A round, chubby little creature darted around the room, searching for a place to hide.
Just as he finally decided to hide the red envelope in his little pillow and breathed a sigh of relief, he suddenly heard a familiar snicker.
Is it fun to hide other people's things?
The little dumpling paused for a moment, then immediately declared confidently, "How can a child say it's hidden? Besides, it's mine to begin with!"
The adult Fu Weidong hummed a few times: "But you are me, and I am you, so this is mine too. Since there are two copies now, naturally we should each have one."
He began to try to wrest control of his body from the little dumpling. The little dumpling panicked and could only say angrily, "Here you go... I'll put it away for you."
Fu Weidong, now an adult, finally calmed down.
He hadn't said a word, and the little boy, still a bit uneasy, couldn't help but ask curiously, "What's wrong?"
The adult Fu Weidong then spoke up fiercely: "This is also my first time receiving a New Year's red envelope. Can you calm down and sort out your strange feelings...?"
The little dumpling pouted, but then seemed to have found common ground: "You're receiving this for the first time too? Me too, I'm so happy..."
As he spoke, he couldn't help but hug the red envelope and rub his cheeks with delight.
A moment later, a look of struggle appeared on his face, but his eyes quickly changed, and his body was taken over by his adult self.
"You bad guy! I already agreed, and you still did this. I'll never listen to you again!"
The little dumpling said she was very angry.
The adult Fu Weidong ignored him, his hand covering the red envelopes scattered on the bed. So this is what it feels like to receive New Year's red envelopes...
She glanced at her short, clumsy hands with disdain, then took out a pillow, placed one of the pillows on one side, and told the little dumpling directly: "This pillow has two sides. One side is yours, and this side is mine. From now on, every year's red envelopes will be like this. You're not allowed to hide my things anymore... If you agree, I'll give my body back to you."
Compared to before, when they would switch roles when faced with intense emotions, they have now gradually grasped the pattern. The little dumpling thought about it carefully and, since it seemed like there was no disadvantage to her, she agreed.
It stretched out its little paws, realized it had taken control of its body, grabbed the pillow, flipped it over, and took over the other side.
The two of them really are...
Extremely childish.
Fan Xiaofan had just returned from taking out the trash when she saw Fu Weidong clutching his small pillow tightly. She looked at him curiously and asked, "Why are you hugging your pillow?"
The little dumpling chuckled, put his pillow away, jumped off his little bed, and tugged at Fan Xiaofan's sleeve, saying, "Will you give me a red envelope every year from now on, sister?"
Fan Xiaofan couldn't help but laugh: "Of course..."
The little dumpling looked at Fan Xiaofan with some distress: "But I don't have any gifts to give to my sister."
As for that heartfelt letter, that was just something he used to get rid of Shi Lingheng. Hmph, why bother with sincerity when dealing with a devil? A perfunctory response is enough...
I had no idea that the letter that moved me even a little was just a perfunctory product of my nephew.
"Your constant presence by my side is the greatest gift I could receive..."
Sweet words flowed effortlessly from her lips, and the little dumpling, who fell for them immediately, patted her chest and agreed.
I feel like I'm very important.
After tidying up the house, the siblings went to the cafeteria for lunch. When Fan Xiaofan got her food, she was surprised to find that the head chef was limiting the supply of braised pork that day, and her eyes widened in astonishment...
She, who was used to potatoes and cabbage, was starting to panic...
What's going on here?
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