"It's not expensive. This kind of wood is not valuable nowadays. If it weren't for its beautiful design, it wouldn't be worth much in exchange for food."
What Xu Qi said was indeed the truth. In this day and age when people can't even get enough to eat, who cares about these external things? No matter how valuable these woods were before, they would still be smashed into pieces and thrown into the recycling bin when the house was searched.
"Then I won't be polite." Song Tanglan really liked this wooden hairpin. Seeing that he looked indifferent, she happily accepted it.
I thought about how I used to use a stick or chopsticks to tie my hair in the summer. Now that I have this hairpin, I don’t have to go through the trouble of looking for a suitable stick.
You don't have to worry about your long black hair hanging down on your shoulders and getting hot.
When Song Tanglan traveled through time, she fell in love with the long black hair at first sight. Coupled with her pretty face, she was too lazy to even cut her bangs and just tied them up.
Su Tao often encouraged her to cut bangs and let her try other hairstyles, but she refused. She felt that she didn't want to have straight black hair.
She really couldn't do it like Su Tao. With thick bangs, her forehead would easily get heat rash in the summer.
Xu Qi was very happy to see her accept the wooden hairpin. Although the girl looked at her expression and seemed not to understand the meaning of her giving her the hairpin, he would be satisfied as long as she accepted it.
Seeing that it was getting late, the little girl was playing with the wooden hairpin happily. Thinking that there were still a lot of things waiting for him to deal with, he could only rub his forehead and say goodbye.
"I'm going back first. It's not safe recently, so it's better not to run around."
"Got it, thank you Brother Xu."
After seeing Xu Qi off, Song Tanglan quickly untied the rubber bands of the two braids, tied her hair with her skillful hands, turned her left hand and inserted the hairpin, shook her head, and found that it was still secure.
I felt the breeze blowing across my neck. It was refreshing and the heat dissipated a lot.
"Not bad, not bad. This hairpin is very good."
However, her good mood did not last long, because Mumu was picking up a stick on the ground and was about to put it in his mouth. Seeing this, Song Tanglan quickly reached out to stop him.
He dropped the stick in his hand and then picked him up.
Mumu's stick was suddenly taken away. Just as he was about to pout and cry, he was picked up.
But as a child, the more he thought about it, the more aggrieved he felt. Even when he was held, he still started crying.
"Alright, alright, stop crying. That stick is so dirty. You put everything in your mouth. Auntie will get you some dried sweet potatoes. Stop crying."
Song Tanglan was speechless as she watched Mumu crying madly. She quickly carried him into the room, opened the jar, took out some dried sweet potatoes, and handed them to him for him to chew.
Looking at Mumu, who had already grown several front teeth, and thinking of the bite he received some time ago, he suddenly felt pain in his hand.
The little guy looks small and chubby, but it hurts a lot when it bites.
I don’t know if it’s because I’m in the teething period, but I like to put anything I come across in my mouth and chew it.
Aunt Li said that he was in the teething period, so she made some dried sweet potatoes for him to grind his teeth.
As expected, Mumu stopped crying after taking the dried sweet potatoes. She quickly put the dried sweet potatoes into her mouth and bit them with tears in her eyes.
Song Tanglan put him on the straw mat and let him chew it there, listening to his babbling. She was so bored that she took out a book and started reading on the chair.
Song Tangcheng saw this scene when he came home from get off work. When Mumu saw him coming back, he stopped eating the dried sweet potatoes and threw them directly on the mat. He then used his hands and feet to quickly crawl to Song Tangcheng's side.
"Oh my! Whose little dirty doll is this? When I look closely, it looks so much like me!"
After teasing, he parked the bike, picked up Mumu, and brushed the dust off him.
"Second sister."
Song Tanglan leaned on his arm and watched her hugging Mumu and being intimate with her.
Song Tangcheng smiled and looked up at her younger sister reading a book, but when she looked closely, she quickly noticed that something was wrong with her today.
He sat beside her holding the little cub, looking at Song Tanglan with curiosity.
"Little sister, where did you get this hairpin? It's quite beautiful."
"It's very nice. Brother Xu gave it to me." Song Tanglan answered honestly when he heard her question, but he didn't even raise his head. He kept picking up the notebook and solving the problems in the exercise book.
When Song Tangcheng heard her answer, he kept staring at the hairpin with his eyes full of gossip. Thinking of Xu Qi's character, he nodded.
Xu Qi's family background is pretty good in all aspects. The family relationships are not complicated, and his younger brother and mother get along well. From this point of view, he is quite suitable for my younger sister.
But I remembered that Aunt Xu had wanted to match my younger sister with Xu Qi before, and had discussed this matter with her.
But she refused at that time. Neither of them showed any interest in each other. She was afraid that if she tried to match them up and they didn't end up together, it would be so awkward for them to meet each other.
I didn't expect that Xu Xiaozi, that block of wood, actually came to his senses and became so romantic that he knew how to give a wooden hairpin as a gift.
"This wooden hairpin is very beautiful, little sister. It seems you like it very much!"
"It's quite pretty. The rabbit carved on it is very vivid. It's just right that the weather is so hot now. With a wooden hairpin, I don't have to braid my hair, and I don't have to carry several sticks every day."
After Song Tanglan finished speaking, he happily tapped his nose with the pen cap, exuding laziness and comfort.
But Song Tangcheng carefully observed his little sister's expression and found that she didn't notice anything wrong with the wooden hairpin. Her face was full of the joy of a child who got candy.
Seeing this, I shook my head helplessly and couldn't help but sigh in my heart.
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