Quanquan turned around, pointed at Second Aunt Zhou, and said, "That old aunt said I'm an elder and should prepare a gift for the little niece." He looked at Little Song Le, "Have you prepared it?"
Little Song Le looked bewildered, he, he, he didn't know, what to do?
The child quickly lowered his head to look at his small bag. He's always carried the small bag, which Shu Yu prepared for him, and whatever tasty or fun things he had, he'd put them inside.
Upon hearing they needed to prepare a gift, he wanted to see if he could find something in the bag.
However, Yuan Shanchuan frowned upon hearing his son's words and glanced at Second Aunt Zhou.
The latter had been watching from the side, and upon seeing this, she immediately turned her head, pretending to know nothing.
Yuan Shanchuan snorted coldly in his heart and lowered his head to Quanquan, saying, "The gift for Zaozao has already been prepared by your father and mother."
After a pause, he added, "Including your share."
