"Mom, did you buy another new house?"
Pei Ziheng's delicate, snow-white little face was reddened by Shen Mingzhu's kisses, and his dark eyes shone with joy and happiness.
He knew that his mother's greatest wish was to buy a big house.
Now that his mother's wish had come true, he was also very happy for her.
Shen Mingzhu shook her finger, "It's not that Mom bought another house, it's that Mom bought a house for you."
"My dear son, this house is a birthday present from Mom. Do you like it?"
Pei Ziheng was completely stunned, his small face full of disbelief.
His mother had bought him a house?
Shen Mingzhu had anticipated Pei Ziheng's reaction and, feeling extremely good, pinched his tender cheek, "Come on, put on your jacket, and I'll take you to see your birthday present."
Today was Saturday, no need to go to school.