When he came back, he found that Youyou and Qiuqiu had grown up a lot, but they despised his gifts very much. That made him wonder whether they did not like the gifts he had given them in the previous years.
"No, they liked it."
Xi Moxiao pondered. In fact, he disdained Guan Jin's constant gifts in his mind.
Every year when it were Youyou and Qiuqiu's birthdays, as long as there were robots and dolls, they were bought by Guan Jin and sent to them. And the amount of robots and dolls were so much that it felt as if he emptied out all the toy stores in the mall.
Basically Youyou and Qiuqiu will politely put those things away in the warehouse. As for playing with it, that was impossible.
"But this year, you can stop sending dolls and robots. After all, the children are now older."
The robots and dolls have been packed in two warehouses, and he was going to have them all donated to the poor areas this year because it wasted a lot of place.