The one that Shining pointed at was a pirate puppet with a missing leg.
On the stage, its wooden body moved as if it were alive as the strings on it moved rapidly.
Hearing this, the middle-aged man next to him burst into laughter.
"Little girl, that's not a toy, that's their prop, they won't sell it."
But Charles didn't think so. He patted Shanshan's calf with his hand. "Okay, watch this first, and then I'll buy it for you."
This was the first time his daughter asked him for something, and he had to make up for his responsibilities as a father.
Soon the plot on the puppet stage came to an end, and the pirates were eaten by monsters in the sea.
Charles took Winky and walked into the small puppet theater through a side door.
When hearing Charles' request, the puppet theater's foreman, a fat man with a big beard, immediately said that this was a custom-made performance puppet and must not be bought.
But when he learned the huge price offered by Charles, he directly sent the box containing the puppet to Charles.
"Sir! You choose! Pick any you want!! They are all yours!" Qian Ning said with a trembling voice.
As soon as the foreman finished speaking, the puppets in the box became restless and excitedly took off the wooden puppet helmets on their heads.
It was a bright red creature, like an underdeveloped premature baby. Charles felt that it looked familiar, but he had forgotten where he had seen it.
"Channing! You are a devil more greedy than a sea dog!! You can't treat your collaborators like this!!"
"In fact, I really can." Qian Ning closed the box with a proud look on his face, isolating the voices of the puppets.
He turned around and looked at Charles, who was a little surprised, with a smile on his face.
"Don't worry, sir. They are safe and very easy to keep. You just need to feed them some leftovers every day and you will have a mobile theater."
"Just think about it, if you take them out during your salon, you will definitely stand out among your friends."
Charles leaned over and looked at Shanshan. "Well, these things are alive, do you still want them?"
Shanshan nodded vigorously, "I don't want so many, I just need two with knives."
Two minutes later, Charles walked out of the theater, holding two listless little figures in his gleaming hands.
"Why two?" Charles asked.
"Because Nini also wants one, and she doesn't have a father to take care of her, so I asked my father to take care of her." Shanshan explained to Charles.
"Is Nini your good friend?"
"Well, her father went to sea and never came back."
Charles paused and strolled on the street with Shanshan. He took Shanshan to the flea market where all kinds of things were sold.
The results showed that Charles made the right choice this time, as Shanshan is very curious about all kinds of new things.
Charles bought her whatever she wanted.
Charles didn't know if what he did was right, but when he walked out of the flea market, he was covered with all kinds of strange things, and all the items were in duplicate.
He slowly walked towards the Governor's Mansion with Shanshan, telling her the story as he walked.
"That island is different from any other island I've been to. The buildings on it are all surface buildings. When I saw that building, if the sky hadn't been still pitch black, I would have almost thought I had returned to the surface."
"... Guess what, those things were copied by those monsters. They didn't know what they did, they just copied the appearance."
Sitting on Charles' neck, Shanshan held his head and listened with her eyes wide open to all kinds of bizarre stories from her father's mouth. She felt that this was much more interesting than buying things.
Charles, who was holding various toys, chuckled, "Yeah, it's fun, but dangerous."
"Can I go with you next time?"
"No!" Charles refused very decisively.
As if he sensed that his harsh tone would scare Shan Shan, he quickly explained again: "The next place is not dangerous. I will be back as soon as I get the key. You don't have to go."
"And I have your painting. If I encounter something interesting, I will call you through the painting."
Shanshan nodded. "Well, you must keep your word then."
"Haha, okay, I will keep my word."
"But mom said that you always lie and never make any promises."
“… … ”
The two of them gradually became more familiar with each other without realizing it, and the awkward feeling of estrangement disappeared.
"Sir, please let me go." The puppet pirate in Shanshan's hand begged with a depressed look on his face.
Before he could finish the next sentence, Shanshan opened her mouth wide and threw him into it. After a few seconds, she reached out and pulled him out.
The little man was soaked all over, crying loudly in despair with his eyes closed.
"Dad, it's sweet. Do you want to try it?" Shanshan asked.
Charles shook his head and said to the pirate, "Play with her well. When she gets tired of playing with me, I will let you go."
At this moment, Charles felt a hint of green in his peripheral vision. He turned his head and found a green-haired child with his upper body naked standing in his corner.
There are very few people with green hair, and there are only a few people on the entire Hope Island. Judging from the snot hanging on his face, he seems to be the son of Feuerbach.
"What's wrong with Feuerbach? He let his three-year-old son run around naked?" Charles frowned slightly and prepared to walk over.
But what was unexpected was that the sturdy boy looked at Shanshan, then turned around and left at a speed that even Charles was surprised.
"This kid runs pretty fast, but I heard from Feuerbach that his son is pretty stupid."
Charles didn't take it seriously and continued walking towards the Governor's Palace on Hope Island with Shanshan.
Charles walked all the way back, and when he returned to the gate, he had more things on him.
He took a big package and packed up all the spoils so that Shanshan could take them easily when he left.
"Sparkling, give this to mom." Charles handed the recorded phone to Sparkling. "Everything I want to say is in it. She will know when she opens it."
Shanshan nodded dazedly, grabbed the big package beside her and prepared to leave.
Just as she was about to leave, she turned around and said to Charles, "Dad, can we still play like this today? I like it very much."
Charles was stunned for a moment, then nodded. "Yeah."
"Okay, I'll come back tomorrow."
I have a cold recently, I will pay back the debt after I get better.
(End of this chapter)