Everyone was puzzled by Dugu Qianye's strange expression, so they all leaned in to see what was going on and were instantly dumbfounded. Zi Xiao, on the other hand, was looking at Dugu Qianlin with black lines all over his face.
It turned out that the bag contained a wooden doll, which looked exactly like the little tyke Dugu Qianlin. It was dressed in his clothes and from a distance, it looked just like him.
Dugu Qianlin was unaware of how laughable his gift was and proudly said, "Sister Qianye, I've given myself to you, alright? Now you can treat this doll as me. When I grow up, I'll exchange it back."
All the adults were amused by Dugu Qianlin's words and burst into laughter. Zi Xiao approached Dugu Qianye with a dark face and told Dugu Qianlin, "You can't give this as a birthday gift."
Dugu Qianlin glanced at Zi Xiao and then at Dugu Qianye, put his hands on his hips, and retorted, "Why can't I give this? If I say it's an acceptable gift, then it is."
