Ming finally realized that he couldn't win the battle, so he loosened his grip, loudly saying, "Daddy, daddy, hit, hit..."
Others did not understand what Ming was saying, but Yu did, and he also loosened his grip.
Even though the little brothers' faces were pinched red, they did not cry. They sat in a row, looking at the items in front of them, then at the ones in front of each other, and started to divide the loot on the spot.
Yu and Ming each grabbed a stamp first. Yu then took two small bows and arrows, and Ming picked up two pens. Then, they looked at those items again, each picking up stuff they liked.
