Li Yi shook his head expressionlessly, but inwardly he was screaming,
[Mommy, quickly take me away! I can see the dust on it! I'm just a baby, my body is still weak, I can't breathe in such thick dust.]
[Mom and Dad, Li Laosi is so shameless! He got this junk from who-knows-where and said he'd let me play with it. Does he think I'm stupid?]
[The four members of Fuqiang Minzhu have exquisite little slingshots, Li Fuyi has pretty flower ropes, but why is mine just a dirty and broken rattle drum? Parents, I reasonably suspect that Li Laosi is trying to annoy me.]
Upon hearing Li Yiyi's first words, Jiang Yuting automatically stepped back, just in time to avoid Li Laosi's rattle.
His hand froze in mid-air; for a moment, Li Laosi's kind expression was frozen.
"Fourth brother, I'm sorry, Yi Yi doesn't like this."
Jiang Yuting politely declined. Just as Li Laosi was about to respond, Li Laoda, seemingly oblivious, said...
"Fourth brother, take the rattle back! Let her play with it when you have children. My daughter doesn't like playing with dust."
"What kind of garbage is this? How dare they use it to annoy his daughter?" Old Li thought disdainfully.
[Dad, that was the game-winning shot! You were absolutely amazing!]
My father truly understands me.
Li Laosi's eyes widened. He looked at the rattle drum in his hand, scanned it for a moment, and then noticed a patch of dust that had been missed at the joint of the two ropes, which were covered in dark, grimy material.
Li Laoda and Jiang Yuting's words were still ringing in his ears. Li Laosi was so ashamed that he forced himself to finish a sentence before fleeing in panic.
"If Yi Yi doesn't like it, that's fine. I'll find her someone she likes next time."
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