"I told you already, didn’t I?" Grandma Fu snorted. "You just didn’t believe me."
"Yes, yes, yes, today we have truly opened our eyes."
"Unlike my granddaughter-in-law. Although she’s family, she has no rapport with the child at all. She’s either out playing or on her way to play all day long."
"Better off not being close at all."
"Alright, now it’s your turn, right?" Little Mobao looked at the few people, hands on hips. "Guess my specified word."
Their faces showed embarrassment. "Little Mobao, we only suggested one word for you just now."
"Then I’ll suggest one word for you!"
"Alright, alright, alright! Go ahead." The wealthy ladies closed their eyes. One of them had even played mahjong with Li Xingwan. Her son wrote a word in her palm. "Constant."
"What word did you write? It feels like a mess!" The wealthy lady frowned before they even started. "So many strokes. Next time, write something simpler, okay?"
The little one in front of her nodded.
She didn’t guess the first one, so they tried a second one. This time, the little one wrote directly. "Good."
"Oh my! What is this?" The wealthy lady panicked instantly. "Why does it still feel like a mess? Like you’re scribbling in my hand? Didn’t I tell you to write something simpler?"
Her son blinked innocently. "Mommy, I wrote the simplest one there is."
Even elementary school students could recognize it.
"Pfft!" The other wealthy ladies couldn’t hold back and all started laughing.
The woman’s face was awkward for a long time. "Alright, alright, alright, then try another one. It’s our first time playing this game at home, so it’s normal not to guess correctly."
Unexpectedly, Little Mobao didn’t give her any face. "It’s also our first time playing with my mommy. We were very in sync. Do you think your parent-child relationship isn’t close enough?"
So satisfying! So satisfying!!!
Finally, the words were thrown back at someone else!!
The little one was exhilarated and excited.
The wealthy lady: "!!!"
"Yes, maybe we aren’t close." She gritted her teeth and continued to let her child write in her palm.
This time, the child wrote "Close."
The woman completely broke down. "No idea!"
"Then you get zero points." Little Mobao said, echoing what he’d learned from a variety show. "Now, it’s your turn to guess my specified word."
Speaking, he mimicked that woman’s earlier actions exactly. He looked up an obscure word online. "Kuai" (擓).
He asked the little one to write it.
The boy was miserable at the sight. After looking at it several times, he slowly and barely managed to write the character correctly.
The wealthy lady’s heart collapsed instantly.
"What is this? Did you just paint a picture in my palm?"
Horizontal and twisted! Stroke after stroke after stroke.
"He didn’t scribble in your palm." Little Mobao gloated. "He wrote the same word my mommy did, ’Kuai’. Maybe your family bonding isn’t close enough?"
This time even Li Xingwan couldn’t help but laugh.
Little Mobao copied it all perfectly.
The woman’s face darkened as she opened her eyes. She nearly fainted at the sight of such a difficult character. Who could guess that?!
"We lost," she said and impatiently grabbed her child beside her. "Looks like we need to go home and work on our parent-child rapport."