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The next night, Qiao Qisheng came back from swimming, went back to the house to change clothes, saw the clothes in the closet and immediately ran to the kitchen and asked, "Grandma, those clothes in my closet..."

Yan Hongjuan was cooking, and the smoke exhaust machine was buzzing, and she said loudly, "Your Auntie Yang came over to deliver the clothes just now."

Qiao Qisheng's face changed instantly: "Then you will accept it?"

Yan Hongjuan stir-fried a few times and turned off the fire to serve the dishes: "I don't accept it, but she insists on returning it, what do you ask me to do?"

Then he brought the dish over and put it in his hand: "Besides, I've given it away. What are you wearing?"

Qiao Qisheng held the plate in both hands, stared at the dishes inside without saying a word, put the plate on the dining table, took out a pair of scissors from the side drawer, and took out all the clothes in the closet when he returned home, cut off the tags, and threw them in the side.

When Yan Hongjuan brought out the last dish and called him to eat, he saw that he was sitting on the bed with a pair of scissors in his hand, and there were clothes tags scattered on the ground.

She hurried over to snatch the scissors, and slapped him lightly: "Tsk, you child, what are you doing?"

Just as she knelt down to pick up all the tags, Qiao Qisheng walked out from her side.

Yan Hongjuan quickly picked up the tag so that she could hold it in her hand and chase it out. She saw that he was trying desperately to eat the rice, as if he had never eaten in a few lifetimes.

She tapped the plate in front of her with her chopsticks a few times: "Eat slowly, it's all yours, no one will grab it from you."

Then put some pieces of saury in his bowl: "Eat more meat, be careful of thorns."

After a long time, Qiao Qisheng finally stopped his storm-like inhalation, put down his chopsticks, and wiped the oil from his mouth: "Grandma, why did you take the clothes away? We can buy them again."

"Of course grandma knows that we can buy again." Yan Hongjuan wiped his mouth with a piece of paper, "But have you ever thought that it's wrong for you to give presents like this?"

Qiao Qisheng was stunned for a moment: "Then what should I give?"

"Books? Chessboards? He doesn't like them."

"When you give a gift, you have to match what the person likes." Yan Hongjuan put a rib in his bowl, "Eat first, and grandma will tell you after the meal."

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After being reminded by his grandmother, Qiao Qisheng had an epiphany. That night, he went to a small shop and bought a baby elephant toy. It can squawk when you squeeze it lightly. will like it.

At least, Xia Lin would definitely not refuse such a small gift.

It was decided to give the presents the morning of the party at the swimming pool.

Early this morning, Qiao Qisheng went upstairs to look for him, knocked on the door a few times, and waited for a while before opening the door.

Xia Lin was pleasantly surprised to see the well-dressed Qiao Qisheng at the door, who looked different from usual, immediately laughed, and pulled him into the room: "Brother, come in quickly."

"Have you eaten yet? My mother is making breakfast and is drinking soy milk today." Xia Lin whispered in his ear mysteriously.

"I've eaten it." Qiao Qisheng patted his head, and took out the packaged elephant toy from behind, "This is for you."

Xia Lin took the small box and shook it in his ear: "What is this?"

"Open it and have a look." Qiao Qisheng said.

When Xia Lin violently unpacked the box, Yang Pingping came out from the kitchen, carrying several bowls: "Qisheng is here, have you had breakfast?"

Qiao Qisheng smiled: "Yes, Auntie, I have eaten."

"Sit down and eat some more. Drinking a bowl of soy milk is good for your health." Yang Pingping turned around and went back to the kitchen and took out another bowl. If you are skinny, you have to train every day, so what if you don’t eat more.”

As she said that, she also peeled an egg and handed it to Qiao Qisheng: "Here, eat the egg too, to nourish the brain."

Qiao Qisheng held the half-peeled egg in his hand and looked down: "Then I'll eat some more."

After eating and sending Qiao Qisheng away, Xia Lin ran to the kitchen and said to Yang Pingping, "Mom, can I go with brother Qisheng to the swimming pool party later?"

"Okay, if he agrees, you can go with him. Anyway, if you give away one, it's also a gift, and if you give two, it's also a gift." Yang Pingping wiped her hands, put the washed soymilk machine aside, and shouted, "Old Xia, I'll give you two later." Send them there, you wash the dishes."

Xia Chengguo came over with the packed dishes and chopsticks: "Don't worry, I will wash it if you don't tell me."

"No, Mom, I mean you don't need to send it off, I'll go with Brother Qisheng by myself." Xia Lin chased Yang Pingping and said.

"Ah?" Yang Pingping was drinking water and stopped for a while, "How can I do that, it's not safe."

"It's safe, brother Qisheng said, let's go by bus, it's only three stops." Xia Lin looked at her expectantly, wanting to get approval.

Yang Pingping thought for a while, then shook her head: "The New Year is coming soon, you two children are not safe, I will send you there."

"But..." Xia Lin continued to speak, but was interrupted by Yang Pingping.

Yang Pingping patted his head: "No, but, mom is thinking about your safety. When you get older, mom won't care about you."

"Okay then." Xia Lin pouted and walked aside, and began to pinch the baby elephant toy that Qiao Qisheng gave him.

"Chicka~chi...goo~chichi~"

Xia Lin was a little unhappy, but she couldn't say anything, so she could only pinch the elephant all the time, finally annoyed Yang Pingping, and rushed out of the toilet.

"What the hell, it's so noisy, Xia Lin, can't you have a quiet meeting?" Yang Pingping snatched the elephant from him, "Where did this come from?"

As a result, the force was too strong, and the little elephant made a sound of "吱...咚~", which startled Yang Pingping.

"Brother Qisheng gave it to me just now, saying it was a New Year's gift." Xia Lin's eyes were full of unconcealable joy when he spoke, "Brother Qisheng said, I'm one year older."

Yang Pingping was stunned for a moment, and returned the toy to him: "People have already given you gifts, do you want to give him something?"

After she finished speaking, she went back to the toilet and continued to wash.

Qiao Qisheng returned his clothes, but brought a small toy.

But if he retreats again, it will refute the child's intentions.

When she came out of the toilet, she saw that Xia Lin was holding a book in her hand. It was a picture book bought for him when school started. He treasured it very much and usually wouldn't let him read it: "Xia Lin, what are you doing with this?"

"Mom, tell me, I'll give this to my brother, okay? Will it be unsuitable for the little elephant?" Xia Lin took the picture book away from her chest and looked at it, then covered her chest again, "Mom?"

"Let mom take a look first, okay?" Yang Pingping was too curious about what Xia Lin usually drew in this picture book.

Xia Lin blinked a few times, hesitated for a moment, and shook her head: "Not good."

"Then if you don't show it to mom, how will mom know if she is worthy of a baby elephant?" Yang Pingping discussed and stretched out her hand.

After a while, Xia Lin handed over the drawing book: "That's just for one look."

After taking the picture book, Yang Pingping's eyes widened. She flipped through it for a long time, unable to believe it.

She asked in surprise: "Xia Lin, mother asked you, did you draw these by yourself?"

Xia Lin nodded: "Well, is it worthy of a baby elephant?"

Yang Pingping was a little overwhelmed with excitement, squatted down and hugged him: "Son, don't go learn to swim, let's draw, it's so good."

Xia Lin didn't know why, and pushed her away: "Then what mother means is that she is worthy of a baby elephant."

"Of course! My son's paintings are worthy of everything!" Yang Pingping said, "But let's not give this one away, how about giving someone else?"

Out of selfishness, Yang Pingping wanted to keep this painting book.

After all, it was Xia Lin's first picture book, and she wanted to keep it as a souvenir.

Moreover, Xia Lin, who has never learned to draw, can draw at this level, lifelike and lifelike, which is beyond the reach of others.

Seeing that she wanted to take it all by herself, Xia Lin quickly snatched the painting book back from her, and hugged it tightly: "I don't, I just give this as a gift."