like the real thing.
Use your fingertips to rub and stroke, as if you are touching real little claws.
She pinched the cat's paw and looked through it, and found a green bead tied to the rope above, with words on it.
——Miao Miao.
Just seeing the cat's claws, Lu Xixin had no special reaction, but when she saw the word Miao Miao, she was completely confused.
How could it be such a coincidence?
When she was seven or eight years old, she once had a fat cat named Miaomiao!
Shen Nianxi is a sensitive, sensitive and attentive child. Ever since Lu Xixin opened the gift box, he has been staring at her nervously, his beautiful phoenix eyes unblinking.
When he saw Lu Xixin's slightly frowning brows, he could still hold it back, but when Lu Xixin held the beads in his hands and remained silent for a long time.
He finally couldn't control it anymore.
Doesn't Sister Xixin like it? The corners of Shen Nianxi's mouth were twitching, and his two chubby hands were clenched tightly in displeasure, and he was about to break down.
"What's wrong?" Lu Xixin noticed his moodiness, turned to look at him, and touched his little head.
It was okay not to ask at first, but when asked, Shen Nianxi was immediately defeated, his chest heaved violently, and tears fell down: "Don't you like it?"
Lu Xixin had never seen a child cry before, so he was at a loss. She quickly held the little boy in her arms, wiped his tears with a tissue, and kept saying: "I like it, how can I not like it? What did Nian Xi give me?" like it all."
Shen Nianxi's little head was buried in Lu Xixin's arms. After hearing what she said, he pulled out his head with difficulty, raised his little face, and said seriously: "This gift is not good. I will give a better gift to Sister Xixin in the future." .”
"How could it be bad?" Lu Xixin hugged the little boy and shook it, "I like it best."
Shen Nianxi lowered his head and insisted: "No, this gift is not good."
A child at such a young age knows how to keep his mouth shut. He promised his father that he would not tell Sister Xixin that his father had chosen this gift, so he refused to say anything.
Even if Sister Xixin didn't like the gift, he cried sadly but did not tell the truth.
Lu Xixin felt extremely uncomfortable when the little boy cried. She repeatedly promised that she liked this gift very much and would definitely carry it with her.
Shen Nianxi burst into tears and smiled.
After crying, the little boy turned into a little cat. Lu Xixin took him to the room upstairs to wash his face and change clothes.
Aunt Wang heard the noise and hurried over to take Shen Nianxi over to wash her face.
But Shen Nianxi clung to Lu Xixin and refused to let go.
Lu Xixin smiled at Aunt Wang: "I'll do it."
Aunt Wang's face was full of embarrassment: "It's really troublesome for Miss Lu."
Arriving at Shen Nianxi's room on the second floor, Lu Xixin helped him take off his coat, wearing only a small white T-shirt, and then led him to the bathroom to wash his face and hands.