You Are My Rare Passion

"Good boy!" Gu Junzhu patted his little head and held his little hand, "Go, Dad has a gift for you and your brother Xiaoyue."

"Wow! A gift?" The little guy said with staring eyes, "I like gifts the most! Dad, you are the best, the best, the best!"

He threw himself into Gu Junzhu's arms again, using both hands and feet, he tried his best to climb onto Gu Junzhu's body.

Gu Junzhu smiled dotingly, leaned over to hug him, and kissed his tender tofu-like face: "Stinky boy, why are you so attractive? Huh?"

"Little tree is not a brat!" The little sapling held his face and protested, "Little tree is a fragrant boy. He bathes with shower gel every day. It smells delicious, Dad, smell it!"

The little guy handed the little paw under Gu Junzhu's nose, letting Gu Junzhu smell it.

Gu Junzhu grabbed his little wrist, sniffed it hard, and narrowed his eyes, "Huh? Isn't this roasted pig's trotter? It's really delicious! Dad, take a bite!"

The little guy thumped his arms and legs happily, "No, no! It's not roasted pig's feet! Roasted pig's feet are red, and Xiaoshu's hands are white!"

Ye Xingbei put the fruit plate on the coffee table with a smile, and gave the two of them an angry look: "Stop messing around and eat some fruit."

"Stop making trouble," Gu Junzhu kissed the little guy, and put him on the sofa, "Eat the fruit and watch the presents!"

The little guy blinked his big watery eyes excitedly, "Where's the gift? Where's the gift?"

Gu Junzhu pointed to the two exquisite large boxes on the coffee table, "There!"

The little guy jumped off the sofa, grabbed Ling Yue's hand, and dragged Ling Yue to the side of the two big boxes: "Brother Xiao Yue, hurry up, let's open the presents together!"

Ling Yue nodded, and the two opened the box together.

The little guy's eyes opened even wider, and the big black eyes shone with surprise, "Wow! So beautiful!"

In the two large boxes, each contained a large glass bottle.

In the bottle on the left, there are little golden pigs the size of walnuts.

The shape of the little golden pig is exactly the same as the big piggy bank that Xiao Sapling bought when he was in the capital, both of which are big pigs with little pigs on their backs.

The bottle on the right contains small things like the piggy bank that Ling Yue bought. On the crooked moon, there are two dolls, one big and one small holding hands.

Whether it's the big pig or the little pig, the moon and the little doll, they are all exquisitely made, lifelike, and charmingly naive, making it hard to put it down.

The little guy's eyes lit up, he opened the glass bottle cap, and poured out the big pig, camel and little pig, "One, two, three, four, five...five!"

He poured out the moon dolls again and counted them one by one: "One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight... eight!"

Gu Junzhu hugged him on his lap, and asked with a smile, "Do you know what that means?"

"Know!" The little guy was so proud that he raised his little hand, "Xiaoshu is five years old, brother Xiaoyue is eight years old, so Xiaoshu has five little piglets, brother Xiaoyue has eight little dolls!"

"It's so smart!" Gu Junzhu pinched his tender little cheeks: "From now on, every time you and your elder brother Xiaoyue get older, Dad will give you and your elder brother Xiaoyue a little pig and a doll. Put them in your piggy bank, okay?"

"Okay!" The little guy blushed with excitement, and slapped his hands with joy.

Looking at the eight moon dolls neatly arranged on the coffee table, Ling Yue's eyes turned red unknowingly.