Yan Xiaoqi never expected that General Yan, whom he thought was his savior, did not save him. Instead, he took his father and his brothers to the study room with a sand table.
General Yan promised to return it in two hours, but it was useless. Yan Xiaoqi fell asleep on the sand table and refused to get up. No one could take his sand table away. It was his, his.
Yan Feng was so angry that he wanted to pick up his son, swing his arms and slap him on the butt a few times.
General Yan continued to promise and asked his aunt to prepare another gift for Xiaoqi. Yan Xiaoqi hesitated for a while and asked hesitantly: "Then, can you return it to me in two hours?"
"Yes." Yan Gui answered affirmatively.
Yan Feng behind him had his mouth twitching, his hands itching and he really wanted to beat someone up.
Yan Xiaoqi decisively climbed up from the sand table and took the initiative to hand over all the wooden objects he had collected, including flags, wooden horses, military tents, figurines, etc.
He felt that he could fight with his father and brothers for this sand table. As for General Yan, forget it, he couldn't afford to offend him. Besides, General Yan also promised to go to his aunt to ask for another gift for him.
Yan Xiaoqi, who inexplicably felt that he had made a profit, waited eagerly in the tea room outside the study with Yan Xiaoliu.
They are Yan Feng's two youngest sons, under the age of twelve, and not yet qualified to enter the study.
Looking at Yan Xiaoqi holding the carriage and dismantling it, Yan Xiaoliu felt a little regretful. Why did he have to be a brother? There was nothing wrong with being a brother, except that he couldn't follow his mother to the backyard, couldn't see his aunt, and couldn't get gifts.
If only this sandbox was given to him by his aunt, he would definitely give it to his dad. Uh, let's see. I can't give it to him, but it's okay to just see how it goes.
Two hours later, General Yan really returned the sandbox to Yan Xiaoqi. He also carried him to the market with his father and brothers to eat steamed buns, as compensation for the two hours of requisitioning his toys.
In Xishi, there is a Songji Baozi Shop that is open all year round.
The buns are as big as an adult's fist. Yan Xiaoqi can eat two buns in one meal, and also drink a bowl of cornmeal porridge. The skin is thin and the filling is rich. There is pork, chopped green onion and ginger, and the meat is full. When you bite it, the soup overflows and the aroma is rich.
After eating the buns, Yan Gui packed a few and prepared to take them back for Wei Yang to try. He wondered if she would dislike such greasy food.
Unexpectedly, Wei Yang liked it very much. Her little mouth was greasy while eating, and Yan Gui wanted to lick it.
After pondering for a long time, Yan Gui coughed and said, "I promised Xiao Qi that I would let you give him another gift. If you don't have it here, I will go to the market to buy one."
"Yes, there are many more."
Wei Yang called Xiao Cao and told her to find a gift from the box and send it to Madam Feng, saying that it was a gift for Xiao Qi.
"Ahem." Yan Gui clenched his fist and put it against his lips and coughed twice: "Let's go and have a look together. The Yan family also has Yan Xiaoliu who is also a child. Why not give him a copy as well."
The boxes were placed in the next room. Seeing the two large boxes, Yan Gui rubbed his hands excitedly, wondering what magical things were in the boxes.
Wei Yang looked at Yan Gui with surprise as he looked so excited. Did he like these childish toys
No wonder Ding Wu collected these along the way, it turns out the general likes them!
If Ding Wu knew what Wei Yang was thinking, he would definitely cry out for injustice, because he clearly collected the money to please the girl.
If Yan Gui knew what Wei Yang was thinking, his face would definitely turn red. He was attracted by the sand table military drill that Yan Yun mentioned!