"Mom, this hat is so cute."
"Isn't it? I think it's quite cute. Do you want to try it on?"
Jiang Feifei tried it on her head. "Mom, does it look good?"
"Why don't you look in the mirror and see for yourself?"
"Wow, really cute."
"Put on the scarf as well."
"Hehe, really warm."
"Glad you like it. Come on, let's go give them to Jianbin and Shi Jing."
"Are theirs just like this too?"
"No, how can boys wear something like this? But theirs will also keep their ears covered, kind of like ancient warriors' helmets."
Jiang Feifei didn't take off her hat and scarf, and followed her mom to Master Shang's room.
At that moment, the father and son were practicing calligraphy. Shi Jing's calligraphy was the best among the three of them; even though he's young now and his wrist lacks strength, the characters he writes are already quite good.
Shi Jing has a great advantage: when he concentrates on doing something, people, objects, and sounds around him don't disturb his focus.
