"Son, I think we need to pick some clothes for you today," Jiang Haidai remarked while looking at the little boy. "Your old clothes have gotten much smaller than before. I think we need to throw them out."
"Then can I get the lucky duckling?" Meng Guo tentatively asked. His black grape eyes stared at Jiang Haidai with a pleading look and yet the little boy didn't say anything.
It took a while for Jiang Haidai to understand what her son was saying to her. She blinked her eyes and slowly recalled the little lucky duckling that he was talking about and the second she recalled it, her eyes turned red.
When Meng Guo was young, he was not as bold and cheeky as he was now. Instead, he grew up as a scaredy cat. However, there was this one time when he asked his father for a little duck suit. Mister Meng not only beat him up and called him a little mute but even told him that he was not worth wasting that kind of money.
Ever since then, Meng Guo grew even more troubled and scared.
