"Really?" Leng Zimo laughed, "Okay, then tell your uncle whether your new friend is a boy or a girl?"
"Of course it's a boy, and he can play the piano just like his uncle!"
"Okay, uncle knows, he will prepare an extra gift."
"I still have to call Uncle Zirui, so I'll hang up now. Goodbye, Uncle Zimo!"
The little girl hung up the phone neatly, and Leng Zimo put the phone back in his pocket, with a thoughtful expression on his face.
Qin Lan and Huangfu Ruo had already informed everyone of Qin Wanwan's birthday party, and Leng Zimo had naturally prepared the little princess's birthday gift.
Now I received a call from the little one. I heard that a boy wanted to celebrate his birthday with her, so he naturally wanted to prepare an extra gift.
But, what kind of gift should I give to a four-year-old boy?!
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Five days later, Beijing.
The Lincoln stopped in front of the villa. Mike opened the door first and Luo Xiaoqian got out of the car.
"This is it. The environment is not bad, right?" Mike raised his chin towards the small villa in front of him.
Luo Xiaoqian glanced at the two-story villa in front of her, her eyes swept across the lush mountains in the distance, and nodded gently, "The environment is good."
"As long as you like it. Although this is a suburb, it only takes more than 20 minutes to go to Momo Kindergarten by taking the expressway, and you can't drive. It's very convenient. There is a study room, piano room and three bedrooms upstairs. John can live in Momo
Next door, there are two bedrooms downstairs, and two cars can be parked in the garage. If you want to exercise in the morning, you can go through the woods over there and reach the lakeshore. The air and scenery are good..."
Mike introduced the situation here while taking her luggage out of the trunk of the taxi.
When the taxi left, John was already driving the car to pick up Mo Mo, who had returned home early, from kindergarten.
"Mother!"
When he saw Luo Xiaoqian, the little guy immediately jumped out of the car, ran over, threw himself into her arms, and kissed her on the face.
"Good son!" She kissed him back, put him on the ground, held his little hand and walked into the door. Luo Xiaoqian did not forget to ask, "How are you? Are you happy?"
"Yes!" the little guy agreed, while carefully taking out a neatly folded piece of paper from his pocket and sending it to her, "This is a gift for you. The teacher said that everyone's birthday is
It’s the most painful day for my mother, so I have to give her a gift on her birthday.”
John opened the door, and the mother and son walked into the living room together. Luo Xiaoqian carefully opened the paper in her hand, and saw a very cute color painting on the paper, with three little people on it.
"This is me, this is mom," Luo Jun pointed at the tallest figure with his little finger, "This is dad."
Unlike ordinary children who like to draw themselves in the middle, in Luo Jun's painting, the little person representing the mother is in the middle.
"Why did you draw your mother in the middle?" Luo Xiaoqian asked curiously.
"Because I want to protect my mother with my father." Luo Jun answered matter-of-factly.
Luo Xiaoqian felt warm in her heart. John had already sent a note to her, "This was given to me by the mother of Mo Mo's classmate. It has her home address and phone number on it."
After taking the note and looking at the address above, Luo Xiaoqian was shocked when she saw the three words "Huangfuluo" in front of the phone number left below.
