"The child cried that day, and his eldest sister was so angry that she went home without even eating.
"I thought he was going to take his precious gourd right into his coffin!
"Today I was willing to give it a sunny day, but the sun really rose from the west."
Qingtian was holding the small gourd in her hand, tears were still hanging on her cheek, but the corners of her mouth had already begun to rise.
"Xiao Su, what is this?
"So beautiful, and so comfortable to touch!"
Ye Xianglei's gourd is not the kind of large gourd grown for eating or making gourds, but a variety of gourd specially cultivated by someone to produce ornamental gourds.
The largest gourd of this kind will not exceed the size of a human palm.
Ye Xianglei had previously exchanged this for the Jingbaleng from the owner of a cultural relics store in the city.
Then he learned it bit by bit by himself, and it took him more than two years. Now the small yellow gourd has been polished to a smooth and shiny state, and its jade-like texture is faintly revealed.
Before, his eldest sister's child came to play and somehow opened his box and fell in love with this gourd at first sight.
Although that kid has good vision, he actually doesn't understand these things at all. He just thinks they are new and the more you don't give them to him, the more he wants them.
If he gets his hands on any good thing, it will be torn apart in less than three days.
Ye Xianglei was naturally reluctant to do so and would rather make his elder sister angry and run away than agree.
But today, when he saw Qingtian crying pitifully, he didn't know what was wrong with him, and he wanted to find something to make her happy immediately.
After much thought, the only thing that is presentable and might be liked by children is this little gourd.
Sure enough, after Qingtian took the gourd, he immediately smiled and couldn't let it go.
But when Mrs. Ye heard what Ye Juan'er said, she knew that the gourd must be Ye Xianglei's favorite, so she hurriedly said to Qingtian, "Qingtian, return the gourd to your uncle quickly. This is his favorite thing, we can't take it."
Upon hearing this, although Qingtian felt a little reluctant, he immediately obediently reached out and wanted to return the gourd to Ye Xianglei.
"Sister-in-law, there's no reason to take back what you've given away." Ye Xianglei said, "Besides, it's just a gourd. Qingtian likes it more than anything else."
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