Otherwise, how could a little child have three taels of silver on him?
Shu Yu was taken aback, looking at the clothes in her arms, feeling both amused and helpless.
She handed the clothes back to Aunt Hong, "Lele specifically bought this for you with his own money. He carefully picked it out for a long time, holding it tightly all the way here. If you don't accept it, Lele would be heartbroken."
"This, this..." Aunt Hong looked at the little fellow.
Little Song Le nodded vigorously, "I'm afraid Aunt might be cold. If you don't wear it, my intention won't be conveyed. I want you to wear it, so whenever you see this outfit, you'll think of me."
His little mouth chattered on, but his words were warm and well-intentioned, making Aunt Hong's eyes sting with emotion.
Hmm?
Wait a minute...
Aunt Hong's eyes suddenly widened, "Gouwa, you can speak now?"
Indeed, he just called me aunt, speaking without any hindrance, his voice clear and slightly childish.
