After Lu Wanwan was slightly startled, he remembered the scene where they spent the night at Li Yuanzhong and Tang Qiong's house on New Year's Eve, and couldn't help but smile.
...
Soon, Monday came.
At school, Wei Nian and Li Xiuqi, who received An An's gift, took advantage of the break to open the bag and take out the scarf.
An An introduced: "The little panda is for Xiu Qi, and the little fox is for Nian Nian."
"Oh! I like foxes! They are very smart!" Wei Nian said, eagerly shaking off his scarf and taking a look, a smile suddenly solidified on his face.
Li Xiuqi held the folded scarf with his left hand and slowly opened it to both sides with his other hand. After seeing the red panda printed on it, he couldn't put it down and said: "An'an, thank you for your gift, I like it too!"
An An scratched her head and said, "As long as you like it. In fact, I was responsible for going home and telling my mommy that she chose the pattern."
Hearing this, Li Xiuqi's eyes lit up and he quickly surrounded him.
Wei Nian pouted and said depressedly: "An'an, why is my scarf the same as my grandma's pickles? It's wrinkled!"
Li Xiu looked at the sound and showed a surprised expression. I have to say that the metaphor of Nian Nian is very vivid...
Seeing Wei Nian holding his shoulder, looking a little disappointed, Li Xiuqi couldn't help but raise his hand and touched the scarf he had just put on.
If his aunt hadn't chosen this scarf for him, he would have exchanged it with Niannian.
"Uh..." An An touched her nose and said awkwardly: "Nian Nian, he wanted me to tell you that he washed your towel with his own hands. He is a man and has strong hands. He could accidentally wash your scarf.
It’s been washed like this.”
"Him?" Wei Nian blinked and asked dully, "Are you talking about Uncle Li?"
An An nodded: "Yes, that's him."
"Oh my god!" Wei Nian's whole body was like Spartan!
She looked at the scarf in her hand that was wrinkled like pickles in disbelief and said, "Uncle Li actually washed my scarf with his own hands?!"
An An hurriedly said: "Really, he asked me to tell you, if you don't like it..."
"No! I like it very much!"
Wei Nian changed his speechless expression and rubbed his scarf with his red apple face, just like a kitten leaving a mark on its territory.
"I smell the fragrance. Uncle Li must have washed it for me very carefully! I won't wear it anymore! I want to take it home and treasure it!"
After finishing speaking, Wei Nian put the scarf back into the bag, held it in his arms, and ran back to his seat to find his schoolbag.
"Nian Nian her... Are you so excited?" An An tilted her head.
Li Xiuqi said softly: "As for it, Nian Nian has always admired my uncle, but Huaian, is this true?"
He couldn't imagine his uncle washing scarves for others.
"Half true and half false." In fact, An An didn't know very well. He only knew that when mommy handed him two scarves today, Li Jingchen asked him to tell Niannian this way.
Li Xiuqi asked: "What about this thing on my neck..."
An An said: "Don't worry, yours has been washed too. My mommy washed it for you personally. She was afraid that it would be unhygienic and make you sick."
After Li Xiuqi heard this, he lowered his eyes and said, "I understand."
*
The next evening, Li's house.
As soon as Lu Wanwan entered the door, he heard An An excitedly say: "Mommy, are you back?"