Chapter 142 Mao Mao's Ring Toss
Mao Mao said she wanted to hit the bullseye every time, so Lou Fengju demonstrated that she could hit the bullseye every time.
Wherever her little finger points, the circle fits perfectly.
Before they had even finished using all ten rings, everyone was already holding a toy in their arms.
On the contrary, the stall owner's face turned almost green.
Seeing that everyone was holding toys, Mao Mao shook her head: "Mao Mao doesn't want any."
"You don't want it anymore?"
Lou Fengju glanced at the remaining rings in his hand and coaxed, "Mao Mao, do you want to play?"
"hold head high?"
Mao Mao's eyes lit up: "Mao Mao wants it!"
I've only seen others play it, but I haven't played it yet!
She struggled out of her brother's arms and fell to the ground with a thud.
Lou Fengju gave her the remaining rings, and imitating her brother, Mao Mao confidently tossed them forward casually—
The little girl was too weak; the hoop landed on the ground, almost within reach, not even reaching the front row.
Mao Mao was stunned.
The four older brothers in the back row clapped in unison, praising her one after another: "Mao Mao is really amazing."
"Mao Mao is amazing."
"The arc of that lap was perfectly executed."
"Mao Mao, throw one more!"
Zhang Jingshu: "..."
She watched as the little girl lost herself in the praise, her head held high, radiating confidence.
Well, as long as Mao Mao is happy.
One after another, the remaining hoops were quickly discarded.
But Lou Fengju was always right, while Mao Mao missed every single shot.
Zhang Jingsen hugged the toy that Brother Lou had given him and comforted him, "It's okay, little Mao Mao. Before you came, I had already tried hundreds of toy rings and hadn't won a single one."
Mao Mao blinked and looked at him with sympathy: "Brother Sen Sen, you're so unlucky."
Zhang Jingsen: "..."
Zhang Jingsen stammered, "Little Mao Mao, you...you didn't get it either!"
As he finished speaking, Mao Mao threw out the last ring in her hand.
The ring landed on the ground, but instead of falling down immediately, it spun around once before landing with a thud.
It falls perfectly onto a Chinese knot, encircling it in the center.
"Wow!" Mao Mao's eyes widened in surprise: "Mao Mao got it!"
The older brothers behind him burst into excited praise.
"That's fantastic, Mao Mao!"
"You're amazing!"
"As expected of my sister!"
Zhang Jingsen: "..."
Zhang Jingshu patted her younger brother's head again: "See? Everyone says you have bad luck."
Zhang Jingsen: "...Waaah."
The stall owner handed over the Chinese knot from the mortise and tenon set, forcing an awkward smile: "Little sister, you and your brother are really amazing."
"Thank you, Uncle."
Mao Mao said politely, "Uncle, Happy New Year... um... um..."
Mao Mao couldn't think of anything else.
She turned to her brother for help. "Brother, how do you say auspicious words?"
Lou Yansui patted her head: "Mao Mao, you can say 'Congratulations on getting rich'."
"oh!"
Mao Mao turned back happily: "Uncle, congratulations on your fortune!"
Even though you've lost a lot of goods during the Lunar New Year, having a cute and adorable little girl wish you a Happy New Year makes all your resentment disappear.
The stall owner smiled and replied, "You too, young lady, Happy New Year!"
"Thank you, Uncle. Goodbye, Uncle!"
Mao Mao waved her little hand at him, and then stretched out her little hand to her older brother.
Lou Fengju picked her up again, and the Chinese knot in Mao Mao's hand also fell into his arms.
Lou Fengju raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Mao Mao?"
"Give it to my brother." Mao Mao said happily, "My brother gave me a toy set, so I'll give the one I set to my brother too."
Lou Fengju's heart softened.
Before he could say anything, his three other brothers stepped forward, not to be outdone.
"Mao Mao, I also want the gift you gave me."
"It's too biased to give it to the eldest brother alone."
"Mao Mao, I'm the one who caught your little pig! How can you only give it to your older brother and not mine?"
Mao Mao was stunned.
But Mao Mao only had one gift, which had already been given away, and there was no second one available.
Mao Mao looked at the three large faces approaching and pursed her lips: "Oh dear..."
Lou Fengju hugged his little sister in his arms, pushed his other brothers aside with his shoulder, and said righteously, "I am Mao Mao's favorite brother, so of course you are given to me."
"Brother, this isn't fair!"
"I'm the one Mao Mao likes the most!"
But where is fairness to be found between brothers?
Especially in front of my younger sister, how can I be number one if I don't compete or fight for her?
Just then, the sound of gongs and drums came from not far away, indicating that a lion dance performance was about to begin.
Lou Fengju, a smug smile on his lips, strode towards the lions with his younger sister in his arms: "Come on, Mao Mao, let's go see the lions."
Sitting in her brother's lap, Mao Mao kicked her little feet and cheered, "Look at the lion!"
A group of people quickly followed.
A large crowd had already gathered before the lion dance performance, all there to watch the spectacle.
They arrived too late to squeeze in. But it didn't matter; the older brothers were tall and had long legs, so even standing at the back of the crowd, they had a height advantage and could see over the heads of the audience in front of them to see the performance.
"Mao Mao, can you see?" Lou Fengju asked his younger sister in his arms.
Without waiting for his sister's reply, he lifted her high into the air.
Suddenly, Mao Mao's field of vision rose, and all at once, she could see many dark heads.
She sat on her brother's broad shoulders, supporting his head, and looked at the scene before her with amazement. Sitting high up, she could see very far, and could take in the lion dance performance in the arena without any obstruction.
Lou Fengju then asked, "How about this? Do you see it clearly now?"
"Brother, look clearly!" Mao Mao answered loudly, "Mao Mao can see it very clearly, I even saw the little lion!"
"That's good."
Lou Feng held her younger sister's little feet firmly with both hands to prevent her from falling down due to excessive excitement.
Upon hearing the name "little lion," Zhang Jingsen immediately looked around.
But he was small and short, so he could only see the adults' legs.
Zhang Jingsen looked up at Mao Mao and her brothers with envy.
How wonderful! He also wished he could sit high up like his little sister Mao Mao, so he could see the little lions over there at a glance. If only he had an older brother too.
He turned his head and looked at his sister with longing.
Although he doesn't have an older brother, he does have an older sister!
Zhang Jingshu: "..."
Zhang Jingshu turned his head back and said coldly, "Don't even think about it."
"elder sister……"
"I can't do it."
"But……"
"Do you want to see the lion dance? If not, I'll take you home."
"...Waaah, look."
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