Su Nanzhi was amused by the child's bluntness. She asked, "Why, because sister is pretty?"
Song Zhixing, the little friend, didn't deny it and boldly said, "Sister looks like a princess today, and whoever is with the princess must be a prince. I'm going to be a prince when I grow up!"
Su Nanzhi's get-up that day did indeed resemble a princess from fairy tales, clearly showing that her Auntie Song still harbored a girlish heart, determined to dress up her short-haired niece like a Disney princess on the run.
She had grown tired of listening to the makeup artist's endless flattery.
The little boy's lofty ambitions were enough to make one feel ashamed. If he had met a slightly kinder older sister, she might have coaxed him gently, "Then sister will wait for you to grow up before you marry me, okay?"
