Shirley Zhong was not in the store. The store manager recognized Li Manjun and guessed that she was looking for Shirley Zhong and led them to the design area behind to find someone.
Nian Nian was anxious, so Li Manjun stopped and gave her an encouraging look.
Nian Nian looked at the flower decorations in the window, and then looked at the store manager's aunt with a gentle smile in front of him. The little man struggled in his heart for a long time, and finally plucked up the courage to ask: "Hua Hua, can I give it to Nian Nian?"
The store manager was surprised. A two-year-old child can speak so fluently?
As everyone knows, when I am alone at home, I can chat with the black cat Sheriff on the TV for a long time every year.
Nian Nian looked at the store manager aunt eagerly, waiting for a while but not getting her reaction, feeling a little frustrated.
But my father said that you need to be thick-skinned, so every year you don’t plan to give up.
She took two more steps forward and came to the store manager. She tentatively pulled up the store manager's skirt with her little hands, and said in a coquettish voice: "Money, here it is."
As he said that, he took out a dollar from the pocket of his suspender skirt, stood on tiptoes and handed it to the store manager.
Li Manjun was shocked. Where did the money in her daughter's pocket come from?
No need to think about it, the designation was given by Zhao Yong, an unreliable father!
But he gave her the money, but they never taught her how to pay for things every year. How did she learn?
Li Manjun looked at her daughter's behavior with curiosity and did not intend to stop it.
The store manager couldn't help but laugh. He pushed back the money that the little one in front of him had tried to hand over, and squatted down to tease her:
"So your name is Niannian?"
Nian Nian nodded, looking at the store manager aunt expectantly, and insisted on giving her money to buy beautiful flowers.
"Do you want the flowers in the window?" the store manager asked patiently.
Nian Nian immediately nodded and raised his hand to wipe his forehead, with a relaxed expression like Auntie, you finally understand what I want, which made the store manager smile.
"Let's go, Auntie will give you a flower. I don't want your money." The store manager stood up, waved to Nian Nian and followed him. He successfully got a purple flower and ran over happily to show it to his mother.
Li Manjun reminded her: "Auntie gave Nian Nian flowers, what did Nian Nian say?"
"Thank you!" Nian Nian said very loudly, well-behaved and sweet.
The store manager said you're welcome.
Holding the little purple flowers, Nian Nian held the escalator and walked up the stairs. After taking a few steps, he looked back at his mother and the store manager, and waved the little flowers in his hand. It was so beautiful.
When I came to the second floor of the design area, I said "Wow" every year. There were so many beautiful clothes.
Designers are creating on fake models, and the clothes of various colors are dizzying. Summer has not yet come, but the atmosphere is already there.
Shirley Chung was watching models rehearse in front of a temporary catwalk. She was wearing loose clothes and did not show her pregnancy at all. If she didn't say it, no one would know that she was pregnant.
Mrs. Qiu is not only responsible for adult models, but also child models.
The children did not have the same schedule, so they had to practice separately. Only four children came today.
One was relatively young, and walking back and forth on the catwalk made him feel bored. He wanted to leave, but his parents wouldn't let him, and he was losing his temper.
The remaining three are slightly older and are all girls. They are wearing the clothes they were trying on for the catwalk and are already walking in style.
Li Manjun came over with her daughter in hand. While she was just looking at Huahua, she was suddenly attracted by the dresses of the three young ladies on the stage.
When Shirley Zhong and Mrs. Qiu discovered the mother and daughter, they came over in surprise. Seeing that Nian Nian was fascinated, they moved lightly and did not disturb her.
It wasn't until the music stopped and the three girls stepped off the stage to take a rest that Nian Nian turned around and looked back.
Li Manjun rarely takes her daughter out. Seriously, this is the first time she has seen Shirley Zhong and Mrs. Qiu since she grew up.
I have no memory of my infancy, and I don’t recognize the two aunts year after year. I hugged my mother’s thigh and looked up at them curiously.
She is not afraid either, her big eyes are fluttering, her facial features are inherited from the best parts of her parents, her skin is white and tender, her cheeks are a little baby fat, and they are pink. There are two small knots tied on her head with red bows on them, like
doll.
The weather hasn't been that cold recently, so I was wearing a denim blue suspender skirt, a turtleneck white sweater underneath, white pantyhose, and a pair of small red leather shoes.
Shirley Zhong looked at these mini leather shoes and felt her heart being hit.
How come there are such small leather shoes? They are no bigger than her palm. They are so cute!
Shirley Zhong bent down in front of Niannian, and Yu Jieyin suddenly raised her eyebrows, fearing to scare the pinky girl, "Xiao Niannian, do you still know Auntie?"
Nian Nian shook his head honestly and looked up at his mother in confusion.
Li Manjun introduced the two of them with a smile and taught her daughter how to call people.
A little shy "Auntie" made Shirley Zhong and Mrs. Qiu so sweet that they almost fainted.
"Li Manjun, how could a strong woman like you have such a soft daughter!" Mrs. Qiu felt that the world was so unfair, why didn't she have such a lovely daughter?
Li Manjun held her daughter in her arms and sneered proudly: "I want you to give birth to her by yourself."
Mrs. Qiu suddenly choked. She really wanted to give birth, but at their old Qiu's age, there was nothing she could do!
Shirley Zhong brought a beautiful little dress and coaxed Nian Nian to ask her if she wanted to wear it.
Every year, she immediately threw away the little flowers in her hands and followed her to the dressing room to change into a beautiful little skirt.
Li Manjun found an empty chair and sat down, watching Mrs. Qiu guide her daughter down the catwalk.
When the music started, Nian Nian obviously panicked, but seeing that her mother was still in the audience, she steadied herself and followed Mrs. Qiu on the catwalk, playing it like a game, jumping up and down as she pleased.
No matter how she goes, Mrs. Qiu always encourages her by saying that she is great and makes her happy every year. She likes people to praise her most.
I walked on the catwalk like this for half an hour. When I got tired, I stopped on the catwalk and stretched out my hand to beg my mother for a hug.
Shirley Chung and Mrs. Qiu were both surprised that she could walk for half an hour, and she was not afraid of the sound of music. After a few more trainings, she would have no problem getting on stage.
But when Li Manjun picked up her tired daughter and asked her if she would come tomorrow, she shook her head every year.
The novelty wore off and she already felt tired.
Mrs. Qiu couldn't bear to part with this cute little model. She pointed at the beautiful skirt Nian Nian was wearing and asked:
"Do you still want to wear beautiful clothes every year? If you come to Auntie's place, you can wear many beautiful dresses."
Every year, she likes to watch her mother put on makeup and hair. She also wants to try it when Li Manjun puts on lipstick. Li Manjun puts a little bit on her eyebrows, and she can look pretty in front of the mirror for a long time.
The same goes for clothes. I like bright colors and can't resist shiny things.
The little girl loves beauty. She looked down at the blue gauze skirt on her body and showed a tangled expression.
Mrs. Qiu saw the show and went to get several pieces of children's clothing. Nian Nian was immediately mesmerized.
Shirley Zhong asked her: "Then we will come to my aunt's place to play tomorrow every year. Can we wear beautiful clothes together?"
"Okay!" He said firmly.
Little girls who love beauty, take the bait right away.
