Chapter 1574 - 1576

"One, mine."

Pingping then points to what’s in An An’s hand, "An An’s, one."

This little troublemaker is really good at nitpicking language, Gong Ruini was really about to blow her top, but she couldn’t say there was anything wrong with what he said.

"Hey, let An An choose." Gong Ruini signaled Zhao Xuran to continue taking Pingping away.

Gong Ruini gently negotiated with her daughter, "An An, this is not good, let’s pick again."

"Pick something you like yourself, An An." Gong Ruini tried to take the item from An An’s hand.

To be fair, Pingping was quite reliable, not picking something too outrageous for An An.

However, though the suggestion was nice, it wasn’t An An who picked it.

An An held onto the item tightly, shaking her head nonstop, regardless of Gong Ruini’s persuasion, this little girl simply wouldn’t let go, driving Gong Ruini mad.

"An An..." Sigh, when it’s about a daughter, she couldn’t really sternly reprimand her. If it were Pingping, Gong Ruini would definitely give him a good scolding and then take the thing away.

But when it’s her own lovely daughter, Gong Ruini just couldn’t bring herself to do it.

Helplessly, Gong Ruini could only signal Zhao Xuran to come forward and persuade.

Whether An An thought it better not to persist further, or she simply liked Zhao Xuran more, she surprisingly put the item down.

Gong Ruini felt a pang of jealousy, clearly, it was her daughter, she’d spent more time with her, yet why did she favor Zhao Xuran?

Was it because same-sex repel each other? Just as Gong Ruini was feeling as sour as she could, the next scene shocked her.

Just after Zhao Xuran put the item down, An An leapt onto it again, picking it back up.

What does this mean? Has this little girl learned to use roundabout methods to achieve her goals?

Gong Ruini really didn’t know how to respond, it was truly shocking.

"An An, this..." After all that fuss, and things end up like this, really have no idea why so insistent earlier.

"An An likes it, brother picked it." An An, standing pitifully on the table, looking woefully at everyone.

Ah, how is it that the daughter suddenly knows how to speak, Gong Ruini was stunned.

Zhao Xuran almost loosened his grip on Pingping, had he not remembered he was still holding Pingping, his hand might have just let go.

"An An, you can speak!" Gong Ruini was ecstatic, she had been worried her daughter didn’t talk, it was truly stressing her out.

Even though Zhao Xuran kept comforting, saying that when An An spoke, she’d surely say sentences, but back then, even Zhao Xuran didn’t truly believe it.

None expected it to come true, and just on An An’s first birthday, it was quite a big surprise.

"An An, say mom." Gong Ruini excitedly rushed over, not caring about whether the item An An held was chosen by Pingping.

What’s more important, An An speaking or the birthday ceremony? Surely, An An speaking is more important.

"An An, say dad."

"An An, say uncle."

Even Gong Jiaxin, who was filming the video, couldn’t help but join in, "Say aunt."

After saying so much, An An suddenly went silent again, regardless of how Gong Ruini coaxed, she simply wouldn’t utter another word.

Had it not been for the video recording, plus so many people hearing, Gong Ruini would’ve thought her ears were playing tricks on her, otherwise, how did she suddenly stop speaking?

"An An." Now knowing her daughter can speak, Gong Ruini was determined to put her persistence to the test, pulling An An along, talking non-stop.

The little girl rolled her eyes in frustration, "Mom."

"Dad."

"Uncle."

"Aunt."

"Tired, don’t want to talk." After saying this, An An lay in Gong Ruini’s arms, closing her eyes.

This time, no matter how Gong Ruini and the others coaxed, she just wouldn’t open her eyes, and they were all stunned.

Never thought that An An’s reluctance to speak was actually because she found it exhausting.

"This girl..." Gong Ruini really didn’t know what to say, after all, she was her own daughter; should she label her as lazy?

"You really." Gong Ruini was helpless, "You can’t always make your brother be your translator."

Gong Ruini was feeling powerless; you say it’s fine for men to spoil daughters, but why is Pingping also so spoiling of An An?

No matter how Gong Ruini persuaded, An An just lay silently in Gong Ruini’s arms, giving off an air of ’regardless of what you say, I just won’t talk.’

Gong Ruini signaled Zhao Xuran with her eyes to take over this business.

"As long as the daughter can speak, it’s enough." Zhao Xuran heard his daughter speak, not knowing how happy it made him.

"Being too lazy to talk isn’t a serious problem." Zhao Xuran patiently persuaded Gong Ruini, "Actually, our son behaved quite nicely today."

"You see, he picked an abacus, which indicates he’s good with money; fits well with our family’s image."

"Our daughter picked a set of colored pencils, she can become an artist in the future, talented like her mother."

These words were really sweet, yet grabbing the abacus had a nice implication. The main issue with Pingping was that the abacus probably served another purpose for him.

Gong Ruini signaled Zhao Xuran to see what their son was doing at that moment. That one look, Zhao Xuran truly couldn’t contain himself.

"Now I finally understand why he picked this." Zhao Xuran said meaningfully, "I always said this picking ceremony is pointless."

"What’s about future prospects, I think it’s purely about choosing toys he likes to play with."

"Predicting this abacus won’t last long before it’s in bits." Zhao Xuran stated flat out, judging by the abacus in their son’s hands, he really didn’t think it’d survive long there.

"If it makes through today, good for it. Alas, didn’t realize the kid’s destructive capabilities?"

"We really ought to buy him a solid gold golden abacus."

A solid gold one, and my own sister said keep it low-key; where’s the low-key here, going around with an overwhelming aura of ’I’m a big shot, I’m a big shot.’

"Solid gold is too extravagant, with Pingping’s strength, even if it’s stone-made, I estimate it wouldn’t survive long."

"Wood is better; if it breaks, it breaks. If it were gold, it would roll everywhere, it’s all money."

"Selling this little guy couldn’t pay for the damages." Zhao Xuran didn’t have high hopes for their son, really not the saving type.

"When he gets older, we should tell him how much his toys cost, if he breaks one, he has to compensate." As far as Zhao Xuran was concerned, teaching their son to fix this habit wasn’t on his mind, for as time passes, it’ll leave him without tears to cry.

Oh dear, Gong Ruzhi had previously wondered why Pingping kept breaking toys, while brother-in-law had no objections, figuring they were waiting for Pingping here all along.

"What if the compensation isn’t enough?" As for whether the seniors from above would agree, Gong Ruzhi didn’t think it’d be challenging; if brother-in-law insisted on doing something, really nothing couldn’t be done.

"We’ll have IOUs." Zhao Xuran confidently replied, "By the way, also calculate at the bank’s concurrent loan interest rate."

"Compound interest calculation."

Oh dear, Gong Ruzhi was stunned. This dad was truly heartless.

Moreover, his own sister had no objections; these times, being a child was tough; direct economic sanctions would surely distress them.