Song Tan's Notes

Chapter 1257. Children’s Gift

In the drizzle, everyone was smiling, except Qiao Qiao, who was stuck outside and jumped up and down like a mole with its head exposed:

"Brother, where is mine? What is mine?"

Until Song Tan stretched out his finger to push it away: "It's raining, go back to the house quickly, and watch it later when you go inside."

Before Qiao Qiao could react, Song Sancheng had already quickly unpacked the package and stood in the corridor: "Qiao Qiao, do you think this fishing rod is long? Come and take a picture for me."

Wulan also turned back to the house happily and opened her silk scarf gift box as soon as possible. To Song Tan's surprise, this was not the mulberry silk that Lu Chuan usually liked to use, but just ordinary soft chiffon.

"Oh, so down to earth?" she said with a smile.

  Lu Chuan had already returned to the living room carrying a few boxes. Looking at Wu Lan who was draping a long red scarf over herself, he smiled and explained:

"This scarf is not expensive. I am mainly afraid of choosing the kind of good material. If it is too thin, it will not be high-end. If it is too heavy, it will not float and it will easily get snagged in the flower field."

Wulan doesn’t care about fabric or not!

"Inexpensive is better. I want something this inexpensive. If it's too expensive, I have to take care of it when I wear it out. It's troublesome."

"Yes," Lu Chuan nodded with a smile, "This scarf has 48 colors in total. I thought we couldn't just use this one for the photo. Auntie, take the photo first. When the photos are good, we can buy other colors later."

"For example, for the astragalus field, we can use dark purple, and for the rapeseed field, we can use blue or orange, which should be more eye-catching."

"I heard there's a small patch of colorful rapeseed flowers this year? Why don't I buy a few more and try to match them?"

  48 colors!

Wu Lan's eyes were filled with longing, and he moved closer and asked with great interest:

"What color are the rest? Let me see."

Qiao Qiao, who still hasn't received her gift and has to take photos of her father's long fishing rod that can't even fit into the camera: ...

……

After all this trouble, when it was finally Qiao Qiao's turn, it was almost noon.

Seeing that his seventh cousin was ready to cook, he came over pitifully and asked, "Is it my turn?"

Lu Chuan laughed and quickly touched his head: "Sorry, I delayed our Qiao Qiao - come, this box is a gift for you."

"This belongs to your good friend Chen Chi. Do you want to pass it on to me, or should I give it to him when he comes to visit?"

"Brother, give it to me!" Qiao Qiao said without hesitation: "I told Chen Chi that my brother is super super handsome! He is 100 times more handsome than his brother!"

"Brother, give it to me! I'll call him after lunch!"

Lu Chuan:......

For some reason, the first thing that came to his mind was not pride, but the short video that was popular on the Internet——

【My brother is the best! 】

[My brother is the best! ]

【My brother can eat shit! 】

[My brother can do it too! He can eat a lot! ]

This horrible short video finally eroded his brain to the point that he couldn't even laugh anymore, so he had to change the subject awkwardly:

"Well, let's see if you like your gift first?"

Without him saying anything, Qiao Qiao had already happily opened the box.

"Wow!" Qiao Qiao's eyes widened instantly: "So beautiful!"

Inside is a complete set of 128-color oil pastels. The stepped box has four layers when opened. It looks like crayons, but the colors are extremely colorful.

Qiao Qiao instantly turned around and looked at Lu Chuan: "Is this a painting for me?"

"Yeah," Lu Chuan nodded. "I heard that Mr. Tang taught you watercolor painting last year? Then I guess you may already have watercolor paints. This is an oil pastel. I saw many children in the mall coloring with them. Maybe Qiao Qiao likes it too?"

"I like it!" Qiao Qiao was very happy - so many colors! And just like crayons. In fact, Qiao Qiao is not particularly talented in drawing. Teacher Tang has dabbled in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and has taught a little bit of everything. Qiao Qiao just learns happily from him, and there is no talent to speak of.

But, what child doesn’t love to paint in colorful colors?

Jojo is no exception!

He even enjoys using oil pastels, which are thick and colorful and can be easily applied, more than using watercolors, which require a complicated process.

He didn't even have the energy to talk to Lu Chuan anymore, he just rushed upstairs with the box in his arms:

"I have to go paint first, brother!"

Halfway up he turned around and looked at the other box: "Is Chen Chi's box like this too?"

Lu Chuan nodded: "But Qiao Qiao is more important to me, so there is another gift under your box, wait and see for yourself."

At this moment, Qiao Qiao was overjoyed.

Until his seventh cousin called him from the kitchen:

“Qiao Qiao, didn’t you say you were going to cook two dishes for yourself today?”

……

  Seeing the child excitedly carrying the gifts upstairs and then going into the kitchen in frustration, Song Tan asked Lu Chuan:

"What's the other gift?"

Lu Chuan smiled and said, "It's a tablet. I downloaded a few oil pastel classes into it. It should be interesting for him to follow the tutorials and paint by himself."

Song Tan nodded and couldn't help but patted his arm again: "You are really good at pleasing people!"

Lu Chuan said seriously: "No."

"I'm not really good at this... But if it's your family, it would be really fun to pay more attention to them."

"There are also electronic bracelets for my seventh cousin and his wife and Aunt Lianhua. They're not expensive, but I saw that you guys get along really well, so I just prepared some as well."

This is really thoughtful.

Just by looking at the gifts, you can tell that if Lu Chuan came as a boyfriend for the first time, the gifts he gave would be real money and no one could refuse.

So this time, the most expensive item is probably Song Sancheng’s fishing rod. The others are very affordable and can be gifts that everyone can afford.

For him, this way of spending money is indeed more thoughtful.

Song Tan also laughed.

The rain outside had gradually stopped. Song Sancheng could not move around inside the house, so he took out all his fishing rods and started fishing in the empty yard.

Wulan was discussing with Aunt Lianhua about the way to hold up the red scarf, and they were all very happy.

They were the only two people sitting on the sofa in the empty living room. Song Tan simply stretched out his arm through his coat and once again hugged Lu Chuan's thin and tense waist tightly.

Then he smiled and said, "They have prepared everything carefully, what about mine?"

They were obviously already a couple and had had intimate contact before, but at this moment, Lu Chuan's heart was still beating like a drum and he even subconsciously held his breath.

He lowered his eyes slightly, and looked at Song Tan's face so close to him with his dark eyes. His chest seemed to be filled with marshmallows, and the close contact was still constantly pouring honey into his chest.

  After a long while, he whispered:

"Your gift...I'll bring it to you in person later, okay?"

Update 1: It rained today, so it’s not suitable for work, but I’m still strong enough to write.