Chapter 21: The Ugly Duckling's Tragic Story
"Please note that this system is not a shopping mall! No clothing provided! The system responded indifferently.
"I'll pay, how much is a pajama? 50 copper coins? Or 100? Even if it's 2 gold coins, I'll be okay with that. McGonagall said calmly, glancing at the remaining 616 quota.
The system was silent for a while, and silently gave a line of subtitle quotes: "A set of children's pajamas is 2 gold coins, a set of adult pajamas is 3 gold coins, a set of children's ordinary clothes is 3 gold coins, and a set of chef clothes is 3 gold coins, you can choose the color style." ”
"Then let's get a children's pajamas and a chef's outfit first." McGonagall looked at Amy, who was starting to get sleepy after taking a shower, and said in her heart that this price was not too expensive, but the cash he had on his body now was used to buy ingredients to complete the task.
Looking at the children's pajamas of different styles and colors that suddenly appeared in her mind, McGonagall was a little dazzled, looked at Amy and asked, "What kind of pajamas does Xiaomi want?" What color do you like? ”
"Millet likes purple ones, if only there was a bear on it......" Amy thought for a moment and looked at McGonagall expectantly. My father's magic is so powerful, and the house and clothes he conjured up look good, so she is full of expectations for the new clothes.
"That's it." McGonagall's eyes lit up on a small purple pajamas, a somewhat fluffy one-piece pajamas, with two cute bear ears on the one-piece hat and a cute brown bear in front of her.
"I'm going to get clothes for Xiaomi." McGonagall looked at the clothes that the system prompted that they were already in the closet, said to Amy, and walked to the room to open the closet to see that a cute set of bear pajamas and a brand new set of chef's clothes were already in the closet.
McGonagall folded her chef's suit and put it on the bed first, took the little pajamas into the bathroom, looked at Amy and smiled and asked, "Do you like it?" ”
"Wow, what a beautiful outfit!" Amy, who was wrapped in a bath towel, looked at the purple bear clothes unfolded in McGonagall's hand, nodded with joy and said, "Well, Xiaomi's favorite purple, if you wear it, you will become a bear, Xiaomi likes it very much, you are so good father." ”
McGonagall looked at Amy's happiness, and also felt very happy, and took a dry towel from the side, "Then I'll help Xiaomi dry her hair, and then change into pajamas and go for a nap." ”
"Uh-huh." Amy nodded, poking her head over, already a little eager to put on her new clothes.
McGonagall carefully dried Amy's hair with a dry towel and used a hair dryer to help her change into new clothes.
"It's so soft and comfortable." Amy raised her hand and rubbed her face with her furry sleeve, her eyes narrowed, and her little face was full of happiness.
McGonagall looked at Amy, the fluffy purple one-piece pajamas, worn on Amy's body like a cute purple bear, which lined her skin with white tenderness, silver hair was softly draped over her shoulders and behind her, and a pair of cute little pointed ears were snow-white and crystalline, which was simply a perfect combination of humans and elves.
"Daddy take you and see, our bear Amy." McGonagall reached for Amy's hat and picked her up in front of the mirror.
"Wow, the bear is here and wants to eat you." Amy looked at herself in the mirror and turned into a bear, and said to McGonagall with her mouth wide open and waving her hands.
"Little Bear spare your life, Little Bear spare your life." McGonagall smiled and ducked back.
"It's okay, don't be afraid, millet is reluctant to eat my father." Amy wrapped her arms around McGonagall's face, kissed him on the cheek, and touched his hair to comfort him.
"Well, don't be afraid, our millet has also become fragrant, it's time to take a nap." McGonagall couldn't help but smile, the little one was so cute, sniffed her nose, carried Amy into the bedroom, and gently put her on the bed.
"Amy can't sleep, my father will tell Amy a story." Amy lay on the bed, grabbed one of McGonagall's fingers, and shook her head.
"Okay, then I'll tell Amy a story about the ugly duckling." McGonagall nodded, pulled a stool from the side, and sat down on the edge of the cot.
"Okay, Xiaomi wants to hear it." Amy nodded.
"In the beautiful countryside far away, a mother duck is lying on her stomach on a nest of ducklings hatching ducklings......" McGonagall began to tell the story of the ugly duckling in a somewhat muffled tone, a fairy tale that almost every child had heard, and for good reason.
Part of Amy's lack of confidence is that she feels that she is different from other human children, and unlike elves, so she is sometimes bullied and ridiculed, like the little swan born in a flock of ducks.
So he wanted to use this story to tell her that she wasn't actually weird, but special, and would be even better than them in the future.
Of course, now that he is there, those storms from the outside world will definitely not fall on her again.
An ugly duckling, who broke out of her shell in the duck flock, was disgusted because she looked different from the ducks and all the animals around her. She was chased and bitten by ducks, pecked by chickens, taunted by cats, and kicked by the maid who took care of the chicken farm.
She had no choice but to follow the river, left that place alone, experienced the cold winter, almost died in the hands of the farmer's wife, and finally waited for the warm spring, looking at the white swans flying in the distance, desperately flapping her wings and flying out, only to find that she was a beautiful and noble white swan, who could fly into the sky and be loved by others.
The story unfolds in McGonagall's low, somewhat magnetic voice, Amy is completely immersed in the story, her little fists clenched tightly, as if she is worried and nervous about the ugly duckling, and she is relieved to hear her escape, but soon she regains tension because of the new danger, until finally the ugly duckling finally turns into a beautiful white swan, flies into the sky, finds her true partner, and has a happy smile on her face.
"So, Father, is Millet an ugly duckling? Will you really become a white swan when you grow up? Amy looked at McGonagall with some anticipation in her eyes.
"No, Millet is a beautiful little swan now, and when she grows up, she will become a more noble and beautiful white swan." McGonagall smiled and shook her head, gently stroking Amy's hair with her other hand, and said gently, "And, as long as Father is here, no one can hurt Millet." ”
"Well, I believe in my father." Amy looked into McGonagall's eyes, nodded trustingly, hesitated and said, "Millet has a small request. ”
"Huh?" McGonagall looked at her encouragingly.
"Can we have an ugly duckling?" Amy asked softly.
"Does Xiaomi like white swans?" McGonagall was a little surprised, the little swans were not easy to get, but Amy could also find a way to raise them if she wanted to.
"Well, so that it grows up and we can eat roast goose." Amy nodded earnestly.