Lin Lishan looked at him disappointedly and said, "I thought I finally found something Jiao Jiao likes. This child, aside from books, has no special interests. When you give her things, she saves them, making sure not to waste anything."
Zhao Yuanyuan anxiously shouted, "Auntie, I know! I know what Jiao Jiao likes. If you buy pretty things, she'll like them. Let me tell you, I've been paying attention to her. Just take clothes for example. She really dislikes jackets with big floral patterns. If you give her big red and green ones, she'll get angry. White, black, or small flowers without big red and green, she can accept. If you want her to wear red clothes, the whole piece must be red, no flashy patterns.
Oh, she said she wants something elegant. Even in the dead of winter, she'd rather freeze than wear my floral cotton-padded jacket. Every time she sees a classmate showing off in a bright floral outfit, she'd quietly walk away."
