I Want to Give Pocket Money Too

When Song Yujin heard Song Ci's words, he shook his head gently and took out his own grass-woven puppy that Lu Gan had taught him to weave. "I have my own." 

He looked at Song Ci's grass-woven puppy, and after comparing it, he realized. "Yours is bigger."

Lu Suo quickly took out his grass-woven puppy to compare before saying in surprise, "Mine is the smallest." 

He smiled and turned to look at Lu Gan. "Dad, do you make it according to size? Sister's is the biggest, and mine is the smallest."

"Little Suo, you're so smart," Lu Gan said as he tapped his nose.

Lu Suo happily waved the grass-woven puppy in his hand, and his eyes curved into crescents as he smiled.

While they talked, the crew had packed up their things. The few followed the rest of the group down the mountain, got into the nanny van, and returned to the farmhouse.