This metaphor sounds strange.

Zhang Tan found the backpack he used for work, took out a pair of small slippers, put it in front of Xiao Bai, and said, "I've prepared a pair of small shoes for you, so you don't have to go barefoot."

Xiaobai lowered her head and looked at the little shoes that were delivered to her. They had a bear pattern on them and looked very cute. She asked in surprise: "Paws? Are they for Xiaobai?"

Zhang Tan nodded: "Yes, it's for you to wear."

"Hee is the new one!"

I just bought it on my way to get off work, of course it's new.

Xiaobai picked up the little slippers and looked at them with joy. Suddenly his face changed, he stared at Zhang Tan seriously and asked: "Uncle, what do you want to do?"

"Ah?" Zhang Tan was confused.

"What do you want to do when you buy shoes for Xiaobai?"

Zhang Tan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Do you think I'm going to buy you with a pair of slippers? You're too cheap.

"I didn't want to do anything. It's just because you came to my house last time and I didn't have any shoes suitable for you, so I bought a pair on my way home from get off work today."

"Oh." Xiaobai looked at the little slippers, he really liked them, but...

"I don't want yours."

"I know, I know, it doesn't matter if you don't want to."

"Then I'll give it back to you."

"I'll put it on for you. If you come to my house as a guest, of course I have to prepare small shoes for you to wear. You can't let the guest walk around the house barefoot, that's rude."

Xiaobai muttered: "I don't know what you are talking about."

Zhang Tan couldn't laugh or cry: "You don't need to know, just put it on."

Xiaobai still didn't wear it, it wasn't that he didn't want to wear it, but he was reluctant to wear it.

She held the small slippers in her hands and walked around the house wearing a pair of torn socks. Suddenly she remembered something, ran to the door, picked up the glass bottle that had been placed against the wall, and brought it to Zhang Tan, saying proudly.

: "Uncle, look! Xiaobai caught a Tintin cat. None of the other melons were caught, but Xiaobai caught it. Isn't Xiaobai in a terrible situation?"

"Tintin cat?"

Tinkerbell? Zhang Tan asked doubtfully, and when he saw it, there was a dragonfly in the glass bottle. Is this called Tintin Cat?

"Dragonflies are so powerful. How did you catch them?"

"I caught it with my little hands. This is my strong point."

She sat on a small stool, holding a glass bottle in one hand, and rummaged in her trouser pocket with the other hand. She took out a candy and handed it to Zhang Tan, asking him to eat it.
Chapter completed!