After being slightly stunned, Lu Wanwan remembered the scene of spending the night at Li Yuanzhong and Tang Qiong's house on New Year's Eve, and couldn't help but smile.

......

Soon, Monday was coming.

At school, Wei Nian and Li Xiuqi, who received An An's gift, took advantage of the break and opened the bag and took out the scarf.

An An introduced: "The little panda was given to Xiuqi, and the little fox was Niannian."

"Oh! I like foxes! They are all very smart!" Wei Nian said, unable to wait to shake open the scarf and look at it, and his smile immediately frozen on his face.

Li Xiuqi held the folded scarf with his left hand, and slowly opened the other hand to both sides. After seeing the little panda printed on it, he couldn't let go and said, "An An, thank you for your gift, I like it very much!"

An An scratched her head and said, "It's good that you like it. In fact, I'm just in charge of going home and talking to my mommy. She chose the patterns."

Upon hearing this, Li Xiuqi's eyes lit up and he quickly surrounded himself.

Wei Nianze pouted and said depressedly: "An An, why is my scarf the same as the pickles my grandma pickled? It's wrinkled!"

Li Xiu looked in the voice and then showed a surprised expression. I have to say that the metaphor of Nian Nian is very vivid...

Seeing Wei Nian holding his shoulders and looking a little disappointed, Li Xiuqi couldn't help but raise his hand and touch the scarf he had just put on.

If the eldest aunt hadn't chosen this scarf for him, he would have changed it with Niannian.

"Uh..." An An touched her nose and said awkwardly: "Niannian, he wants me to tell you that you were washed by him by himself. He is a man with strong hands. He would wash your scarf like this if he accidentally."

"He?" Wei Nian blinked and asked slowly: "Are you talking about Uncle Li?"

An An nodded: "Yes, it's him."

"Oh my God!" Wei Nian was Spartan!

She looked at the scarf wrinkled like pickles in her hands and said, "Uncle Li actually washed my scarf with his own hands?!"

An An hurriedly said, "Really, he asked me to tell you if you don't like it..."

"No! I like it very much!"

Wei Nian changed his expression that was hard to describe just now and rubbed his scarf with his red apple face, just like a kitten leaving a mark on his territory.

"I smell the fragrance. Uncle Li must have washed me with great care! I won't wear it anymore! I want to take it home and treasure it!"

After speaking, Wei Nian put the scarf back into the bag, held it in his arms, and ran back to his seat to find his schoolbag.

"Niannian her...as for being so excited?" An An tilted her head.

Li Xiuqi whispered: "As for this, Niannian has always admired his uncle, but Huaian, is this true?"

He could not imagine how his uncle was helping someone wash his scarf.

"It's half true and half false." In fact, An An was not very clear. She only knew that when Mommy handed him two scarves today, Li Jingchen asked him to repost it with Niannian.

Li Xiuqi asked, "Then this one on my neck..."

An An said: "Don't worry, you have washed this one too. It was my mother who washed it with her own hands. She is afraid that it will cause you to be ill."

After hearing this, Li Xiuqi lowered his eyes and said, "I understand."

*

The next evening, Li's house.

As soon as Lu Wanwan entered the door, he heard An An excitedly say, "Mommy, are you back?"
Chapter completed!