Holding two clay dolls in her hands, the little girl nodded with satisfaction and immediately wanted to pack them into her small backpack.
Xiao Feng said inexplicably, "Shouldn't you give me one?"
The little girl pondered for a moment, handed the clay doll modeled after herself, and sighed, "I made these two clay dolls because I thought that if one day I was taken back by my family, Brother Xiao Feng, you could put it at your bedside.
When you miss me, you can talk to it, and if talking doesn't work, you can kiss it..."
Xiao Feng's face darkened, thinking if he really did what the little girl suggested, he'd probably be caught as a lunatic, right?
While thinking, he heard the little girl saying again, "Of course, if none of these methods work, you can buy a plane ticket and fly to be with me."
