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The vendor must have encountered many such cases before; not wanting to frighten the little customer, he lowered his voice, "Little brother, would you like me to mold one that looks like you?"
Changer hesitated for a moment, then shook his head.
"Then what would little brother like me to mold?" the vendor coaxed gently, "How about a little rabbit or a pig?"
Changer, in a moment of urgency, blurted out, "No, I want one of Daddy!"
He didn't want a little pig or a rabbit; he only wanted his daddy!
Xiao Ruo paused, then her eyes filled with tenderness and hurt.
"Shopkeeper, just do as he asks," Xiao Ruo said.
"Little brother, can you tell me what your dad looks like?" the vendor asked with a smile, unaware that Changer had never seen his own father.