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"Xiaowu, you don't want your gift either. I remember. Besides, your performance is too bad. I don't want to give you a pair of leather boots. I'll give them to Little Cabbage instead!" Ye Qiao said; she deliberately picked up a pair of handsome military boots and stuffed them back into the box.
It was not a pair of leather boots, but a pair of military boots!
It was the military boots that she had always dreamed of!
Lu Xiaowu looked at the pair of military boots with a drooling expression.
Lu Xiaogun knew how to recite the thirty-six stratagems, and his great-grandfather had rewarded him with a pair of military boots. If she did not know how to recite them, then she would not have them. She had always been envious of them!
"Mommy! No!" Seeing that her father had gone into the bedroom, Lu Xiaowu rushed forward and hugged her mother's big legs. "Mommy!" she shouted.