He should have gone in to take a look...but he really couldn't stand the atmosphere and smell inside the hospital. He felt like vomiting every time he went in.
Just as his thoughts were in a mess, a little girl about five or six years old suddenly walked up to him and said with some embarrassment, "Hello, brother, can you do me a favor?"
Yang Feng turned his head to look at her: "What can I do for you?"
The little girl shrank her neck and pointed nervously and fearfully at the big tree opposite. She said weakly, "The balloon my mom just bought for me fell into the tree and can't get down. Can you please help me get it, brother?"
Yang Feng looked up in the direction of her finger and saw that there was indeed a Mickey Mouse-shaped balloon stuck in the middle of the tree.
He was a little puzzled: "It's just a balloon, can't you just ask your mother to buy you a new one?"
"No, no," the little girl shook her head repeatedly. "My mother would be angry if she knew. She would say I was wasting money and scold me..."
Yang Feng frowned as he looked at her timid appearance, muttering "What a trouble", but he still strode towards the big tree.
Fortunately, the place where the balloon was stuck was not very high. For someone with a tall stature and long legs like Yang Feng, he could just stand on tiptoe and raise his arm to get it.
He easily returned the balloon to the little girl. Listening to her happy thanks, Yang Feng couldn't help but ask, "Why are you here alone? Where's your mother?"
"Mom is taking my brother to a buffet," the little girl said, playing with the balloon intently. "Let me wait for them here first."
Yang Feng looked at her: "Then why don't you go?"
"My mom won't let me go," the little girl said. "She said I don't eat much, so it's not worth it to eat at a buffet. It's too wasteful. I might as well go home and eat steamed buns."
"...Your mother is really interesting." Yang Feng choked. Facing her eyes that were as clear as Xiaobao's, he couldn't bear to say the words that were on the tip of his tongue.
"Brother, are you trying to say that my mother favors boys over girls?" The little girl lowered her eyes and fiddled with the two ears of the balloon Mickey Mouse with her small hands. "Actually, many people have said that."
"But...what does it mean to favor boys over girls?"
Yang Feng thought for a moment and said calmly, "Favoring sons over daughters means that boys take the heavy things and girls take the light things."
"Really?" The little girl widened her eyes.
"Hmm," Yang Feng's expression softened for once, "When you get home, just throw all the heavy things to your brother. It's your mother's fault for favoring boys over girls."
The little girl grinned and giggled.
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