"Older Brother!" Crying out in an excited, loud voice, Xu Feifei dashed toward Xu Que with a face full of joy.
But she didn't throw herself into his embrace.
She acted like a small child who'd gotten 100 percent on a test and was anxious to find her parents to show off. She pulled up her sleeves to reveal her fair, young hands, as she moved closer to Xu Que and said proudly, "Older Brother, you see, quickly look!"
"What am I looking at?" Xu Que stared at her, a little confused.
"Aren't they tender? Aren't they fair? Aren't they beautiful?" Xu Feifei fired off three questions in a row.
Xu Que rolled his eyes and said in a serious voice, "Can you be a little more modest? Where are the humility and subtlety of our Xu family traditions?"
