"Third Brother, I bought clay figurines. Look, this is Guoguo, and this is Jingjing. Aren't they cute?" Li Yuzhu took out two little clay dolls from her cloth bag and held them in her palm for Li Xing'an to see.
The clay figurines, as big as a palm, were grinning with adorable expressions.
Li Xing'an laughed and said, "They're quite amusing."
"Look at this nose, doesn't it look just like it?" Li Yuzhu chuckled. "I described it, and the old man sculpted it according to my description."
"Amazing, to sculpt it just from a description." Li Xing'an praised.
The siblings admired the clay figurines as they walked.
Mu Yuanxiu followed behind them, unable to squeeze in or join the conversation.
He had a sullen look on his face, watching Li Yuzhu. He cleared his throat lightly, reminding her that there was someone else not being attended to.
