Liang Yiyi returned home, and Ming Huixin immediately asked, "Yiyi, why did it take so long to get something? Did something happen?"
Liang Yiyi put the things on the coffee table and sat down on the sofa before saying, "Don't worry, Mom. What could have happened? I just ran into my aunt and her family at the gate. We chatted for a while and that delayed us for a while."
Ming Huixin asked hurriedly, "Are they giving you a hard time again?"
"Don't worry, Mom. I just said a few words. With someone as smart as Wang Haobing around, my aunt won't give me any trouble," Liang Yiyi said with a relaxed expression. "Mom, come and see. This is my birthday present for you. It's not worth much, but I made it myself. I hope you like it." She opened the box, revealing the foam-wrapped contents.
Ming Huixin was speechless now. She had been captivated by the gift Liang Yiyi had given her. Besides Liang Wenyu, who already knew the inside story, everyone else was also drawn in. Actually, the gift Liang Yiyi had given her was nothing special; just two handmade vases and two drinking cups. But what was remarkable was that Liang Yiyi had painted two different pictures on these foot-tall vases. One depicted a family dining at the dining table, the other a family watching TV in the living room. Both paintings featured everyone in the family, with Ming Huixin being the main character. The painting was so lifelike, it was as if a photograph had been pasted onto the vases. No, it was even more lifelike than a photograph.
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