The little sapling's eyes suddenly lit up, "What a surprise?"

Gu Junzhu said, "I'll give you a gift."

The little sapling was a little disappointed, "But dad has already given me many, many gifts."

"This time is different," Gu Junzhu said, "This gift is made for you by your parents."

They made it with their own hands

Ye Xingbei was stunned for a moment, then suddenly thought of what it was, and immediately couldn't laugh or cry.

It was obvious that she had itchy hands and wanted to make pottery, so she made eight pieces of ceramics. When Gu Junzhu came here, they were made by her own hands for the little saplings.

Sure enough, what the book said is right. I would rather believe that there are ghosts in the world than believe what a man says.

despise

After hearing from Gu Junzhu that he and Ye Xingbei made it themselves, the little sapling became interested.

He put his arms around Gu Junzhu's neck and asked expectantly, "Dad, what did you and mom do for me?"

"You'll know after you see it." Gu Junzhu carried him to the ground and stood up, "Dad, are you okay? Beibei and I will take Xiao Shumiao'er and Xiao Yue out for a walk."

"Let's go, let's go," Mr. Gu stood up, "It's rare for me to have some free time. I'll go play a few games of chess with your Uncle Xiang."

Gu Junzhu sent Mr. Gu to Mr. Xiang's house, and then he and Ye Xingbei took Xiao Shumiao'er and Ling Yue to the pottery studio.

The four Q-versions of a family of four that he helped Ye Xingbei make, and the four cups that Ye Xingbei made himself, were all taken out of the kiln and carefully stored in glass cabinets.

After they took out their order tickets, the staff took them to the exhibition cabinet.

Seeing the four Q-version pottery figures in the cabinet from a distance, the little sapling screamed happily, "Brother Xiaoyue, look, it's mom, dad, you and me."

He flipped his short legs upside down and ran to the cabinet as fast as he could. He looked up at the four little people, his eyes shining, "Dad, is that what you and mom made for me as a gift?"

"Yes," Gu Junzhu stood still behind him, "The pottery was made by my father, and the cup next to it was made by my mother. We have our names on the cup. Do you like it?"

The little sapling nodded like a chicken pecking at rice. "I like it. Dad, help me get it. I want to see it."

Gu Junzhu touched his little head and asked, "Do you still want to eat ice cream?"

"I won't eat it," said the little sapling firmly. "The little tree wants a gift, not ice cream."

"Good boy" Gu Junzhu smiled and took out the four Q-version villains and four cups from the display cabinet and placed them on the display stand next to them.

Xiao Shumiaoer pulled Ling Yue to sit down by the display table and looked at them one by one, "Brother Xiao Yue, look, this is you, this is dad, this is mom, this is me. I recognized him at a glance. I'm so awesome."

, right, brother Xiaoyue?"

Ling Yue nodded, "The little tree is so amazing."

Ye Xingbei ""

Those who are close to ink are black.

Her son's level of narcissism is comparable to that of Mr. Gu Wu.

It's hopeless

"Actually, Dad is the most powerful," the little sapling said admiringly. "It's because Dad pinches us so well that I can recognize us at a glance."

Ling Yue continued to nod, "Yes."

Ye Xingbei ""

Praise yourself first, then praise Gu Jun and chase her

Although the difficulty of the cup is low, she made it carefully

Doesn't she deserve a name?
Chapter completed!