"Come over here and take a look." Qiao Muchen called Zhao Zhitong over to show her the row of books in front of him, proudly saying, "These, these, and these are all the books my dad left for me."
Zhao Zhitong said in amazement, "Wow, there are so many! Have you read them all?"
Qiao Muchen shook his head. "Not yet. These books are too profound for me to understand right now. But when I grow up, I will definitely finish reading them all."
Little Qiao Muchen stood under the bookshelf, full of ambition.
Zhao Zhitong was filled with envy. An idea struck her. Her eyes sparkling, she grabbed Qiao Muchen and whispered in his ear, "Qiao Muchen, if I give you lots of delicious candies, can I read your books too?"
Actually, Qiao Muchen didn't really like candies, but he happily agreed to Zhao Zhitong's request because he felt that he and Zhao Zhitong shared common interests. He enjoyed reading books with her.
"Deal. You give me endless candies, and I'll let you read endless books."
