Pei Xiaomo was very moved, but was persuaded by the price.

No matter how beautiful something is, once the price exceeds her acceptable range, her love for it will be greatly reduced.

"Let's go shopping!" Pei Xiaomo pulled Qin Zihan to go out.

After all, they bought four dolls just now, and the price is quite normal.

Pei Xiaomo wanted to go to other shops, and he was sure to find outrageous shops that were good-looking and inexpensive.

Qin Zihan didn't move: "Don't you like this shawl? We can buy it and go shopping elsewhere."

This price is not expensive to Qin Zihan.

The main reason is that Qin Zihan seldom goes shopping, and he doesn't usually buy much in this way. As far as the things on the market are sold, basically there are no things that he thinks are expensive.

He saw that Pei Xiaomo liked this shawl very much, so he wanted to buy it.

It doesn't matter whether Pei Xiaomo takes it back to give to her mother or uses it for herself.

Pei Xiaomo knew that Qin Zihan was rich and didn't care about the money, but she still dragged Qin Zihan out of the shop: "Let's go and see if there is any better one, if not, come back and buy it, okay?"

"Yes." Qin Zihan saw that she was very persistent, so he followed her, "You brought a gift for my mother, do you want to buy it for my father?"

"I don't know if I can see the gifts your father likes." Pei Xiaomo said, "To be honest, I don't know what your father likes. I don't even know what your father lacks. Because your two younger sisters are very caring, usually sure A lot of presents for your father."

"That's true." Qin Zihan asked, "I only give him a gift every year on his birthday. I give him the same gift every year."

"What are you giving?" Pei Xiaomo was very curious.

Qin Zihan: "Birthday cake."

Pei Xiaomo: "Oh, did you do it yourself?"

Qin Zihan: "No. I ordered it at the cake shop."

Pei Xiaomo: "......"

Qin Zihan: "We have an agreement. I will send the cake, and they will see you off."

"Oh. What did your father give you for your birthday?" Pei Xiaomo wanted to ask, did your father also give you a cake?

After a brief contact with the father and son, Pei Xiaomo felt that the father and son were very similar in many aspects.

Whether it's words and deeds or appearance, they are a bit similar.

"All kinds of weird things." Qin Zihan replied, "I specially prepared a cabinet to store the gifts he gave me. Next time I have a chance, I'll show you."

Pei Xiaomo nodded shyly: "Then what gift does your mother give you every year?"

"Every birthday, my mother will find a tailor to make me a new suit. I used to live in country B, and she would go to country B to accompany me before my birthday." When Qin Zihan talked about this, the expression on his face was very gentle.

"I hope I can become a good mother like your mother." Pei Xiaomo envied.

Qin Zihan: "Come on."

The two strolled around the commercial street, but they didn't see anything prettier than the shawl they saw at the beginning.

Pei Xiaomo originally planned to ignore this matter and stop buying the shawl, but Qin Zihan had a good memory: "Go and buy the shawl!"

Pei Xiaomo couldn't help it, and followed him to the previous shop.

The boss saw that Qin Zihan was rich, so he quickly showed Qin Zihan several scarves.

"These shawls are all hand-woven by my grandma. Each shawl takes at least two months. My grandma's eyes are not very good. At most, I can only weave three or five shawls a year. Each shawl has a unique style. You can�t buy the style outside.� The boss introduced here, and said proactively, �You can touch the fabric, it�s very skin-friendly and soft��

Pei Xiaomo didn't dare to touch it.

I am afraid that after I touch it, I must buy it.

At this time, Qin Zihan stretched out his hand and touched the fabric. JrNovels.com