The thumb-sized little ox was delicately crafted and lifelike, its naïve charm even more endearing than that of Little Yellow, who had already grown up at home. There was a hole on top, just a bit larger than a needle's eye, through which one could thread a red cord to wear it around the neck as a pendant.
Zhenzhen fondled it incessantly, unable to part with it. Under the envious gazes of the Yun Zhao Siblings, she proudly tucked it into her purse.
Mo Yan and her sister Xin Er also knelt down to wish their father a happy new year, each receiving a purse. Like Zhenzhen's, theirs contained ornaments corresponding to their respective zodiac signs: Mo Yan's was a pair of lovely little horses, while Xin Er's was a pair of adorable little dogs.