After we got to work, we had to tell Skinny and the others about what had happened and warn them to be extra careful.
Of the four of us, Fatty was the most worried about this.
"Does Xue Jingyue like that kind of thing?" I asked, somewhat surprised.
Fatty shook his head. "No. My cousin just had a baby, and my older brother's kid is only six."
The four of us fell silent.
Who knew how many toys two children in the family might bring home?
"Lots of dolls?" Chen Xiao Qiu asked. "You could suggest they switch to educational toys."
"One boy and one girl. The boy's toys are all robots and superheroes. The girl's just been born, and there's already a string of those stuffed toys hanging over her cradle." Fatty gestured with his hands. "And then there are all the things my cousin's friends gave them. One of them was a huge... bear..."
We fell even quieter.
Even Chen Xiao Qiu didn't know what to say to comfort him.
"Those kinds of dolls... they're easy to get mites and dust in!" Guo Yujie suddenly exclaimed, slapping her thigh.
We couldn't exactly tell Fatty to throw away his relatives' toys, so we'd have to find an indirect way to deal with it.
"It doesn't necessarily mean anything will happen. There are only two kids, and the toys were all store-bought, mass-produced, right?" Skinny tried to reassure Fatty.
It wasn't a bad argument.
At least those toys hadn't been handmade, and that bear couldn't be some rare or commemorative edition like Lü Qiaolan's teddy bear.
Fatty was still a little worried, but in a situation like this, all we could do was what we could and leave the rest to fate.
Wu Ling didn't call me until the afternoon.