"You can open it and take a look." An Ning gazed at his little face with anticipation, hoping he would like this small gift.
Yu Ziqian carefully opened it, and then saw the latest model toy.
The child's eyes lit up, and he said with great joy, "Thank you, Ningning, I really like this gift. Can I play with it now?"
"You can play with it, but there is another gift you haven't opened yet," An Ning said.
Yu Ziqian asked curiously, "What gift?"
"It's a gift from your father!" An Ning said.
Yu Ziqian pouted, disbelieving, "You're lying, my dad is still in the Gobi, how could he possibly buy me a gift? And even if he did, it couldn't have arrived so quickly."
"It's a gift your dad prepared a long time ago, and he put it in the cabinet in his room. Do you want to go get it yourself?"
An Ning hadn't finished speaking when Yu Ziqian had already dashed upstairs, and with a 'bang', he pushed open the room.
He ran to the wardrobe and, panting, pulled out the gift.