Traveled to ancient times and became a cheap little dad

"Forget it, I'll try to uncover it myself." Jiang Yun said as he raised his hand and pulled with his right hand without using too much strength. Xiao Ziyi came over with a smile to help him and gently uncovered the cloth.

A corner was exposed, and Jiang Yun had already guessed what it was. She looked at Xiao Ziyi with joy, and then quickly opened it, "Wow, so beautiful, Xiao Ziyi, did you do this?"

"Yeah, do you like it?"

Jiang Yun bent down and looked at it carefully, her eyes full of surprise, and nodded vigorously, "I like it, so beautiful, so delicate." She gently stroked it with her fingers, feeling the delicate texture, and her heart was even more delighted.

In front of him was a model of the courtyard, restored in proportion, and even the courtyard wall was made to look old. Xiao Ziyi pushed the door lightly with his finger and smiled proudly, "How is my craftsmanship? Not bad, right? All the doors and cabinets can be opened, and even the swing can be moved."

"By the way, these tiles are also made of clay piece by piece. Are you touched?"

Jiang Yun touched here and there, and for a moment he didn't know where to look. Xiao Ziyi stretched out his hand and held his, and gently lifted the roof with him, and immediately the room became clear, revealing the kang, table, etc.

She picked up a palm-sized piece of clothing and waved it in front of her eyes, "I also made a little Jiang Yun. Guess where it is?"

Jiang Yun tilted her head and looked, then lifted the quilt. There was indeed a little wooden man inside, wearing a light blue robe and a cloak of the same color. She took it out and looked at it again and again, her eyes full of smiles, "Xiao Ziyi, what should I do, I like it so much."

"I knew you would like it, so I came to show my appreciation." Xiao Ziyi opened his arms slightly, took a step forward and half-hugged her, stroked her soft hair with his big hands, and said with a smile, "I promised to give it to you last time, and I'm a man of my words."

Jiang Yun looked up at him with her big eyes fluttering, "Brother Xiao is awesome."

Then he gave a thumbs up and said, "Brother Xiao, let's go pick a shelf. I want to put this somewhere conspicuous."

"Hehe, brother has prepared for this." Xiao Ziyi looked down at him with a smile, then walked out holding his hand. When they opened the door, there were shelves and seven or eight objects covered with red silk in the yard.

Xiao Ziyi smiled and clapped his hands, and the waiter immediately uncovered the red cloth. Inside were ornaments, modern models, and a violin.

Jiang Yun opened her mouth in surprise and was dazzled for a moment. She looked at this, touched that, and finally picked up the violin.

Gently stroking the strings, his eyes full of surprise, he turned back to look at Xiao Ziyi, "Xiao Ziyi, why did you do this?"

"I heard you mention before that your parents forced you to practice piano when you were a kid, but you always cheated. So, I'm here to help you recall your childhood."

"So that's how it is," Jiang Yun looked at the violin again and again, and couldn't help but tears welling up in his eyes. Seeing this, Xiao Ziyi stepped forward and put his arm around his waist from behind, then wiped his eyes with a handkerchief, "What's wrong? Are you crying because you're moved?"

"No, who's crying? I just remembered my childhood." She shook his hand, snatched the handkerchief, and blew her nose hard. This earned Xiao Ziyi's disgust.

She took the handkerchief and shook it pretending to be disgusted, "You have to compensate me with two handkerchiefs, no, ten. I have to carry a few more with me to prevent the little crybaby from crying every day."

"Hmph, you're the crybaby." She pouted and ignored him, then went back to the house with her violin.

Xiao Ziyi smiled and waved his hand, asked the servant to put the things away, and followed him into the house.