Christmas is held every year.

On a day when the footsteps of Christmas were approaching—

In the social office of the CP department, the minister is very serious about preparing things. She sewed stitches and threads of red fabric, intending to make a big, big object—like a bag.

Usually ministers leave this kind of thing to Xiaoting to do, but now it is rare to do it by herself.

"Minister, these socks are so big!"

Because he was too surprised, Bai Ya didn't ask, "Do you know how to sew?" He picked another important question to ask.

"This? Yes, it's big, maybe it's the best in the world! ”

The minister didn't raise his head, and just replied to Bai Ya.

Bai Ya originally wanted to say that this should be a sock, but he didn't expect to really guess correctly.

However, this sock is really big, so big that a petite person like a minister can even fit a whole person into it.

"If you don't prepare big socks, Santa Claus might be very troubled!"

"Huh?"

How much of a gift did the minister ask for?

The Gu family is a family that is fully equipped with attendants or maids, and I believe that the scale of the Christmas party is also amazing. The gift must also be different from the level of the commoner, and it needs to be a bag that can fit the size of a person. What is this gift?

At this time, Bai Ya discovered something.

Since just now, Xiao Ting and Ziyin Xuejie seem to have been desperately gesturing to him.

"What's the matter?"

Bai Ya couldn't understand their gestures, so she had to ask.

"What?"

"Nothing, I'm not asking the minister."

"Yes."

The minister didn't particularly care, and continued to make her bag.

Xiao Ting spread her hands and waved, as if she was dancing gymnastics. Sister Ziyin is like a goldfish lacking oxygen, with her mouth open and closed.

Xiaoting's gymnastic movements, is that a body language expressed by posture?

Sister Ziyin's goldfish-like appearance, do you want him to read lips?

Despite this, for Bai Ya, who is an ordinary person and an ordinary person, he can't understand the innocent and strange 'Tingyu' at all, and he doesn't have the high skills required by geniuses.

"What the hell are you trying to say from the beginning?"

"What are you doing?"

"No, I'm not talking to the minister. I'm talking to Xiaoting and Sister Ziyin. ”

"Yes."

The Minister went back to her business. She is too keen on making socks and cares no about what is going on around her.

Xiao Ting and Sister Ziyin were in a hurry, so panicked that Bai Yaguang felt that they were so pitiful.

"But, Minister, it's good to have dreams."

"Ah, it hurts."

The minister screamed as if he had been hit by a needle on his finger.

"It's all because you're telling weird things — well, what do you say? Dream? What? How can I talk about dreams? ”

"No, I mean Santa Claus. When I was in kindergarten, I found out that Santa Claus was fake—"

Halfway through the words, Bai Ya suddenly cared a little about Xiaoting and Ziyin, so she took a look at them.

I saw Xiaoting and Sister Ziyin posing in a strange pose together. That's—by the way, Bai Ya remembers seeing it in art class, it was 'Monk's Scream'.

"Oh, Santa Claus who went to your house is fake, huh? - Uh-huh, that's no way around it. After all, there is only one Santa Claus, and the real Santa Claus must be very busy on Christmas Day. ”

Listening to the minister's words, it was as if Santa Claus really existed.

"No, no, no, what's really fake, Santa Claus is—ah, it hurts!"

The sudden flying indoor shoes hit Bai Ya, and two consecutive attacks hit him directly to the head.

He looked up...... From the posture of Xiaoting and Ziyin's sister, it seems that both of them have just lost something.

"It hurts!"

Bai Ya picked up two indoor shoes of different colors in the first and second grades, and walked towards Xiaoting and Ziyin.

"What's wrong? What the hell is going on? You've been—"

(No!) Bai classmate, no! )

Xiaoting shouted quietly.

(Yuxin, she really believes in the existence of Santa Claus-)

(Huh?) )

Bai Ya froze. No, I didn't expect it to be like this. Ordinary children usually understand things in kindergarten, but some people will continue to believe in high school.

(Don't let my sister collapse!) )

(Please don't ruin Yuxin's dream, okay?) )

Bai Ya understood. In order to protect the minister's dream, he decided to shut up.