I don't know who taught Jinbao "the most golden, the shiniest, the most valuable".
Once he got the hairpin, the little guy wanted to tuck it into his father's arms, planning to "pocket" it blatantly.
Unfortunately, he was clumsy. The other end of the hairpin was sharp, poking Song Wei's chest several times.
Song Wei looked at him with a smile, "Quickly give the hairpin back to your grandmother."
The little guy pretended not to hear and continued to poke his father's chest with the hairpin, until he finally managed to tuck it in.
Exhausted, he quickly took a deep breath.
The Eldest Princess couldn't help but laugh, "This little guy's interest in tinkering with things is most likely inherited from you, Third Son."
Song Wei shook his head, "If Jinbao truly has this hobby, I must curb it from a young age."
The Eldest Princess was puzzled, "Why do you say that?"
